Page 87 of Loving Ivy


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“I liked what I was doing,” she whispered in my ear.

I smiled down at her pouting mouth. “Babe, I did too. And if you kept going, I was going to come in your mouth.”

“Oh.”

Her mouth formed anO, and I kissed it as my cock notched at her entrance.

“Well, I’ve never done that, but maybe?”

Damn, this woman. “Another time. Okay, Ivy? Because I really wanted to you to get off too, and we’re in a bit of a time crunch.”

To that she simply nodded, then wrapped her legs around me, pulling me toward her, welcoming me inside.

We groaned in unison.

I wasn’t a terribly spiritual person, but this felt like coming home, finding my place, all that bullshit. I hadn’t been lying the last time we’d had sex. It had been a while. But that didn’t mean Ivy was my first. There had been plenty before her, including Rachel. Ivy was the only one I’d had this feeling with.

I didn’t want to examine it too carefully.

I pulled out slowly, dragging my cock against Ivy’s pulsing center, and angled again, wanting to hit her g-spot. She clenched more, but not enough. I looked up, grabbed a pillow, and pulled her against me, sliding the pillow under her ass.

Pulling out and entering again at this angle, her breath caught. “Fuck,” she whispered.

I grinned. Getting Ivy to curse was like winning the lottery. We were on our way. My mouth crashed to hers, and her tongue immediately slid into my mouth. I sped up my thrusts, working to build her climax while beating mine back. I’d had a head start thanks to her mouth, but I couldn’t go before she did.

I pulled back on a gasp. “Babe, need you to get there,” I said, trying to hold back, tingles racing up my spine. My balls were tightening. Dammit.

She arched up, grinding her pelvis against me. “I’m close, Jake.”

“Touch yourself, babe. Get there,” I murmured, placing my mouth on her breast and waiting to see if she would. Her eyes shot to mine, uncertain at first, but then her hand snaked between us, and I felt it between our pelvises. Her fingers began to swirl, and I felt her channel tighten around me. I worked to hold back as I continued to thrust.

Within a minute, her breathing changed. “Jake,” she gasped. “I’m there.”

“Let go, baby,” I said as I bit down on her nipple. At that, she arched up and gasped my name as her body rippled with her climax.Thank fuck.

Ivy’s hand dropped off to the bed behind her, and I thrust through her orgasm a few more times before following her over into bliss. My body shuddered into hers, and sweet relief swept over me. I watched her as I climaxed, her eyes locked on mine. I felt bare in front of her, everything heightened. I dropped my head to hers, pulling her into an embrace.

I rested for a moment before realizing I was likely crushing her, and I rolled to the side, bringing her with me.

After a moment, her eyes fluttered open and met mine. “Wow,” she whispered.

I laughed and kissed her nose. “Yeah, wow about covers it, Ivy.”

She looked away for a moment, vulnerability clearly written all over her face.

“Ivy,” I said, getting her attention. “What’s going through that gorgeous mind of yours?”

She took a breath, and I could almost see her steeling herself for whatever she was going to say. “Um, I mean, I clearly don’t have tons of experience, but is it that way every time for you?” The flush lit over her cheeks and down her chest.

Rolling her to her back, her hair flowed out in waves over her yellow-and-white floral bedding. I pressed a kiss to her chest and met her eyes. “No. I’m not bullshitting in the slightest when I tell you that it has only been this good with you. And I’m not even going to try to figure that out right now. I’m just going to enjoy it.”

With that, I pulled away and stood, moving to the hallway bathroom to ditch the condom.

Coming back in the room, Ivy was sitting up against her headboard, her gray duvet pulled up to her chest. She watched me cross to the bed and climb in.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

I looked at her, trying to puzzle out where she was now. “Well, by my calculations, we have somewhere between ten to twenty minutes before they come back. So I figured we could talk about the toy box you have in the drawer over here.”