His words drew her eyes to his. She saw the desire, and it was for her.
“Every inch of you is perfection.”
“No.” It was instinctive to deny.
“Yes.” He pulled her close. “You are a beautiful woman. But as you don’t believe me, I will have to show you.”
The feel of his chest against her breasts was wonderful. Skin to skin, his body was so hard and hot.
His kiss was more demanding this time, and she felt the hard ridge of his arousal pressed into her belly. It frightened and thrilled her at the same time. This was Theo, and he would never hurt her. Never belittle her.
His kisses grew more heated, and she felt need pull at her. An unfamiliar ache grew between her thighs, and Iris thought perhaps it was arousal.
Theo kissed her neck and then moved lower, his mouth touching and teasing kisses over her skin. One of his hands stroked her thigh in slow, hot circles.
“You have control. Never forget that, Iris.” He looked up at her. “Say it.”
“I have control,” she repeated.
“Good girl, now you just have to believe it.”
His lips moved to her breasts. Long licks of his tongue covered every inch of her flesh, and her body bloomed under his ministrations. She was soon arching into him, needing more. When he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked it gently, she moaned low in her throat.
And then she was in his arms, and he was carrying her to the bed. Laying her on the mattress, Theo joined her and continued to kiss and caress every inch of her body until she was writhing beneath him, feeling emotions she’d never felt before.
She could feel herself spiraling toward something. The tension inside her was almost unbearable.
“Open your legs wider for me, Iris.”
In that moment, she would have done anything for him. His hand touched her, trailing down her secret places. His fingers stroked the soft, damp folds between her thighs.
“Just feel,” he whispered against her lips as she tensed. “You know I won’t hurt you.”
“I do, but—”
“We are erasing his memory.” He kissed her softly as his thumb touched the small, sensitive bud. She shuddered as he ran his digit back and forth.
“Oh my.”
“Oh my indeed,” Theo gritted out.
She felt him parting her, and then his fingers were there inside her. His head lowered to lick a breast as he stroked, then retreated. It felt wonderful. She’d never experienced anything like this before.
“Theo!” She called his name as sensation hit her hard. Arching off the bed, she rode out the wave of ecstasy.
“Beautiful,” he said, kissing her softly.
“I’ve never… That was wonderful,” Iris whispered. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome.” He kissed her again. “But now I need to go.” She could hear the tension in his words.
He moved back from her and got off the bed.
“Where are you going?”
“It is late. I will return to my town house.”
She could see his erection straining against his trousers before he turned away. He’d given her that—the most amazing feeling she’d ever experienced—but had taken nothing for himself. The thought was humbling. Theo was so very different from her husband. Getting off the bed, she moved to where he stood, collecting his clothes.
