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And all I could do was hold on as he took the reins, took control and fucked me on his dick.
For long moments, he lifted me and pushed me back down on his length, his focus locked on where his cock was, his mouth parted and desire covering his face.
He pressed me all the way down on him.
“Grind that pussy on me, baby.”
I did what he said and we both gasped at the sensitivity of it.
He tightened his hold on my waist as I started rocking back and forth, my clit rubbing on him, the ecstasy body-numbing. I was going to come again.
“Come on, Ivy. Give it to me one more time, baby.”
And I did just that.
The explosion inside of me had me tossing my head back and crying out. It moved through my entire body, locked up my entire frame, sucked the air from my lungs.
Matthew dug his fingertips into me, and his low, animalistic grunt signaled he’d found his own release.
It felt like a lifetime before reality sank back into me.
I collapsed against his chest, our skin sweaty, our breathing labored. He wrapped his arms around me instantly and rolled over so that my chest was to his side, my arm slung over his abdomen.
Spasms of pleasures still coursed through me and I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against his damp chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating.
After several minutes of silence, and the feel of Matthew stroking his fingers up and down my side, I pushed myself up and stared down at him. For a second he just stared at me, and then lifted his hand to cup my cheek.
“What is it, baby?” he said softly.
I was silent for a moment. “I’m just worried about how all of this will play out with my dad.” I hated that I was thinking about this right after we’d been together. But reality was reality.
“It’ll be okay,” he said softly. “I’ll make sure of it.”
I looked over at him. He was staring at the ceiling, his jaw tense as he looked deep in thought. And then he glanced at me.
“I love you,” I said softly.
He kissed me on the forehead, and I loved this gentleness in him. He was big and strong, tattooed and had a hard edge to him. But when he was with me, he showed this softer side.
“I love you too.” He exhaled slowly and pulled me in closer. “I’ll make sure this works out because I’ve never loved anyone but you, Ivy, and I never will.”
I licked my lips. “This won’t end well, Matthew,” I whispered against him, keeping him close, knowing very well that if people knew about us, if my father found out, this would end badly.
“Mine, Ivy. You’re mine and I don’t care about repercussions. I care about you.” He kissed the crown of my head and pulled me in closer. “The repercussions are a chance I’m more than willing to take. Because giving you up isn’t something I’m going to fucking do.”
17
Ivy
The first thing I felt when I woke up was a feeling of being deliciously sore. I was tender between my legs, and when I lightly parted them as I shifted on the bed, I felt the after effects of what Matthew and I had done dried onto my inner thighs.
Although maybe it should have disgusted me, I felt this heat move over me, the feeling of exactly where he’d been, how deep he’d been inside of me, how much he’d stretched me, slamming into me like a thousand tanks.
He’d claimed my virginity.
My eyes were still closed, so when I opened them I blinked a few times, staring at the ceiling, waiting for my vision to clear. I felt a small smile spread across my cheeks. Being with Matthew last night had been everything I’d dreamed of and fantasized about.
He’d been gentle but fierce, consuming but thorough. He’d made sure I felt just as much pleasure, even more, than he did.
I shifted, expecting him to be beside me, but when I saw emptiness, I felt disappointment fill me. The first thing that came to my mind was that he regretted it, had left, and that he’d leave our house because this would just be too difficult.
I knew things would be hard when my father found out, when we told him. There was no getting around that … there was no going back.
But we were both consenting adults, loved each other, and I wasn’t about to give that up.
I wasn’t about to give Matthew up.
I pushed myself up on the bed, trying to formulate what I would say to Matthew to convince him that he didn’t have to be worried about this blowing up in our faces. But before I could really think of anything, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. A moment later my door was pushed open and Matthew stood there in the entryway, completely bare except for the boxer briefs he wore.
