Page 103 of Ivory


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“Do you… have any idea… how truly stunning you are?” He brushes his fingertips over my nipple and I whine. His hips lift, urging for friction. “Mmm…fuck, tell me what you want, baby love. Tell me how I can please your sweet, hot body.”

Dazed, I’m practically collapsing into him, stammering and gasping for air. “Are you… begging?”

“Fuck yes… please.” He brushes his thumb over my nipple and I shudder. “Please let me worship you, gorgeous…please please please.”

God… damn.

Dios, what the… fuck.

Trembling, I take his other hand and bring it around, placing it on my ass. He releases a shiver of breath, riding on a humming groan. Arching up to me while I push down on him until he grunts.

“God…ffuck,” I gulp as he treasures my chest, petting me in slow caresses.

My nipples, swells of muscle, down to my navel, while his other hand palms my ass, still so gently. Almost…toogently.

This behavior is just throwing me the hell off.

Who is this man?? This is not what I expected. In so many ways, but I just don’t understand how or why…

“You’re gonna have to say it, my sweet…” He hums, almost tauntingly. As if he’s reading my mind… “I need to hear the words.”

He wants verbal consent…?

What dimension am I in??

Whining, almost petulantly, I shake my head, dropping my lips to his throat. Licking and kissing, but mostly hiding.

He tastes so good…

God, fuck, what am I doing?

Can I reach my knife…?

The hand on my chest runs up slowly to brush through my hair. “I like being teased by you, precious. And I like teasing you.” His voice is rough, but youthful with some humor that feels way too light for someone so dark. I lift my face to gaze down at him. “I’ll wait forever if I have to.”

Fingers absentmindedly tracing the tattoo on his chest, I simply stare.

He’s wide open right now,exposedfor me.

What about this feels so… real?

This doesn’t feel like an act, and it’s coiling me into an even tighter knot. I’ve been bound for years because of this man. Waiting for my moment to unravel and release.

I need this.

I need my… release.

On the cliff, with flames licking my back, I leap off the edge.

I press my mouth to his…And I soar.

“Fuck,” I mewl between his unfathomably soft lips, instantly unleashed. Grinding into him desperately while I suck and whimper, “I want you…”

I’m fuckingflying.

He groans, holding my jaw as I cling to him, kissing furiously. “Sweet, sweet thing…Mmff, you are irresistible.”

“Fffuck me… T-touch me.”