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“I … wanted to wait until I was with someone who …” Another whimper as she inches closer to her climax.

“Someone who what?”

She ignores me as she edges toward the precipice, so I smack her pretty pink cunt again, causing her to scream out in exasperation rather than discomfort. Her body seems roused by the smacks actually, ignited by the stings. My virgin girl enjoys pain with her pleasure. It’s the sudden halt of friction infuriating her.

“Ugh. You’re the worst, Wells.Please.”

Leaning down, I nuzzle my lips to her ear. “Pleasewhat, Little Storm?”

“Let me come,” she begs—a sight and sound forever imprinted on me.

Jesus.

Ghosting my fingers over her sopping panties that sprang back into place, I tease her into compliance. “Answer me then. What were you waiting for?”

She sighs. “For someone who … don’t know … I’ve never had anyone make me feel both safe and excited, except some mystery guy in a mask.”

Interesting.

A sharp cackle spills out of her. “It’s so stupid when I say it outloud. Might as well tell you I fantasize of being tied up and choked and all kinds of other stuff that make me completely messed up.”

Fuck, she’s making this difficult. I’m frozen with that salacious image tormenting me, balls tightening, cock irate at being caged behind my zipper.

“No, baby. You’re not messed up. Not at all.You’re fucking perfect.But let’s not talk about fantasies right now.” My fingers start moving beneath her wet thong again, slowly massaging and thrusting inside her, as I will myself to be content with just this. I’m not going to fuck her while she’s drunk. “Good girl, answering. Tonight could’ve been so much fun if you’d simply done as you were told.”

Her head rolls against my chest with a groan. “What didn’t I do?”

Having her here like this—nearly naked, hungry, in my arms—like I’ve envisioned a thousand times, is a culmination of unfathomable patience and restraint. And yet, instead of me reaping the reward, I see her on the verge of passing out.

My jaw clicks. “I told you not to get drunk, Ivanna. This might not have been everything you wanted, but I wanted to give you—I had planned on tonight—”

“I didn’t drink.”

Another smack to her weeping heat. “You’reclearlydrunk.”

She throws her fist into my thigh with a grunt, her bony knuckles stabbing my muscle with a sharp jab. “Only had ahalfglass of champagne after you left me.Alone.On ourweddingnight. A real husband wouldn’t … and now, you’re torturing me. But I get it. I don’t mean anything to—”

“The glass was closer to three-quarters empty, but that champagne flute was your only drink?” My every muscle tenses, lungs heavy, stomach burning.

“Yep,” she hisses through gritted teeth. She hums, glancing up at me with a furrowed brow. “Maybe I didn’t eat enough. I do feel weird.”

I start touching her again, softening my tone. “One morequestion, and I’ll let you come, Ives. Do you remember anything that guy said to you?”

“Saidyouwere stupid.” She breaks into giggles. “For not being with me. But he made me feel icky. Was so creepy. Said I reminded him of someone.”

Sickening worry and fury course through my veins. “Did he say who?”

“No, but you said no more questions, Wells.” She arches her back, pushing into my hand to increase the friction.

“Okay, Little Storm. Okay. You did so good. Such a good girl.” I plant a kiss in her hair and pick up my pace, spreading her juices and swirling over her clit in a steady rhythm.

Within a minute, she’s coming undone beneath me, clenching around my fingers, whole body quivering. A goddamn dream.The urge to taste her is nearly killing me, but I’m fairly certain that one taste of Ivy, and I won’t do what needs done. I’d shut us in here for weeks.

I lift my fingers to her mouth. “Clean yourself off me.”

She complies, licking and sucking with a moan, and my cock grows painfully hard.

As she settles from the aftershocks, I snuggle her closer and take my phone from my pocket, sending an instructive group text to Ty, Liam, and Gage.

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