Page 100 of What About Us

“What’s wrong?”

I smile and continue brushing my fingers through her hair. “Nothing at all. I’m here with you, so everything is perfect. Go back to sleep.”

“Are you having trouble sleeping?” she asks as she shifts, urging me onto my side so we’re lying facing each other, our legs tangled.

“Only a little. I’ll drift off again in a few.”

She pushes her fingers into my hair, brushing it off my forehead, and then over my scalp and down my neck.

“I’m right here,” she says softly. So fucking soothingly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I want to make her promise. To swear that she’s mine forever and she’ll never just bug out.

“I’ve got you, sweet man. Just relax with me and sleep.”

Her fingers, her voice, her words are so fucking soothing, and my eyes feel heavy.

And I can’t fight as sleep pulls me under.

Someone is riding my cock.

“Fuck, Xander,” Ivy whispers as I open my eyes and my hands palm her ass. My girl is on top of me, riding me, squeezing around me, and I’ve found heaven. “Good, you’re awake.”

“For fuck’s sake.”

She pauses. “Bad?”

“No.” I chuckle and pull her down so I can kiss the fuck out of her. “Best ever. Jesus Christ.”

“I woke up and you were hard.” She circles her hips, and I suck in a breath. My hands glide up her sides to her tits, and my thumbs ghost over the tight peaks as she braces herself on my chest and moves up and down, squeezing the fuck out of my dick.

“We need to . . . God, just like that, baby . . . wake up like this every goddamn day.”

“Mmm.” She lets her head fall back, and her hair dusts over my thighs. Her tits jut out, her pussy clenches down, and fuck my life, I’m going to come already. “So good. So fucking good.”

“Look at me. Eyes on me, Ivy.”

She complies, her baby blues are heavy lidded, and she bites that plump lower lip.

“Fuck.” I hold her gaze as she starts to lose her rhythm because she’s going to come, so I grip her hips and keep her steady. “That’s it, love. Come all over me. Make a mess, sweetheart.”

“Holy shit,” she groans and bears down, clenching my cock like a goddamn vise, and pulls my own orgasm out of me.

“Goddamn.” I rock up, and then I yank her down into my arms so I can hold her to me as I continue to come inside her. “Jesus.”

“Good times.” She smirks and bites my pec. “Welp, that was fun. I have shit to do.”

She tries to roll off me, but I lock her down and flip her beneath me.

“I feel so used,” I grumble against her lips before nibbling on them.

“Aww. Poor baby.” She looks so fucking pleased with herself as she grips onto my ass. “Don’t worry. We’ll be back here again later. But first, I have to get ready for this big shindig tonight.”

I glance at the clock. “That’s not for about twelve hours, Red.”

“Tell that to Brit. The woman has us in appointments all day. You won’t even recognize me when they’re done with me.”

I narrow my eyes and brush my nose over hers. “I’d recognize you anywhere. Always. In this life and the next one.”