Free Ian's Way by Reese Gabriel Page A

bodies melded, soft moans between them, speaking the needs that kept building and building.
    “I thought one night would settle things between us,” Ian explained. “I thought it would balance things.”
    “What things, Ian?”
    “I will tell you later.”
    “Is it about the accident?”
    “Later,” he repeated, unzipping her skirt.
    She was in no position to argue.
    Her limbs had all but lost the power to move. Feeling like a rag doll, she let him maneuver her onto her side. He slid the skirt off and moved in close against her and began nibbling at her neck.
    “Shall we see about giving those sweet breasts some attention?” he whispered hotly in her ear.
    She arched her back, reaching for him. “Please, yes, Ian.”
    He undid the clasp of her bra and slid it off. One by one he kissed her shoulders, filling her with warmth that radiated outward. By the time it reached the juncture of her thighs it was like a red-hot sting, a gnawing itch she couldn’t satisfy.
    Mindlessly, she clawed at her panties, trying to pull them away from her skin, suddenly as hot as the sun on a summer beach.
    “Not very patient, are we?”
    “Will you take me from behind?” she pleaded.
    “I will give the matter my utmost consideration,” he promised.
    Nikky ground her ass against his cock. “I’ll make you come right now, smart guy,” she threatened.
    He scoffed. “You think I’m an eighteen-year-old with no self control?”
    Working herself free of his grasp, Nikky wriggled onto her other side so she was facing him.
    “Mine,” she reminded him, taking control of his shaft with tightly clenched fingers. “Remember?”
    “That was a one-night deal,” he countered.
    “I’m renewing it. Any problem with that?” Nikky pinched his left nipple, holding it fast.
    Ian sucked in his breath. “I suppose I should answer very carefully at this point.”
    “Yes, slave , you should.”
    “I would be careful with the role-play. Don’t get in over your head. I make it look easy, but it isn’t.”
    Nikky squeezed his nipple harder, getting his attention. “You really are full of yourself sometimes, Mr. Hamilton, you know that?”
    Ian winced and smiled at the same time. “So what are you going to do with all this new-found power?”
    “I’m going to start by having you take off my panties,” she decided. “Then you will kiss me all over my body. After that you will fuck me from behind, which if you had done in the first place would have spared you all the rest.”
    “Who said I wanted to avoid anything?”
    “Knowing you, I am quite sure you didn’t,” she quipped rolling onto her back for easier access…and service.
    Ian turned his attention to her body, taking time to run his fingertips over her abdomen, down her thighs and legs and calves. She felt so firm, her flesh was so resilient, so alive and responsive. He marveled at how she had kept her lean figure, her flat little belly and full breasts scarcely affected by gravity. The only sure signs of her age were the faint, tiny creases just beginning to show at the corners of her eyes. They only added to her beauty, in Ian’s opinion.
    He took his time as he dragged his fingertips back up her body. More kisses were in order—slight pecks up along her belly and ribs, designed to enflame. Ian finally reached her breasts, paused to enjoy the sight—perfect and pear shaped. He resisted the temptation to seize them and moved his hand down to the edge of her panties.
    Their first time together, he had torn her underwear. This time, he tugged at them ever so gently, prolonging as long as possible the moment of full revelation.
    Each exposed bit of flesh got attention along the way, from her hips to her thighs all the way past her knees. She sighed with each delicate nibble.
    Finally he reached her calves. The panties slid off like a dream. She arched a wicked brow as he kissed the top of each delicate foot.
    “I still can’t believe you are here with me,” he