I looked over her outfit. Her original color explosion was now complemented by a fuzzy pink jacket with a hood that had a unicorn horn coming out by her forehead. She wore purple glitter high-tops, which were untied.
Addie plopped down by Drew’s feet and thrust a foot in the air. “Tie please!”
Drew clearly knew what he was working with because he immediately tied, double knotting, before saying, “Next!” and repeated the same on her other shoe.
Shoes tied, Addie hopped back up calling, “Momma! We’re leaving!”
Ivy came back in, wiping her hands on a towel. “Come here, you.”
Addie wrapped her arms around Ivy as Ivy pressed her lips to Addie’s forehead. “Stay with Drew, Ads. And watch out for Chief.” She glanced at Drew, who for once in his life looked serious.
“I’ve got her, Bookstore.” Then the seriousness disappeared as he gave us a wicked grin. “And I’ll text.”
And with that, Addie grabbed his hand and they headed out the door.
I looked to Ivy and began, “So, did you want to,”—before she jumped on me. “Ooof!” I said as I wrapped my arms around her, not sure whether to thank God for divine intervention or just to go with the flow.
“Sorry,” she said, pulling back and looking up. “It’s just, I’ve missed you. I know I asked for space, but I’m here. You’re here. And I’m so glad you’re okay with moving forward. I feel like we need to take advantage of this.”
I looked down at her in her maddening pajamas, knowing she wore that sweet pink bra below this buttoned-down shirt. Her hair was still up in a messy bundle on top of her head, strands escaping all over. Her blue-green eyes were staring up at me, framed by her lashes as she watched. I could sense she was nervous, like maybe she thought I was going to say no. Like hell. I couldn’t wait to get her to her bedroom.
I pressed a kiss to her lips and pulled back. “Bedroom, Ivy. Now.”
“Roger that,” she replied with something that I think was supposed to resemble a salute.
Shaking my head, I grabbed her hand and we raced for the stairs.
As soon as we hit her room, I immediately spun her around and pressed her body against the door. I reached around her to lock it. I knew Drew said he’d text when they were headed back, but I thought extra insurance was key.
“Where’s your phone?” I asked. I’d left mine downstairs, but I thought Drew would text Ivy anyway. If I had to make a dash for a phone, now was the time.
Ivy’s hands skated under my T-shirt before pushing it up so I’d take over and take it off. “Bedside table, charging,” she said before pressing her mouth to my chest.
I dropped my T-shirt to the floor as I groaned. Three weeks. Three weeks since I’d been in this room with her. Since then, there hadn’t been a moment we were alone. Then the awkward dinner where she’d asked for space and I, like an idiot, gave it to her. However, my dick didn’t give a damn about any of this. He was firmly in themore of that, nowcamp.
I unbuttoned a few of Ivy’s top buttons on her shirt, just enough to loosen it, then up and off, it joined my shirt on the floor. I lowered my head to her collarbone as I licked and nipped my way across. “Fuck, this bra is amazing.” I murmured, feeling her nipples harden under my touch. “You should wear it daily.”
“Bralette,” she whispered. “And I often do.” Her head dropped against the door as I dropped my mouth to bite her nipples through the material. She moaned, and I felt it in my core. I could stay here for hours, worshipping her body. I was so damn glad we were here, but it also felt like there was a ticking clock.
As I took a step behind me toward the bed, Ivy stopped me and locked her eyes on mine. Her hands came to the waistband of my lounge pants I’d worn over here and she tugged, bringing my boxer briefs with them as she pushed them to the floor.
I smiled at her. “Okay, Ivy. Your turn.” I reached for her to push her pants down, or pull this bra thing off, but she stepped back and then sank down on her knees before me. Ohfuck.Her gaze locked on mine, she moved forward and brought her mouth to the tip of my cock. With a sigh, she enveloped as much as she could, and my mind immediately short-circuited. Holy God, I needed a wall, the bed, anything. How was I going to remain standing?
Ivy’s hands came to my thighs as she continued to move, alternating from paying attention to the crown to hollowing out her cheeks and going to town. I gathered her hair and held it in one hand so I could get a good visual. As soon as I did, her gaze found mine again, and I knew all was going to be lost in a matter of moments.
Quickly I pulled back and Ivy popped off.
“Hey,” she said, looking grumpy.
I leaned down and scooped her up, turning and taking a few steps before dropping her on the bed. I yanked her pants and underwear off, then pulled the bra up and off as well, tossing it all behind me. “Condoms?”
She glanced at the side table where her phone was charging. “Drawer,” she muttered. “But—”
I didn’t pause, but pulled the drawer open. Grabbing a foil packet, I paused and looked back to Ivy. “This is quite a collection of vibrators, babe.”
Her cheeks heated up, but she didn’t shy away from looking at me. “Five. Years.”
“Enough said.” I nodded and shut the drawer. I quickly rolled on the condom as Ivy reached up and pulled me to her.
