Chapter 41

Ian took her mouth back, his hand still cupped over her nipple, thumb resting on the erect tip. His other hand, on her hip, pushed aside the silk of the open shirt.

His mouth was begging and his tongue was making its way in, eager to mingle with her own.

Ian held her firmly in his arms, without which Eden would have shied away, frightened by the intensity of the kiss and the loving science he was deploying. 

Now Ian was nibbling her lips gently.

At the bottom of her belly, Eden felt a warmth, an ardor and a throbbing need to press herself against him. 

Eventually, she realized she was pressing herself gainst Ian’s erection, clearly visible under the silk of his bathrobe. 

So was she really a debauchee, or was Ian clever at taking advantage of her ignorance and shyness?

But maybe, after all, everything was going to go smoothly?

Without further ado, Ian lifted her into his arms and laid her on the bed, naked and quivering.