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Leaning over, he wraps his arms around me and hugs me. I’m overcome with emotion at the gesture.
“I love you, son.”
I sigh softly, “Love you too, Dad.”
“Ivy will be right out, I assume. She’s been staring at us through the window since I came out here.”
I laugh, “I noticed.”
Opening the car door, he steps out, “Let’s get drinks next weekend. I’ve missed you.”
I nod and spot Ivy coming out of the house. He walks up to her and pulls her in for a hug and kisses her on the cheek before he heads back inside.
Ivy takes his vacated seat, and I drive off after she buckles herself in.
“Everything okay?” She asks.
Glancing at her, I say, “Yeah. Everything is fine, baby.”
As I pull into my spot outside the gallery, she says, “Are you even going to tell me how it went with DeLuca?”
I laugh, “It went fine mostly. It’s done. I’m free.”
The most radiant smile appears on her face, “Thank God.”
I nod, get out, and walk around to her side, opening the door for her, “I am going to be working for Max and Mia for a little while. I don’t know exactly what that will look like, so I don’t have many details. You’re going to need to trust me if I say I have to leave for a bit.”
We stand on the street outside the gallery, and she jumps into my arms, “I’m so happy, Nash.”
I carry her to the door, unlock it, and disable the alarm. Walking through the door with her in my arms, she says, “We should celebrate.”
After closing the door behind me, I slide her down my body, brush her hair from her neck, and kiss her softly just below her earlobe, “I’ll be celebrating, Princess.”
“How?” She breathes.
“After what you did tonight, I’m going to worship your body in gratitude. Every stroke of my tongue will show you how I feel about you. I will not fuck you until I’m drenched in your sweet cum.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
IVY
He pulls me into the bedroom and runs his knuckles down my cheek, I close my eyes in response, and he growls, “No, Princess. You will watch me devour your sweet body. You will not hide from me.”
When I open them, I’m met with his gaze, which is so intense that I can feel my skin heating.
“Good girl. You’re so fucking good, Ivy. I don’t deserve you.”
“That’s not true,” I say quietly, barely above a whisper.
He grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head, carelessly tossing it on the floor. Without missing a beat, he pushes my skirt to the floor, so I’m standing in nothing besides my pale pink bra and matching lace thong.
Dropping to his knees, he unbuttons his dress shirt and tosses it with my shirt, “It is true. I will spend every day of the rest of my life striving to become the man you deserve.The man who deserves you.”
He presses his face against my panties, “You smell so fucking good, Princess. You smell like you’re mine.”
I whimper, “Nash.”
He gazes up the length of my body until he reaches my face, “That needy little sound makes me lose my mind. It makes me want to pin your delicious body down and force you to make it over and over again, just for me.”
