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A shocked expression crosses her face, “You do?”
If there were anything I could change about Ivy, it's the fact that she thinks she’s unlovable. To her, this is unexpected information. She can’t fathom that anyone could love her.
“Yes, baby I do. I love you for who you are. You don’t ever have to change. I love you, my beautiful girl.”
A solitary tear rolls down her cheek, and her lips curve into a small smile. She takes a deep breath and sighs, “Thank you.”
Relief floods her expression. It perplexes me because this beautiful creature would have boys beating down the door to get to her. If it weren’t for the fact that everyone knows my father won’t let them close enough. My dad is overprotective of the women in the family. Nobody will ever be good enough for them. My one hope is for him to learn to deal with Ivy and me together because I’ll die before I let her go.
“I have a key for you to take with you when you go. It’s for a building downtown. I want you to Uber there tomorrow at two in the afternoon. I’ll meet you there.”
“A building?” She asks.
I smirk at her, “It's a surprise, beautiful. You’ll see when you get there.”
“Will you do something for me?” She asks.
“Anything, Princess.”
She smiles softly, “Lay on your back and close your eyes.”
Ivy sits up, and I pinch her nipple, “What are you up to, naughty girl?”
A moan slips past her lips, “Please.”
I lie back on the bed, my head on the pillow, hands locked under my head, with my eyes closed. Ivy’s movements cause the bed to dip slightly. Lifting my hard cock from my stomach, she lowers herself onto me.
“Fuck!”
She moves up and down my cock, her long hair hanging down, her tits bouncing with every movement.
“Fuck yes, Princess, make yourself come on my cock.”
At first, she was a little uncoordinated, but now she’s riding me like a goddamn porn star. I lift my upper body slightly and hold myself up on my elbows so I can watch my cock move in and out of her tight cunt. Leaning forward, she grips my chest, throws her head back, and screams through her orgasm. Fuck. If I had her gift of painting, this moment is what I’d capture. Ivy isn’t just beautiful. She’s sensual. Erotic.
Sitting up, I gently turn her over to her back and fuck her hard.
“Nash,” she whimpers. “You didn’t like that?” She asks through heavy pants.
“Like it? That was the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking perfect.”
Climbing over her, I stare into her eyes while moving my cock in and out of her pussy, “You’re mine, Princess. Do you understand?”
She breathes, “Yes.”
“It doesn’t matter who has a problem with us being together. You’re mine. Say it, Princess.”
“I’m yours, Nash.”
“Louder,” I growl.
“I’m yours, Nash. Only yours,” she screams.
I come explosively, dumping a massive amount of cum inside her beautiful pussy, with a loud groan.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
IVY
