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“Ivy Jade,” he barely let out, gliding in and out, our rhythms matching. He awakened every sensation of mine. Both of us were crazed for one another, quivering.

My breath grew short as my eyes started to flutter. It was too late, and my orgasm began spilling over. I needed him to know it was okay to do the same.

“Come inside me,” I said weakly, my eyes piercing shut. “Come now and fill me up, High Jynx.” It was all I could say. I couldn’t hold it in anymore as a new rush of heat spilled out of me—silky and warm. It pooled down to my ass as High Jynx grunted. He leaned over me, biting my neck.

Everything slowed down as his spasms began to quiet, and my legs quivered much less.

He filled me up so good with his cum. Full and flooding. His and mine mixed together.

He didn’t pull out as we kissed and he touched every bit of my body, our breaths panting, our hearts hammering in unison.

“You’re so beautiful, Princess,” he whispered, soft kisses against the nook of my neck. “Please don’t ever let me go.”

CHAPTER 25

Ivy Jade

It may have been windy and really chilly outside, about forty degrees, but I was hot in my bed. I couldn’t stop tossing and turning the last couple of hours since I’d been back and showered. My eyes opened up, and the entire room was pitch black, like I’d been living in some kind of messed-up hell.

Except I couldn’t have been anywhere close to hell, because the sexiest man took me tonight and rocked my world–very literally. If anything, I tossed and turned because I buzzed with so much renewed energy, my body warm with lingering tingles, and if I shut my eyes hard enough, I still felt his size throbbing between my legs.

I wasn’t sure I could take any more of just lying around, though. I needed a glass of water, or something to bring my excitement down. I put on my slippers and set out for the kitchen. I was only in my underwear and matching pink crop top, which, admittedly, lifted a little too high up on my chest when I stretched my arms. It was three in the morning, though, so I wasn’t concerned about running into anyone. Besides, it was far too hot to consider putting on any kind of sweats.

I turned my phone flashlight on as I stepped out into the dark corridor, made my way down the spiral staircase, and into the kitchen. It was almost impossible to see anything, except for the moonlight through the larger arched windows that greeted the open kitchen. I pulled open the fridge for a pitcher of lemon water inside, fetching one of Tallulah’s goblets to pour myself a drink.

I chugged it immediately, my mouth dry from all the wine earlier and sore from kissing High Jynx as hard as I did. So much had happened in such little time. My body ached like I had run a marathon, and it made me feel incredibly alive. Like I was actually living a story I could only read about.

I poured myself another glass. “Ahhhh. Much needed,” I said to nobody. “Shit…” Freezing water spilled off my goblet and onto my shirt. Quickly, I set my phone screen down onto the counter. It acted like a lamp, the light crawling upwards in the dark towards the ceiling, not quite reaching its height. I didn’t want to wake anyone up by turning on multiple lights, and while it was dark as hell, I was far too happy to get spooked out even if I was surrounded by century-old stone.

Footsteps approached, and someone cleared their throat.

Okay, I take back what I said. I was freaking scared now!

Somehow, I found enough courage to snatch my phone, turn it around, and flash it toward the source of the sound by the entrance; I made myself as small as I could.

After a delayed silence, someone spoke.

“Watch where you flash that thing,” I heard Ro say.

My shoulders shot up to my ears.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“Oh my god, Ro! You scared me!” I squeaked, frantic when I remembered I was in my panties. I fumbled to hide behind the counter, reaching my arms down to cover myself. Except, instead of being discreet, I knocked the goblet over, and the hard ting of metal hit the marble, before rolling around its side.

“Jesus! Are you okay?” Ro asked, just as panicked and startled.

“I’m fine! Lower your voice, would you?” I whispered, scolding him.

“Okay. Okay. Let me just get a towel; there’s water everywhere.”

“No. Don’t come back here,” I said, crouching closer behind the counter.

“Why not?” he asked, trying not to smirk.

Despite the handsome look of amusement on his face, this wasn’t funny or cute.

“I’m in my pajamas… I don’t want you to see.”