Without hesitating, she dipped underneath his arms and walked to the club chair. Giving him a sassy look, she winked and then bent over the back of the chair, keeping her legs spread.

“Fuck,” Ian said, the single word sounding more like a prayer than a curse. “I could look at you spread out like this for me all night.”

She looked back and gave him a mock glare. “Don’t you dare.”

“You’re done waiting, huh?” he asked, obviously teasing her as he rolled on a condom while crossing to her. “I know the feeling.” He slid the tip of his dick over her slick core. “Damn, baby. I love the sight of this. The feel of you. Everything. I love it all.”

It wa just the high of the moment, she knew that, but still it would be easy to believe he meant more because the truth was she wanted it to.

He liked her.

She was falling for him.

Before the potential impact of that important distinction could hit, though, Ian sank into her, pushing away everything except for how he made her feel. Hands on her hips, he squeezed just enough to anchor her to him as he slid in and out of her, going a little bit deeper each time until she was filled with him. Already primed by her first orgasm, her body responded to the rhythm they set together. After each stroke forward, he pulled her back against him as he pistoned in and out of her, hard, demanding, just what she needed. This wasn’t about making love. It wasn’t about release. This was desperation and need and knowing that no matter how much she got, it wouldn’t be enough. She wasn’t sure it ever could be. When it came to Ian Petrov, she didn’t want now—she wanted forever.

“Fuck, baby. So damn good.” He reached a hand around the front of her waist and slipped two fingers between her legs. “I want to feel you come around my dick.”

With the way he was circling her clit, that wasn’t going to be a problem.

“That’s it. Rock against me. Show me what you want.”

She arched her back, changing the angle enough so that his cock rubbed against her entrance at just the right spot. Her thighs quivered as she tensed, her climax tightening into a ball of energy until it exploded, her orgasm slamming into her.

Ian’s grip tightened as she rode the wave of pleasure and he pumped into her once, twice more before burying himself as deep as he could and coming hard.