at her shoe until it came away in his hand and set it aside. His palm brushed the side of her foot, then his fingers wrapped around her toes and massaged gently.
“You have gorgeous feet. ” H is gaze was on her feet the whole time as her toes curled. Of course she couldn’t see, she could only feel as his hand stroked over her skin. What will she do ? He rubbed her soft skin looking for every little reaction he could illicit from her . Ian glanced up to see Andy had her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. She groaned as he changed the massage deepen it into her arch . “Do you like that?” His mouth tugged up at the corners as her moan rolled between them. He puffed up a bit, thrilled at being able to give her this small pleasure .
“Yes, it feels very good. ” Her voice dripped in that honeyed tone to a breathy rasp .
“Talk to me , Andy. T ell me what else you like.” His own voice, rough as sandpaper , grated at him. H e wanted to know all about Andy. All about her needs and wants. He just plain needed her.
“Ian, I think I should put my shoe back on.” Andy tried to pull away as she breathed hard, her full breasts heaving.
“Not yet. What’s your favorite color?” He asked to distract her from her foot massage. More, his tiger demanded. He needed to hear her voice, he couldn’t stop touching her yet, her delicate toes were mere inches from his erection, her skin was soft and perfumed in his hands surrounding him with her rose smell . He moan ed with the simple delight of touching her.
“I like purple.”
“Yeah, what else?” His hand moved up her foot , massaging her ankle, he slowly pulled her closer to him. Will she notice ? He wasn’t sure he should , but he just couldn’t help himself. He needed her in his lap, covering his erection with her round bottom.
“I love Italian and Chinese.” Andy closed her eyes her mouth gaping open slightly as she breathed deep . His hand closed over her lower calf. He shifted her foot over his thigh and scooted her closer
“And?” His hand s crawled up the top of her knee, massaging, fingers softly caressing the skin there as she slid around the side of the booth and closer to him .
“Movies, I like movies.” Andy’s brow furrowed and he moved his hand up her thigh closer to the edge of her skirt, she was almost in his lap. Her breath heaved , her eyes snapped open with a wide flare of heat , and he could almost hear her pulse racing over the deep techno thump of the club . With each breath she took t he tops of her breasts showed out of her shirt, peeking out at him. His own pulse beat hard in his veins as warmth poured over him.
Ian lifted her up like she weighed nothing and placed her in his lap, his left arm encircled her waist and rested on her hip, his right brushed the hair back from her ear. Andy lowered her head .
“What else do you like, Andy?” Ian whispered in her ear, his breath raising goose bumps over her skin.
“Chocolate,” she whispered as his lips touched her neck . Sweet soft skin teased him as he placed a gentle kiss on her throat and his hand rested on the top of her thigh . She sucked in a quick bre a t h at his touch. Then he darted out his tongue to taste her sweet pale skin. Hunger rose up strong inside of him and a growl threatened to rumble out of his chest. He lingered a minute just touching the silkiness on his tongue.
H e turned her chin to him gently, her closed eyes were squeezed tight her brow furrowed as she worried her bottom lip with her pearl white teeth.
“Open your eyes .” H is voice rasped out of him, rough even to his own ears, gritty . She slowly did as he asked and the gorgeous brown gaze of hers peered up at him from behind her raven lashes . Her eyes were dark with desire , her pupils dilate d and her breath hitched then expelled slowly . “I’m going to kiss you , Andy. I just can’t help myself.”
Then his mouth descended on hers brushing gently back and forth to feel the plumpness