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For a moment, he did nothing but stand there in all his naked, powerfully masculine glory.
When he moved, he unfolded me deftly by putting his hands to my waist and tugging me deeper into the bed, then falling on me so I wrapped him up in me again.
“Did you not hear the part about one condom, darling?” he asked drolly.
“We’ll see if Daniel has any.”
“We won’t right now, and you in nothing but a bra and spike heels, with just-been-fucked hair and a bruised mouth waiting for me like that in my bed means I need inside you again.”
“Really?”
He shifted.
I felt him semi-hard.
My eyes got big. “I’m impressed.”
“You need to be good, at least until I can raid Danny’s stash.”
“I’m surprised you don’t have one.”
“I don’t usually go out on the pull in Dunmorton.”
Yes, but he’d had girlfriends.
“If I brought a woman here, I’d come with provisions,” he explained, again reading my thoughts. “I don’t fancy going into the local chemist in the village to buy prophylactics. It’d be news that reached the coast in an hour. And it’s rare I bring women here.”
I didn’t want to talk about his women. I didn’t want to do anything but cuddle and then fuck again.
However…
“We need to get dressed. I need to make sure Portia is all right,” I stated glumly.
Ian looked about as happy as I was about that, but he knew the veracity of it. That was why he kissed me, then pulled me with him off the bed.
He zipped me up this time, which was good. Getting that zipper done the first go was a contortionist’s nightmare. He put on a gray suit. We both fixed our hair.
And then we went to dinner.
We were back in Ian’s room, against the wall right beside the door, we hadn’t even made it fully into the room.
And he was fucking me.
My skirt was bunched at my waist, the bodice of the dress pulled down, and he was driving inside me, slamming me into the wall, with his eyes tipped down, watching my breasts bounce in my bra to his thrusts.
“Ian,” I moaned.
His gaze shot to mine and darkened in a way I spasmed around his driving cock.
He wrapped his fingers around my jaw and dragged his thumb hard across my lips before he forced it between them.
I sucked.
Hard.
He watched, eyes heated, and growled, his other hand clenching my ass and lifting up so I was no longer standing with a leg wrapped around his thigh. He was holding me up with the aid of the wall and my arms around his shoulders, pounding inside, his gaze not leaving my mouth.
He slid his thumb out, swiped it across my cheek, drove his fingers into my hair and clenched so it tugged at my scalp.
