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closer, his unexpected strength making her stumble just a tiny bit, but he was there to catch her with his hard body. He demanded her attention as fire leapt visibly in his eyes.
    “I don’t have to start over, cara, because I haven’t said anything to you tonight that I didn’t mean. I have never, and will never, lie to you.”
    “But—”
    He placed one long finger over her lips, stilling her words. “You wanted me to pretend, but what you’re getting is real. I don’t have to pretend because I do want you—more than any woman I’ve ever known. I want to fuck you and feast on you ‘til the sun parts us and then I want to come back for more tomorrow night. You’d better rest up and eat your Wheaties because you’ll need your strength. I’m giving you fair warning right now.”
    “But how can you—?”
    His lips stilled her worried words this time and when he drew back, she was his to command. His magnetism had always drawn her, but now focused on her exclusively, she could barely control herself. She was beyond caring if his words would prove false in the harsh light of morning when she was alone once more. For this moment, and the hours to come, she would suspend disbelief as much as she could and just enjoy the wonder of him.
    “Make love to me, Ian.”
     
    He swept her up into his arms and placed her gently on the bed. Luckily it was large enough for both of them, though he was a tall man. The bed in his home was larger still, and he would introduce her to it as soon as possible, but for tonight, this first time, he would take her here, amidst the lace and frippery of her feminine retreat.
    Another man might’ve been intimidated by the womanly surroundings, but Ian delighted in the idea that he was conquering her pretty rose colored bedroom just as he conquered her soft pink flesh. He wasted little time on her clothes, pulling her top off over her shoulders and tugging at her skirt. The front closure on her lacy bra gave way under his questing fingers and the thin cotton of her panties was no match for his decisive pull.
    She was naked.
    And so incredibly beautiful.
    Ian was amazed she had such power over him. Her light skin called to him, her warm scent begged him to breathe her in and never let go. Gingerly, he touched her, cupping the smooth roundness of her breast, watching with genuine enjoyment as her nipple pebbled and strained upward in his hand, calling for his kiss.
    He bent and licked the pointy tip, reveling in her sighs and the tender feel of her fingers sifting through the hair at the nape of his neck. She held him to her, encouraging him with her panting breaths and eager fingers as he sucked her nipple deep, using just a hint of the teeth that were even now lengthening to scrape along her delicate skin. He would leave no mark, but he would tantalize her in a way she’d never forget.
    She would never forget him, or this night. He would see to it. It was a need deep inside him, to put his mark on this woman and brand her for life. He didn’t question the need. It just was. And it was close to overwhelming.
    Ian took a moment to rid himself of his clothes in short order, not leaving the bed. He knelt above her body, tearing at his shirt and throwing it across the room as her gaze followed his every movement. When his chest was bare, he lay back on the bed at her side, encouraging her exploration with a few nudges and a wicked smile. Jena didn’t let him down.
    Her little hands roamed over his chest as he tugged at his pants, finally succeeding at getting them off when she turned the tables on him. Her pouty lips circled his nipple and then that devilish tongue of hers peeped out to tease him, but he wouldn’t let her have her way…this time.
    No, this first time was all about getting inside her as fast as possible. The hunger was riding him hard and he knew he had little control left. If he wanted to make this good for her at all, he had to be in control of every movement.
    He might