Page 21 of In League with Ivy


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She giggled and stepped out onto the cobbled alleyway stamped with a flashing blue light.

Off we went into the night, arm in arm, chatting and laughing as though we’d known each other forever. Strangely, it felt like that.

We stumbled through the door to my apartment, and even before I could say the word bed,I’d unbuttoned her dress and unzipped my jeans.

Ivy wiggled out of her dress down to a lacy pink bra and thong, and as I salivated from ogling her lithe, curvy body, I nearly tripped out of my jeans. She giggled again. I loved that sound. Sure, I was a clown, but it was worth it just to hear her laugh.

Ivy helped me; my fingers were like rubber as I tried to undo buttons. As her eyes burned into mine, she slowly undressed me, one button at a time.

My dick engorged as she teasingly ran her hands down my chest all the way to my bulging briefs.

Breathing heavily, I cocked my head. “Take them off.”

Wearing a skimpy bra and panties, Ivy dropped onto her knees and freed my dick, resting it on her cushiony palm. Her slender, soft hands stroked and pulled it as she licked her lips.

My pulse raced from the thrill of anticipation.

Her fleshy pout sucked on my dick, and her little pink tongue licked the creamy head like an ice cream.

“Ooh, God, that feels good,” I said, almost collapsing.

She opened her mouth wide and swallowed my dick deeply, while her pretty eyes peered up at me.

I dipped my fingers into her bra and fondled her firm, warm breasts. Her nipples were so erect, and my tongue dripped with saliva.

I removed my dick from her luscious lips. It had already started to throb and burn. “I’m really sensitive tonight. It’s been a while.”

I was always sensitive around Ivy. She had a sixth sense when it came to sucking me off.

“Like one week,” she said, raising an eyebrow.

I flashed a weak smile. “Well, I’m kinda addicted to this body. And I like your fire.” I ran my hands over her smooth contours. “I jerked off to my phone this week.”

“Let me guess—Porn.com?” she asked with a wry grin.

“Nope. The Ivy smut collection.”

She giggled as I led her by the hand to my unmade bed.

“You’ve still got those?” she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

I looked at her as if she’d asked if I liked licking her out, which was only one of my favorite pastimes when it came to Ivy’s pussy. “What do you think? I’d never get rid of those.”

She frowned. “Really? Even when we were broken up?”

“Well… I missed you.” I ran my hand up her toned thigh to her panties then rubbed the wet silky fabric over her crotch.

Her eyes misted over as she released a breathy moan. I hooked my finger on the inside of her panties and slipped them off. As I regarded Ivy in all her naked perfection, my breath hitched. She’d removed her pussy hair.

“So you jerked off to my smut collection while we were broken up?”

I studied her. Her eyes danced with mischief, which came as a relief in a way. Ivy loved to tease.

“Yep. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” That was the surprising truth—so much so that I remained serious, despite her contagious smirk.

“You missed this, I suppose,” she said, opening her legs.

Her seductive pink slit set off a growl in my chest. I could barely think, let alone speak. My dick ached. It wanted in. Now. “Oh, fuck yeah.”

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