“Glad we had this chat. Don’t worry, I’ll get the bill,” Cole said. His brother waved to a couple of fans who stopped to take a picture of him over the restaurant railing.
Gabe clenched his hands into fists and exhaled. He wasn’t going to quibble over a buck twenty-five.
“Thanks.”
He waved bye to his brother and started walking toward their condo, stopping by the bakery to buy Ivy her favourite blueberry scones.
As he entered the lobby of their condo, he waved to their neighbours. He loved this place, minutes from the trendy shops, cafes, and restaurants and ten minutes to the beach. The view of the ocean and the North Shore Mountains was amazing.
Ivy had wanted this place so much. The only reason he had to say no to it was because he couldn’t afford the down payment on his own. In the end, he shared her love for their home and was happy he didn’t stop her from buying this place.
He shook his head, clearing away the thoughts as he unlocked their front door.
“Princess, I’m home.”
“Finally! Come and ravish me already!”
Gabe grinned. Ivy was never shy about what she wanted when it came to sex, and he loved that about her. Putting down the box of pastries on the counter, he kicked off his shoes and strode down the hall to their bedroom.
Her short blonde hair was mussed from sleep, and he neededto run his hands through it. She sat cross-legged, naked on the bed, her phone in hand. Her green eyes lit up as he came closer, dropping a kiss on her pouty lips.
“Give it to me,” he held out his hand.
“I need it!” Ivy batted her eyes dramatically. Her phone buzzed in her hand, and she glanced at it, her expression focused and intense.
“Nope. You’re off the clock.” He plucked the phone out of her hand and set it on the nightstand.
She squealed. “No! I had to check the feeds from last night’s gala. It got good press, and everyone’s happy. I did my job.”
“You want a cookie?” Gabe smiled at her.
“No, but I’m hoping you brought home blueberry scones.”
“You know I did.”This woman made him feel like a million bucks, despite what his dad and brother thought of him. She grabbed his shirt pulling him closer.
“I’ve missed you.” Gabe dropped a kiss behind her ear.
“Not as much as I’ve missed you. I haven’t orgasmed in five days.”
“Has it only been that long? We could try for another record. Or you can be good.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” She returned his kiss with fervour, her sweet taste familiar and needed.
Her velvet lips met his, her mouth opening for him, urging his kiss deeper. Her hands swept down his abs to the waistband of his t-shirt.
“You are insatiable.” And he fucking loved that about her. His girl made everything better, washed his brother’s voice from his mind with her touch.He threw off his t-shirt.
Their lips met again, and he deepened the kiss, swallowing her soft moans of pleasure. Ivy had opened his eyes to sex being something more than the clinical experience he had before her.
Then there was the kink.
She had no shame about expressing her kinks, and they had a collection of toys that would rival any BDSM club.
When Ivy first asked him to spank her, Gabe balked at her and said he knew nothing about kink.
“Ask Logan,” she had said. He learned that most of his buddies were in the D/s scene. They had seemed so young then, so hopeful.
Over the years, they explored all the kinks until they found what worked for them. Yeah, life was fun, and he had few complaints.
