The Twin Moon (The Moon Series) (4 page)

“Wow.
I can’t even imagine that.”
Andy shook her head playing with the straw in her diet Pepsi.
“Puts quite an image in the brain though.”

“Hmm, I guess it does.”
Ian’s gaze slid over her face as she played with the straw
as
her cheeks color
ed a pale rose
.
“So tell me about yourself.
What do you do?”

“I work for a law firm.
I’m an executive assistant by day.
”
Andy stretched
both
hand
s over her head, her breast pushed up and together, like they were going to pop right out of her shirt.
A quick fire blazed in the pit of Ian’s stomach, all the way to his balls.
He averted his eyes and remembered that her shoes had given him the same reaction.

“I like your shoes.”
He didn’t consider himself a
foot man, but those shoes were
sexy.

“What?
Oh my s
hoes. Y
eah that’s a weakness of mine.
I love these fetish type shoes.”
Andy kicked her foot out
to the side
.

Ian im
agined her in nothing but those shoes.
His body tightened. H
ow soft
would
her
sexy feet
be against his
cock?

“Put your foot up here.”
He patted his thigh
.
“The one with the anklet.”

“Um, Ian
,
I think that’s a little forward.”
Andy’s smile faded.

“Come on, I want to look at those shoes.”
Ian couldn’t help hi
mself he needed to touch her, e
ven if it was just her foot.
“Please?”
He smiled slowly, allowing it to slide over his face until he grinned at her.

Her cheeks
pinked
, but she slid her
foot between his thighs.
H
HHH
is heart skipped a beat
as
her foot
rested
close to his cock.

Twisting
her sliver anklet around until he found the little hearts on the chain
, Ian
rested his hand on
the top of
her foot.

“So…
both
you and your sister were
sixteen
at the same time?
Are you twins?” Andy looked nervously between him and her drink.

“Yes, we are.
I’m older by a few minutes.
Her name
’
s Ivy.
Do you have any siblings?”
Ian gently brushed his fingers over her exposed flesh and his fingertips
tingled
,
sending little waves of
electricity
into him.
Need flashed through his body hot as a wild fire.
H
e wanted more.

“Um, no.
I’m an only child.
My father died when I was a baby
.
It was always just me and my mom.
What about your family?”
Andy took a deep breath as Ian began to pet her ankle and down her foot.
H
er skin
was so soft he
ache
d inside and it distracted him
from concentrating
on the conversatio
n.
He’d rather continue to picture her naked instead of making small talk
.

“I actually come from a really big family.
Ivy and I are the last of seven kids.
We always do the big family get-
togethers and holidays.
But Ivy and I have always been the closest.”
Ian
shrugged and his gaze dipped to her toes that
snuggled
in his lap
precariously close to his balls
.
He gingerly traced the toes he could see, brushing over the smooth red polish on her big toe.

Andy stiffened
under
Ian
’s touch
.
Then she shiver
ed
,
he
r foot jumped
.
He gently tugged 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 against his own lips
.
Her breath seemed to catch
for a moment and then
he
traced the seam of her lips.
Andy
opened her mouth and he slowly breached the barrier of her teeth
.
He ran
his tongue over hers in a slow sensual caress.
She was hot and
sweet, tasting
of diet Pepsi and lemon
.
He
tightened
his arm
aro
und her waist as he
held her neck
with his other hand and
stroked her jaw
lightly with his thumb
.
Her hands were on his chest touching the muscles under his linen shirt
, shaping him sending his need higher
.
It was
all
he could do not to purr in response to the gentle stroking.
She sighed into his mouth,
body going pl
i
a
nt
and he deepened the kiss,
rasping
her
tongue with his
.
She
pushed back, her tongue leaving her mouth and entering his
.
Fire
shot through his body, in response to the kiss.
He pulled back and murmured against her.
“My G
od, you taste good.
My sweet Andy.”
She sighed as he took her mouth again.

His hand squeezed at her hip pulling her closer to him, Andy’s arms slid up and around his neck, her fingers playing with the hair above his collar.
Ian ached in a thousand different ways needing her hands on more than just his hair.
His hand
drifted over her hip and ended up
on her stomach when he finally broke the kiss.

“Mmm, Andy.”
H
e
allowed
his head fall back a little
into her hands
as she played with his hair, a gentle purr coming from his throat
.
Eyes drifting shut,
he breathed deep to catch her scent
.
T
he musky smell of her arousal hit him and he shivered
deep down in his body
.