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It was sweet of Ivy to worry about me, but she didn’t need to. “I’m sure you’re the one. I can feel it.And like I said before, I’ve met Iris. I felt nothing. A love spell might trick me into feeling something for you, but it can’t make me not feel something for her if she’s the right one.” I’d looked that up, too. “I felt something the moment we met, Ivy. I felt nothing with her…except disappointment that it wasn’t you.”
I really didn’t want to talk about this anymore. “Tell me: if that love spell hadn’t gone off and you’d met me at the gala as yourself, would you have gone home with me?”
“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “I was totally thinking about it.”
I smiled. “Well, there you go. That’s good enough for me.”
It seemed to satisfy her as well.
We spent the rest of our dinner planning next weekend’s excursion to my forest, including a grocery list. Ivy said she was a beef and seafood kind of girl, and I took quick notes on what to buy for the trip.
I asked her what type of movie she would like me to bring. To my delight, she revealed her secret obsession for sci-fi horror movies, especially the classics.
“Are you sure you want to rewatch the Aliens series in the middle of the woods?” I asked.
She laughed. “The setting is completely different! But good point. That rules out The Thing, too. Maybe The Chronicles of Riddick series is a better idea. More space-westerny, less chest-bursty.”
“You just want to ogle Vin Deisel’s muscles,” I said jokingly.
She gasped dramatically. “Oh no! My plan has been discovered.” Then she reached over the table to squeeze my arm. “Don’t tell Vin, but I think you have the better body.”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
“Seriously, Vin Deisel was the only way I was able to get Iris to put those movies on when we lived together. She’d want to watch a chick flick, and I’d be all like, ‘but he’s half naked.’ Worked every time.”
I laughed. More proof that she was the right sister, not Iris. I didn’t think I’d survive a chick flick. I needed action and fighting and explosions.
We finished the meal by sharing a refreshing passionfruit mousse before returning to my place.
We made it to the bed this time. Barely. Her sweater and dress didn’t. Neither did my clothes.
My gorgeous city nymph lay on my bed in the world’s sexiest lace-trimmed bra, matching underwear, a garter belt, and those sexy as fuck seamed stockings. It was amazing what a single line down the back of each of her legs did to my cock. I’d never been a leg guy, but I was reconsidering it now.
I knelt on the mattress to admire the view. She had a mischievous look on her face as she lifted her shapely leg and pressed a silky, nylon-covered foot against my cock. The need to fuck her, claim her, possess her, had me clenching my jaw as she rubbed me with her foot.
Fuck, she was going to be the end of me.
“You little tease.” My words were a low growl.
I picked up her foot, brought it to my lips, and kissed her toes. Then I continued up her leg, worshipping every inch of her. My cock, hot, hard and heavy, dragged against the sheets. By the time I reached the V of her legs, a patch of wetness was spreading over the scrap of fabric that covered her cunt.
I smiled when I realized that I could take off her underwear without removing her garter belt and stockings. That was sexy as fuck. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t known of these things before. I was knowledgeable in the ways of the female body, but Ivy clearly had something to teach me.
I slipped the damp garment off and tossed it to the foot of the bed before burying my face in her honeyed sweetness. She was already aroused and ready to go, and her clit was swollen and easy to find.I lapped at it with firm, consistent pressure.
Her fingers found and tightened at the base of my horns. It wasn’t really an erogenous zone, but I still liked having it touched. It felt good, and best of all, I knew she was doing it was because she was overwhelmed with desire.
It wasn’t long before she was writhing underneath me, her head tossing from side to side.
I crawled over her body, cock in hand. I lined us up and plunged into her warm, wet depths.
Chapter 13
Ivy
It was the hottest thing ever seeing Shane so wild and uncontrolled, and I loved it. He lined us up and drove in, not giving me any time to get used to his size this time. That was okay; I was soaking wet, and I didn’t mind the slight sting of pain as he stretched me wide. It only added to the pleasure.
He was impossibly long and thick, and filled me so completely that it felt like I had no room for anything else. I gritted my teeth in an attempt not to cry out but failed, and ended up letting out a scream that I stifled against his chest.
