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“Positive.”
“I don’t believe you.”
She’s pulling me in like a magnet. I don’t give a fuck where we are–I need to have her. I glance over at Brady, who has his back to us as he chats to another surfer. Before I can think twice, I grab Ivy’s hand and pull her into one of the empty change rooms. I barely have time to lock the door before she flies into my arms, her lips meeting mine in a frantic, desperate kiss. Her hands find my hair, knocking my ball cap off in the process of twisting her fingers in. I groan into the kiss as she gives a gentle tug. My hands dip into the curve of her waist to pull her close. To drive home how much I want her, I grind against her, pushing my hard length into her thigh.
I almost blow right in my shorts when she moans into my mouth, the act vibrating around my tongue. I slip my hands beneath her wetsuit to grabher perfect little ass, digging my fingers into the taut flesh. “Are you wet for me?” Another intoxicating sound pushes past her lips as she drops her head back, giving me access to graze my teeth against her neck. “Might want to cover your mouth, Princess. You don’t want your brother to hear how good I’m about to make you feel, do you?”
I pull her in for one more kiss, rubbing my thumb over her swollen lips before I drop to my knees. I peel her suit away from her skin, smirking at the beautiful wet patch I find between her legs. I bury my face against her wet heat, breathing in her arousal, loving that it’smemaking her pussy weep.
She moans my name, and that’s all it takes for me to slide a finger between her slick folds as I suck her clit into my mouth.
She fists my hair as I add a second digit, pumping in and out slowly while my mouth alternates between gentle strokes of my tongue and long, hard pulls on her sweet pussy. I’m so hard it’s painful, but my only concern is her pleasure.
“Oh… oh my… God,” she whimpers. I lift my head to see her clamp a hand over her mouth to soften her sweet sounds. The prettiest shade of pink tints her cheeks as she grinds against my face.
I remove my fingers and replace them with my tongue as her legs begin to quiver. “That’s it, Princess. Come for me.” I give her clit one last languorous lick. A low hum of satisfaction rumbles deep in my chest as her orgasm floods my tongue. Ivy squirms, but I grip her hips and hold her still.
Her soft mewls are music to my ears as I lick and suck and tongue fuck her past her climax, through oversensitivity and on until she starts to shudder in my arms again. “Fuck, Conrad. I can’t…” My blood surges as she gives a sharp tug to my hair, Her soft cries send a chill through my body and straight to my cock.
Only when she’s done convulsing around my fingers do I let myself stand. I wrap my arms around Ivy as she collapses onto my chest. The only sound in the space is our panting, both desperate to catch our breath. My heart is racing. We took a huge risk doing that with her brother not twenty metres away. I bury my head in the crook of her neck and take in a deep breath, inhaling the natural scent of Ivy mixes with her arousal. My cock rubs painfully against my shorts.Fuck. When I’d left home for my run this morning, I had not been expecting this to happen. I wasn’t prepared for what my body desperately wanted.
I brush Ivy’s hair away from her face and press my lips to her forehead. “You’re my newest fucking addiction, Ivy.”
She tenses in my arms before scrambling to push me away from her. She adjusts her bikini before wiggling back into her wetsuit. “This can’t keep happening,” she says, her voice turning cold.
My frustration gets the better of me. “Is this just a game to you?”
“No!” She recoils as if I’d slapped her. “How many times do I have to tell you? It’s. Just. Sex. If you can’t handle that then stay the fuck away from me.” She turns around, reaching for the door, but before she opens it she glares back over her shoulder at me. “Actually, that’s the best idea I’ve had this year. Stay away from me, Conrad. We can’t keep doing this. It’s wrong. Ifmy friends find out about this…”
Her voice trails off and I feel a sudden pang of guilt. She’s right. It doesn’t matter what I do, I can’t take back the things I’ve done in the past. She sets her shoulders and opens the door. “Have a nice life, Conrad.”
I have no choice but to let her go. Once she’s gone, I slide my back down the door and bury my head in my hands. It’s just my fucking luck that I’ve started to fall for the one girl I can’t have. Me and karma vibe like that.
NINE
IVY
MY HEART IS racing. I feel like I’m going to combust when I push my way out of the change room cubicle. I inwardly groan as I bump straight into Brady.
“Where were you?” he asks, looking over my shoulder. My chest tightens and I pray that Conrad has the good sense to lay low until we leave.
“Wardrobe malfunction,” I reply as I shrug into my wetsuit. My whole body is flushed. I’m still quivering with aftershocks from that mind-blowing orgasm. The image alone of Conrad on his knees when he looked up grinning like the devil sends my shivers through my body. The man devoured my pussy like it was his last meal. I need Brady to accept my excuse and move on. He willnotbe happy if he knows what–or who–I was just doing. Especially after our conversation this morning.
“Okay,” he draws out the word slowly.
I finish zipping up my wetsuit and grab my board from his hands before he can ask any more questions. “Let’s hit the waves.”
The cool water feels like ice against my warm skin, and I swallow down the guilt threatening to bubble out of me. I just can’t shake the image of leaving Conrad alone in that change room. Conflicting emotions swirl through me as I paddle out past the break, duck diving under the whitewash. I never should have initiated any of it. But when he stepped in to protect me at the party, something shifted. I might have told him I didn’t want to be saved, but I have to admit that it stirred something inside me. Something that hadn’t been awakened since Lachy left.
As I break through the wave, I sit up on my board and shake my head at myself. What am I doing? I’m not over Lachy–not even close. I don’t need to be adding any extra complications to my life.
And that’s exactly what Conrad Foster is: a complication. Sure, the sex is great–earth-shattering...fuck! Focus, Ivy.He’s nothing more than a rebound, and he needs to stay that way. There’s no way we can be anything more. We come from two different worlds–he doesn’t fit in my picture. I decide that from now on, I’m staying away from Conrad. I’m removing the temptation.
I scoop up a handful of water and splash it on my face, washing all thoughts of Conrad away. I turn my board to survey the waves rolling in.
“I know you’re sick of us asking, but what’s going on with you, Ives? You’ve been really… distracted.”
I refuse to look at Brady. “Seriously, B, let it go. I’m trying to move on like everyone wants me to. Every time you bring it up is just a painful reminder.”
