Next additional scene from Splendor

While I'm still awaiting a solution to the issue of why I can't upload the excerpt to Goodreads, I'm posting the third of four additional scenes here for everyone to read (and hopefully enjoy!) One more coming this weekend and then another batch of four on Valentine's Day!

Extra Scene #7 – “Surrender”
(takes place two nights after the fire at Tessa’s apartment just after she and Ian have returned from dinner)

After all of the numerous and frequent caresses, touches and kisses they had shared during dinner and the drive home, Ian was more than ready to carry Tessa upstairs to their bed and ravish her for hours, just as she’d practically begged him to do this morning.
But he was determined to thoroughly savor and enjoy this experience, to make it last as long as possible, or at least until his control finally snapped. However, as he helped Tessa remove the new cream wool coat he’d bought her recently, his iron resolve was severely tested. The violet sheath dress she was wearing was classy and elegant but still skimmed over every luscious curve of her body. He tried to picture how she must look beneath the dress in the sexy bra and panty set he’d asked her to wear, not to mention the silky stockings that never failed to drive him wild. The high heels of her cream Louboutins made her legs appear endlessly long, and he wanted nothing more at this moment than to have those gorgeous limbs wrapped around his waist as he screwed her hard and deep.
Tessa shivered as he brushed the wisps of blonde hair from her nape and kissed her on that very sensitive spot. Ian wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest as he nuzzled the side of her neck.
“You smell delicious,” he murmured. He ran a hand over her hip until he reached her waist. “And you feel even better. I’ve been very – ah, eagerly anticipating this evening.” He slid his hand up to cup her breast, his thumb rasping over the heard point of her nipple, and then smiled in satisfaction to hear the indrawn hiss of her breath. “I take it that you’ve been doing the same.”
Tessa’s head fell back against his shoulder as he continued to fondle her breast. “Yes,” she breathed unevenly. “Very, very eagerly.”
Ian chuckled, wrapping both of his arms around her waist and hugging her tight. “I love how much you always want me, how passionate you are. You’re so much more than I ever dreamed I might have one day, Tessa. I’m easily the luckiest man in the whole world.”
She slid her hands over his where they were splayed over her belly. “No luckier than I am,” she murmured. “You are my dream man, Ian. But tonight it’s about making your dreams – your fantasies – come true.”
He took her hand in his and drew her along with him into the library. She stood by the leather sofa while he poured a snifter of brandy at the bar. Ian took a leisurely sip as he watched her from across the room, the corner of his mouth tilting up into a seductive smile.
He didn’t speak, merely held out a hand to her. Tessa walked over to him without hesitation, and placed her hand in his as he drew her close against his body.
Ian smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “How eagerly you come to me, my love.” He held the snifter to her lips, pleased to notice that she drank from the exact same spot he had just sipped from. This time he brushed his lips against hers softly.
His voice was low and rough. “And how willingly you obey me. You would make the perfect submissive, Tessa – devoted, obedient, and so very eager to please.”
Her blue eyes were huge, her lips trembling as she pressed closer against him. “Yes,” she breathed. “I want to obey you, Ian. To please you.”
He groaned, setting the snifter down and pulling her into his arms. “God, you would tempt a saint, my love. Most men wouldn’t hesitate for an instant to take full advantage of what you’re offering me. But I won’t do that to you, Tessa, won’t ask for your obedience.” He nuzzled the soft spot behind her ear, a place he knew to be one of her erogenous zones. “I’ll be your lover but never, ever your Master.”
Tessa couldn’t disguise the dismay in her soft voice. “But tonight – you told me - ”
“Shh.” He placed his index finger over her lips. “I fully intend to take advantage of your very tempting offer, darling. But this will be every bit as much for your pleasure as it will be for mine. And I want you to promise me now that if I do something you don’t like – if it’s too much at any time – that you’ll tell me at once. All right?”
She nodded. “Yes, I promise. Though I know I’ll like everything you do. And I’ll do anything you ask.”
Ian shook his head. “Tessa – God, you make me forget all my good intentions when you tell me things like that, make me want to ravish you until neither of us can walk a straight line. Now, before you tempt me into doing just that, turn around for me, love.”
She complied instantly, and he carefully lowered the zipper of her dress down past her hips. He eased the rich fabric of the violet dress off her shoulders until it pooled at her feet. Tessa stepped out of the garment as he stooped to pick it up before carefully draping it over the leather sofa.
“Let me see you.”
Tessa turned around without hesitation at his softly spoken words, and he hissed at the sight of her lushly feminine curves encased in the extravagant bra and panty set of lavender and cream lace – the opulent swell of her breasts; the soft curve of her belly; the high, taut cheeks of her delectable ass; and the endlessly long length of her legs encased in silky, lace-topped stockings.
Ian traced a finger along the heavy swell of her breasts, beautifully displayed in the low-cut bra. “You’re magnificent, Tessa,” he told her in a husky voice. “The sexiest, most beautiful woman I could ever imagine. Every time I look at you I have to remind myself that you’re mine. And I thank my very lucky stars for that fact every single time.”
She gasped as he slipped two fingers inside a lacy bra cup to find her nipple. The moans she made as he fondled her made his cock swell to epic proportions. Almost roughly, he unhooked her bra, peeling the lacy cups away to bare her breasts.
“God, how I adore these tits,” he rasped, his big hands cupping the firm globes. “You are ten thousand times sexier than the most provocative centerfold could ever hope to be. Let me, darling.”
Ian bent his head to her breasts, his tongue laving one taut, pale apricot nipple while his fingers plucked at the other hard peak. Tessa threaded her hands into his hair, clutching him closer against her bosom, and her moans of pleasure quickly grew to a fever pitch. Ian wasn’t at all certain how long he could hold back his own arousal, the sounds she made turning him on unbearably.
“Ohhh.”
The long, drawn-out groan escaped Tessa’s lips as he slid two fingers inside her panties, brushing through the soft nest of her pubic hair, his thumb circling her clit. She clutched his upper arms, steadying herself, as his fingers dipped inside her drenched slit.
“Mmm, you’re so wet, love,” he purred in her ear. “I’ll bet you taste delicious. Let’s see, shall we?”
Tessa’s eyes were half-shut with passion as she watched him bring his fingers to his lips, licking her juices off. “Just as I thought,” he murmured in a seductive voice. “Absolutely delicious. Here, taste.”
“Ah, God.” Tessa shuddered as he once again slid his fingers deep inside her vagina, gathering up the moisture he found there. Obediently, she sucked his fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his knuckles.
This time it was Ian who hissed sharply, his eyes darkening, his entire body so fully and thoroughly aroused that he was almost shaking. He jerked his fingers from her lips only to grasp one of her hands and draw it down his torso to his throbbing cock.
“Jesus.” Sweat popped out on his brow as he guided her hand up and down the full, straining length of his dick. “See what you do to me, love, feel how much I want you.”
Tessa kept up the motion, her slim hand stroking him until he groaned. He cupped her flushed cheek in his palm.
“Tessa.” Her name escaped his lips in a husky whisper. “Darling – God, that’s so good, so damned good. You need – I need you, Tessa. To take the edge off. So that – “
“Yes.” She was already sinking to her knees, her fingers fumbling at his zipper. He cursed softly as she drew his hard, pulsing cock out, her hand stroking him persuasively.
“Ah, fuck.”
Ian slid his hands into her hair, his body primed and ready, almost losing it completely when she licked the thick beads of pre-cum from the tip of his penis. And then he could only close his eyes in ecstasy, a long, low groan escaping his throat as she took him fully into her wet, welcoming mouth.
He was so hard, so aroused, and her lips and tongue so eager, that it took an astonishingly short amount of time for him to reach his climax. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched Tessa as she daintily licked any remaining traces of semen from his still semi-hard cock, and he groaned at the decadently carnal picture she made – her pink tongue flicking over the tip of his dick; her cheeks rosily flushed; her naked breasts lushly full and round and entirely too tempting; the rest of her gorgeous body barely clothed. And even though he’d just come almost violently, spilling himself down her throat, he was already hard again.
“No.”
He fisted a hand in her hair, pulling her head back as she would have eagerly, willingly, sucked him off again.
“Upstairs. The next time I come it’s going to be as deep inside of you as I can get. Come with me now, love.”
Ian held out his hand to her, drawing her to her feet and then pulling her in close for a long, dirty kiss. Tessa wrapped her arms around his waist, her breasts crushed against his chest, and kissed him back with an eagerness that made his head spin.
Without breaking the kiss, he bent at the knees and lifted her into his arms, hearing the little sound of surprise she made as he did so. He carried her up the stairs to the upper level effortlessly, not breaking stride until they reached the master bedroom.
A light had been left on, bathing the room in a dim glow. Ian set her down on the edge of the bed and she gazed up at him expectantly, as though waiting for his next instruction.
“Lay back. Keep your feet on the floor.”
Tessa’s eyes widened at the terse, commanding tone of his voice but complied instantly. He removed his suit jacket and tie before pulling the shirt free and unbuttoning it slowly.
“God, you’re so beautiful.”
Ian smiled at the sound of her high, breathy voice and noticed how her big eyes roved hungrily over the bare expanse of his chest. He knelt in front of her, his hands slowly spreading her thighs apart.
“The feeling is very mutual, love,” he told her huskily. “Right now, like this – you look like sex incarnate. And you’re mine to do whatever I want with.” He opened his hand over her belly, caressing it gently. “You have no idea, Tessa, what that knowledge is doing to me at this moment.”
She licked her lips, her gaze dropping to the massive erection tenting his suit trousers. “I, um, think I’ve got a pretty good idea.”
Ian laughed softly, his hands running up and down the inside of her thighs, enjoying the sensual feel of her silky stockings beneath his palms. “Darling, my physical reaction to you is only part of what I’m feeling right now. Knowing that you trust me enough to give yourself over to me completely – it makes me feel like a fucking god, Tessa.”
Tessa ran her hand over his shoulder, the look in her eyes positively smoldering. “You are a god. Let me touch you, Ian. Please.”
He captured her hand in his, pressing a kiss to the palm. “Later. Right now I need to do this.”
In two swift motions, he pulled the lacy panties off her body and then promptly buried his face between her legs. She gasped, her hands threading into his hair as his tongue plunged deep inside her wet, creamy slit. He lifted one of her legs over her shoulder, allowing him even closer access to her delicious body.
Tessa’s hips began to move restlessly beneath his eager, hungry mouth, her pelvis thrusting up in sync each time he sucked her clit or licked along the glistening folds of her labia.
“Oh, oh.” She whimpered as he thrust two, and then three fingers deep inside her, fucking her with long, steady strokes. His thumb rasped over her clit as his tongue continued to lap her up. He loved the way she tasted, loved how responsive she was. It was hard to remember now that she’d resisted him the first time he’d tried to go down on her, that she had been so shy and naïve. Especially given the way she was moaning in pleasure at this moment, her hips moving frantically with each thrust of his fingers, each rub of his thumb. And then she came, long and hard, her tight little cunt convulsing around his fingers, her hands pulling on his hair as he sucked her clit between his teeth.
Ian was hard and throbbing again, as though it had been months since he’d last climaxed instead of mere minutes. The knowledge that he had been the only man to touch her this way, the only one to have ever given her an orgasm, made him feel powerful, manly, as though he could conquer the world.
Until Tessa had come into his life, he had never considered himself an especially sexual man, had kept that part of himself as controlled as the rest of his life. But everything was different now with her – his gorgeous, sexy and constantly tempting love. She aroused him just by being in the same room, which meant that he was pretty much always hard. He’d never felt this sort of need, this constant desire, and had never imagined he would ever be in the sort of highly sexual relationship he enjoyed with Tessa.
He kept his eyes on her while swiftly divesting himself of the remainder of his clothing. He was achingly hard, incredibly needy, as he gazed at the lushly sensual sight she made – laying prone on the bed, her legs still encased in those sexy as hell stockings, her feet shod in the red-soled stilettos. Her thighs were still quivering from her orgasm, parted so that her glistening pink cunt was on full display to his hungry gaze. The skin over her soft belly and sumptuous breasts was flushed pink from arousal, her pale apricot nipples fully erect. She was beyond tempting, so sexy and delicious that mere words couldn’t even begin to describe her, and the need to possess her was overwhelming.
Ian stood between her thighs, his eyes locked with hers as he lifted one of her legs over his shoulders. Tessa gasped as he ran his hand up and down her inner thigh, and then turned his face to nuzzle her calf, his teeth lightly raking her flesh. He repeated the same actions on her other leg, and then she gave a little squeal of surprise as his hands slid beneath her buttocks. He lifted her slightly off the mattress, adjusting the angle of her body until the tip of his hugely swollen erection was probing at her wet, welcoming slit.
“Lock your ankles around my neck,” he rasped. “And hold on to the bedcovers. This is going to get very rough very quickly.”
Tessa cried out as he entered her with one savage thrust, his hands gripping the soft flesh of her ass cheeks as he held her still. Ian’s eyes were tightly shut, and he grit his teeth while struggling for control.
“Jesus. Fuck. This is – my God, Tessa, you feel – I can’t find the words to describe this.”
She was breathing raggedly, her voice barely above a whisper. “I can feel you – so deep – every inch.”
He turned his face against one of her legs, forcing himself to take several long, deep breaths. It always amazed him that she could feel so damned tight and yet still manage to take him inside of her all the way to the root.
And then he couldn’t think at all, could only feel as he began to thrust in and out of her snug, hot cunt. He forced himself to take it slowly at first, all too aware of just how deep he was. The little gasps she made as he would withdraw almost to the tip before sliding back in all the way made him crazy with lust. Ian began to pick up the tempo now, thrusting a bit harder and faster each time, until he was pistoning his hips at almost breakneck speed. Tessa’s gasps turned to moans and then became screams as he took her harder and more demandingly than he’d ever done before. His eyes were closed, his jaw clenched with the effort it was taking to prolong the ecstasy for as long as possible, and he could feel the sweat pouring off his brow as he kept at her.
It was the feel of her wet, slick cunt convulsing repeatedly around his dick that finally brought him over the edge. He came so hard that his legs were shaking with the effort, his hands grasping the soft flesh of her thighs in an attempt to remain standing. The sounds he made as he continued to spill himself inside of her were foreign to him, a guttural, almost animalistic language. He was far beyond any sort of rational thought, of being able to summon up words to speak. All he could do right now was feel, and he knew he’d never felt more than he did at this particular moment – pleasure unlike anything he’d ever known, a deeply physical satisfaction that strummed through every nerve ending in his body, and an overwhelming love for this magnificent woman who’d given herself to him so completely and thoroughly, without the slightest bit of hesitation or reserve.
It was only when he felt her legs quivering in protest and, as if from a great distance, heard her gasping for air, that Ian managed to shake himself out of the stupor his soul-shattering climax had induced. He opened his eyes slowly and gazed down at his beloved. Tessa was staring up at him, her blue eyes huge and round, her mouth trembling as she struggled to breathe. Gently, he unhooked her ankles from around his neck and carefully eased her legs back down until her now shoeless feet were resting on the floor. He smiled a little to realize he’d fucked her so hard that her shoes had fallen to the ground, and then swiftly bundled her into his arms as he tumbled onto the bed.
“Can you speak?” he murmured to her in amusement.
She shook her head, her hand moving to caress his cheek.
He chuckled, turning his face to kiss her palm. “Well, I hope you can think because I’m damned sure not able to right now.”
She gave a little laugh and another brief shake of her head, wrapping her arms around his torso and resting her cheek against his neck. They were both a sweaty mess, both breathing unsteadily, and it was some time later before he could summon up enough oxygen to finally speak.
“I never thought it possible to love someone as much as I love you at this moment,” he whispered against her temple. His hand brushed damp blonde curls off her forehead. “You are the most giving, extraordinary woman in the whole world, and I love you with every breath in my body, Tessa.”
Tessa lifted her face for his kiss, a sweet, tender meeting of lips. Her eyes were brimming over with tears as she murmured, “It’s exactly the same for me. It scares me sometimes – how much I love you. Scares me because I’m afraid to let myself believe that a love like ours is real and not just some fairytale.”
Ian’s hand cupped her breast, his thumb brushing slowly over the nipple until she was groaning. “It’s the most real thing I’ve ever known, my love. The absolute best feeling of all time. Don’t be afraid of loving me too much, Tessa, because I’m more than capable of taking everything you can give me.”
She kissed him again, running her tongue over his parted lips. “God, you’re so romantic,” she breathed. She ran a palm over his taut abs before bending her head to lick a bead of sweat from his torso. “And really, really sexy, too.”
His breath hissed in sharply as he watched her continue to lick the sweat off his chest. “And what you’re doing right now is just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Tessa smiled at him sultrily, licking the side of his throat. “I’ll lick you all over if you let me. Head to toe and every yummy inch in between.”
He laughed, threading a hand into her hair and holding her head still. “Maybe another time, love. I can’t quite believe it’s happening, given how hard I just came, but somehow I’m getting aroused again. And I don’t know about you but I definitely need a little time to recover before I attempt another go-round.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Much as I hate to admit it, I probably do as well. You were, ah, a little on the ferocious side just now. I know for sure I couldn’t walk a step right now even if my life depended on it.”
Ian dropped a quick kiss on the bridge of her nose. “Frankly, I doubt I could either. But we need to clean you up, love, so stay put while I attempt to grab a towel. I’ll crawl if I have to.”
“No.” She clamped a surprisingly strong hand around his bicep. “Don’t.” She bent and ran her tongue over one of his nipples before gazing up at him. Her eyes were hooded, filled with desire. “I want to feel your cum trickling down my legs, want to keep that part of you inside of me for as long as possible. I don’t want it washed away. I want to feel you on my body, smell your scent.”
He stared at her, so moved and so turned on by her words that all he could do was brush his knuckles against her cheek in wonder. He was already hard and ready, but knew he needed to recuperate a bit, and needed to let Tessa recover as well before he took her again. He wrapped her up, their arms and legs entwined, and whispered to her raggedly, “Let’s rest for a bit then, love. Then it will be time for the next round.”
Tessa heaved a sigh of blissful contentment, her head on his chest, and they were both fast asleep within minutes.