Ivorie's Surprise [Golden Dolphin] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels

that satisfy Natasha’s needs then?”
    “Maybe not completely, but believe me, she’s probably about to be thoroughly satisfied any minute now, if the way Greg looked and the way I’m feeling right now is anything to judge by.”
    Ivorie looked at him speculatively. She hadn’t thought about how the performance they had just witnessed together had affected Drew. She knew her own panties were definitely in a twist, not to mention embarrassingly damp. She apparently had been just as affected as Drew, whose pupils seemed to be a little dilated. This BDSM stuff was powerfully erotic. No wonder people liked it.
     
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    Drew gazed into her eyes. They looked a bit heavy. She couldn’t be sleepy. If she said she was tired and wanted to call it a night, he thought he might cry like a baby. He took the wine glass from her hand, put it on the table next to his brandy snifter, and gently pulled her into his arms. And then, no longer gentle, he crushed his mouth down on her ripe, red lips in a hard kiss. He coaxed her lips open to accept his tongue as their mouths melded. He ran his hands down her back and, cupping her round bottom, pulled her tight against his hard shaft. She whimpered and burrowed into his chest as he savaged her delicate lips. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and she opened to him. He groaned in relief. She wanted this as much as he did. Drew continued to feast on her mouth as he skimmed his hand over the swell of her breasts. He slipped his fingers into the lacy bra cupping her high, round breasts and skimmed them over the pebbled raspberry tips. She shivered.
    “I want to make love to you, Ivorie. If you don’t want to you’d better leave right now. If you stay much longer I don’t know if I will be able to stop.”
     
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    Ivorie looked into his smoldering hazel eyes and unbuttoned his shirt. The deep timbre of his voice sent a rush of excitement skittering up her spine. She didn’t fully understand it, but she knew she wanted this with every fiber of her being. After all, two days ago she couldn’t stand the sight of him. Well, that was then, and this is now! She ran her hands down his chest. His skin was like silk over steel, smooth and hairless. Her fingers paused to learn each ridge and valley of his washboard abs.
    Ivorie smiled in anticipation as she pushed the shirt off his broad shoulders, and her fingers moved down to unbutton his waistband. She pushed his slacks down his muscular thighs and was surprised to see he had gone commando. She gulped in a breath. His shaft was at full attention, steel-hard, and more than ready. He was even more beautiful than she had imagined. He stepped out of the slacks and kicked off his alligator moccasins.
    “Slow down, girl. Let me have a turn.” He reached into the drawer of the table for a condom and made quick work of suiting up.
    “I don’t want to go slow, Drew.” She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. He lifted her dress over her head, and she was left standing in high heels and a silky blue-lace teddy that she knew was beautiful. She had spent more on it and the cami dress than she should have, but the look in his eyes at that moment made it worth every outrageous penny. “Make love to me.”
    He picked her up in his arms and headed toward the bedroom. Ivorie tightened her arms around his neck as he leaned down to push the multitude of plush throw pillows off the king-size bed and put her gently down. She kicked her shoes off and smiled up at him as she pulled him down next to her. She thought her behavior might be just a bit brazen, and that wasn’t like her at all, but she couldn’t help herself. Apparently she had harbored some feelings for Drew Blessingame that even she wasn’t aware of—and they hadn’t all been hostile.
     
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    Drew flipped the snaps between her thighs open and pushed the blue silk out of the way. Then he pulled the teddy off over her head, leaving her naked. He ran his fingers over