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Ivy kept her eyes locked on my mouth. “Hmm. I suppose I could check to see if Amanda has any available rooms.”
“You could,” I said easily. “Or you could stay here.”
Her eyes snapped up to mine and held. “Could I?”
I ducked my head down and dragged my nose over the edge of her jaw, lightly tugging on the edge of her earlobe. Her frame shivered slightly. “If you’d like. I wouldn’t hate having you here.”
“I’ll think about it,” she said airily. I grinned against her skin.
My thumb traced over the edge of her nipple, and she shivered.
“So if I come to this fall festival thing, I can interview your siblings for all the ways you drive them crazy?”
Under my breath, I laughed. “Yes.”
She sighed happily. “That might be the best offer I’ve had since I got here.”
I pulled my head back, eyebrow cocked. “Is it now?”
My hand snuck down and smacked her on the backside. Hard. She yelped, pinching my stomach. “Sir, we did not discuss spanking beforehand.”
I stared down at her mouth. “Can we discuss it now?”
She swallowed. “I might be … amenable.”
My voice was rough when I answered. “Good. That mean you’re staying tonight?”
Her eyes were hazy.
I wanted her to stay. I wanted to have at least one memory of her in this bed. Wanted to know how soft and sweet she was in sleep, what she looked like when she woke.
I wanted.
Slowly, I turned Ivy to her stomach, then kissed down the gentle bumps on her spine. She arched her backside up, and my hands tugged up on her hips while I positioned myself behind her.
“You didn’t answer me,” I said evenly. I pushed her hair over her shoulder so I had an unobstructed view of her back and shoulders and neck while I was behind her. With a gentle nudge, I widened the space between her knees, and she complied instantly.
My lips curled in a slight smile.
“I could be convinced of that too,” she sighed, pressing her forearms into the mattress while I slid my hand between her legs. “Just for tonight.”
I didn’t respond.
Not verbally, at least.
I took myself in hand, teasing her for a few moments, sliding back and forth between her legs until her back arched in frustration and her hands balled into fists on the sheets.
She aimed a fierce glare over her shoulder, eyes narrowing even further when I grinned.
“Ask nicely,” I whispered.
“Oh, fuck you, Cam?—”
I cut her off with a crack of my hand against her backside.
She melted into the mattress with a whimper.
“I think I will,” I said between gritted teeth. So I did, with a brutal drive of my hips. Her whimper turned into a keening moan.
