One Night On The Virgin's Terms - Melanie Milburne Page 0,32

to the jutting hardness of his body. Ivy grew emboldened by the impact she was having on him and kissed his neck again, this time using her tongue in kitten-like licks.

He made a sound at the back of his throat and, with one hand pressed to the small of her back, brought the other to cup her breast. ‘I want to see you. All of you. Do you want me to undress you or would you feel more comfortable doing it yourself?’

Ivy was touched that he’d asked rather than assumed he could go ahead. ‘I want you to do it.’ She could hardly believe she was saying it, but it was true. She felt totally comfortable with him peeling the clothes from her body. Besides, the room was even darker now, so she didn’t feel as exposed as she might have done.

Louis slowly slid her dress down her body, his eyes glinting in the low light as her breasts were finally uncovered. Ivy resisted the urge to cover herself and watched as his gaze lingered on her curves. Her dress went to a puddle at her feet and she stepped out of it, standing in nothing but a tiny pair of knickers.

‘You are every bit as beautiful as I imagined...’ His voice had a raw, earthy quality to it that made her desire for him go up another notch. His hands cradled both her breasts and he bent his head to caress them with his lips and tongue. Ivy shivered as she watched his dark head lower to her naked flesh, the sheer eroticism of his action making her inner core contract with want. He knelt down in front of her and kissed his way down her body—below her breasts, over her ribcage, her abdomen, and then to the top of her lacy underwear. Ivy stiffened, suddenly shy at revealing the most intimate part of her body.

Louis steadied her with his hands on her hips, his eyes meeting hers. ‘Don’t be shy, ma chérie.’

She bit her lip and stepped out of his hold, covering her breasts with her hands. ‘I’m sorry. I don’t think I can go any further.’ Her feverish body screamed, No! Don’t stop now! But she couldn’t overcome the fear he might find her repulsive.

He straightened and came over to her, resting his hands on the top of her shoulders. ‘Look at me, Ivy.’

Ivy slowly brought her gaze up to his, her cheeks so hot they felt like they were going to explode. ‘See? I told you. I’m an uptight prude.’

He gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze. ‘Tell me what’s worrying you. Did that jerk say something to you about this part of you too?’

She looked at his chin rather than meet his gaze. ‘No, but I’m... I’m worried you won’t like the way I look down there. You sleep with so many women. What if I’m a freak compared to them?’

He placed a finger beneath her chin and brought her gaze back to his. ‘Women’s bodies come in all shapes and sizes. You’re perfect just the way you are. You don’t need to be ashamed of any part of your body.’

‘I know, but I am, and I can’t seem to help it.’

Louis stroked his finger over her bottom lip, his eyes shining. ‘I love everything I’ve seen so far.’

‘Really?’ Ivy lowered her hands from covering her breasts, aching to feel them pressed up against the naked skin of his muscular chest.

‘Really.’ He devoured her breasts with his gaze and a hot spurt of longing shot to her core.

She moved closer so her breasts were against his chest, her arms going back around his neck. ‘Thanks for keeping the lights off.’ In semi-darkness she could hide her secret thoughts and feelings...she could feel less exposed, less vulnerable. She was ready to give herself to him physically but she wanted her emotions kept in the shadows where they couldn’t be seen.

‘That’s fine. I can make love to you by Braille.’

Ivy laughed, shivering at the thought of his hands and lips and tongue reading every inch of her flesh. ‘You mean you haven’t given up on me yet?’

His eyes held hers in a heart-stopping lock. ‘Do you want me to give up?’

‘No,’ she said, standing on tiptoes to press a kiss to his mouth. ‘I want you to make love to me. That’s why we came here tonight. I need to do this.’

‘Then let’s do this,’ Louis said and brought his mouth down to hers.

Ivy sighed with pure pleasure