Ian felt a shiver run down his spine as Lia caressed him. He closed his eyes to enjoy it, making a superhuman effort to control himself, because it was no less than two o'clock in the afternoon and they were in the kitchen of the house.

The girl smiled inwardly watching him tremble under her fingers. She knew how much he wanted her, every moment, with every pulse, and she was well aware also of how much she wanted him. She grabbed the lapels of his shirt and pulled him in, taking hold of his mouth and forgetting for a second the pain she felt when her breasts pressed against him.

Ian was her comfort zone and she wanted to have him, to have him as soon as possible, because nothing turned her on more than the elemental fact of taking refuge in him. She barely managed to control herself when she ate something from his hand, and seeing him there, so attentive, so protective, had left her crazy with the desire to have him inside, around, everywhere, without thinking. That w