18. Ivy
EIGHTEEN
Ivy
“Would you like to come inside?”
My voice trembles slightly as I stand there with Xaden. It’s nerves and excitement blending into one.
“Yes.”
Xaden certainly knows how to be direct, and as I smile, biting my bottom lip, he scoops me up in his arms and walks toward the door.
I do my best to get it open without him putting me down, which is a bit hilarious if I’m honest, but the moment we’re inside, the solid kick that Xaden delivers to shut the door is a huge turn-on.
Grinning, I look down at Xaden from my happy location in his arms, and he smirks back, gesturing with his head for me to ditch the layers.
His lips find my neck the second my scarf is off, and I toss it to the side. The coat is next, which is a fucking task.
But Xaden pins me to the wall near the door, making it possible for him to help me with the sleeves.
Another garment flung to the floor, Xaden yanks me back against his chest, crashing his lips against mine. He walks us deeper into the house.
“Last door,” I mumble against his lips, “on the left. And…protection’s in the nightstand.”
He takes the directions and finds my bedroom. Shoving the door open with his foot, Xaden carries me to the bed.
Turning around so that his back is to it, Xaden sits down on the mattress, and I straddle his lap. His warm palms skirt up the outside of my legs until he finds the hem of my dress and begins to hike it up.
It’s up and over my head in a flash, and Xaden’s mouth goes straight to my breast as he pulls the straps of my bra down my shoulders.
Neither of us can be patient, it seems, and I groan low as he sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“Ugh, Xaden. Oh, yesss…”
The word drags out into nothing as Xaden devours me, and my eyes roll back from the blissful sensations.
“Goddamn, Ivy. You taste like fucking heaven.” Pulling back slightly, Xaden gets me to stand, his fingers hooking in the top of my tights and panties. “These need to go.”
He tears them from me in a whoosh, and suddenly, I’m naked. The nervousness of before is gone, however, and I quickly help Xaden to shed his clothes as well.
I can’t help but notice how his erection springs free, and I can feel my pulse in my pussy. Xaden sits back down on the bed, and I expect him to pull me forward and onto his lap so that I can seat myself on his length.
Sliding backward, though, Xaden moves toward the head of the bed, his eyes beckoning me to follow after him. I do, and he shocks me once again as he hoists me back up so that I’m standing over him, leaning against my headboard.
“What are you?—”
But the question is cut off when Xade lifts my leg so that I’m resting my knee on top of the headboard, my back arching as I look down over my shoulder at him.
Looking up at me with a wicked smirk, Xaden sits with his back against the headboard between my legs. His mouth goes straight for my seam, exploring me with his tongue and fingers.
A tiny yelp escapes me at the sudden sensation, but I melt into it, my eyes rolling shut. I’ve never tried this type of position before, basically standing over Xaden as he greedily eats my pussy.
It’s fucking incredible.
“Holy shit, Xade.” I breathe harder, already approaching an orgasm. “Ugh, that’s so good .”
He hums against my flesh, and the vibrations are perfection. Every time Xaden and I crash together like this, it’s better than the last.
As my body trembles from the fantastic sensations building through me, Xaden’s tongue paying particular attention to the sensitive bud at my tip, he slides two fingers deep inside me.
I clamp down around him, moaning loudly. I’m so close already, and he thrusts in and out of me, hooking that bundle of nerves at the top of my walls.
“That’s my girl,” Xaden pulls back enough to say, and I find myself nodding frantically as he continues to pleasure me. “Come for me.”
His words go straight to my core, and as his tongue glides over me again, I tumble off that edge, climaxing hard. It rakes through me with so much intensity, but I manage to gaze down at him as the waves crest over me.
Xaden works his erection with one hand, stroking up and down, and it’s enough to have my orgasm flaring right into another one.
I’m impossibly slick and gasping when it backs off some, and Xaden brings me down to my hands and knees as he shifts behind me, the tell-tale tear of a condom opening accompanying a brief pause.
In one clean thrust, he’s sheathed deep inside, and I cry out. “Fuck!”
“Such a good girl. You’re fucking perfect, Ivy. Let me hear you.”
I don’t hold back as Xaden plows into me from behind, his impressively thick erection bottoming out as he reaches spectacular depths.
It’s nearly too much, the blunt head of his cock nudging against my cervix, but I love the feel of him, the way this moment is about nothing but us.
My heartbeat stumbles as I realize just how much everything Xaden does for me affects me—matters to me.
God, I…I think I’m in ? —
But the thoughts fly away as Xaden squeezes my hips, barreling into me. I return every rock of his pelvis with my own, and the sensual dance is beyond anything I’ve known.
Suddenly, Xade’s arm scoops under me, pulling me up onto my knees. My back is flat against his chest as he keeps up the pace, now hitting new sensitive areas deep within me.
His fingers go to my breast, pinching my nipple sinfully, as the other goes between my legs. Xaden finds the swollen, slick bud he knows so intimately now and rubs briskly.
“Xade!”
My call echoes off the walls, and I feel him thicken inside me.
“Yes, baby. That’s perfect.” His words light me up, and I never want this to end.
Time blurs into some incomprehensible thing, and as it all swirls with unyielding passion, I crash into another sharp climax. My pussy squeezes down on Xaden’s shaft, and he grunts low as he thrusts harder.
“Ugh, Ivy. Goddamn…fuck,” he grits out, and then I’m filled with warmth.
It’s not quite the same as the previous times, but it’s still wonderful, the pulse of Xaden’s shaft beating against my walls as he comes.
As we come down from the ecstasy and clean up, Xaden pulls me against his side, the two of us lying in my bed and catching our breath. My thoughts go right back to churning, and soon, I can’t keep the words from spilling out.
“Xade…” My heart is pounding, and I can hear how small my voice sounds. “What comes after this? Are we…dating?”
He chuckles lightly, smoothing his hand down my arm as he hugs me against him. “I’m willing to follow your lead. If you want to go with the flow and see what happens, so do I. I just…I don’t want this to end.”
I relax into Xaden’s hold, sighing out a slight laugh. “That’s perfect. I don’t…I don’t want to rush things. But I agree. I don’t want this to end.”
“Good.”
Silence whispers across the room, and I let myself just be there with Xaden. At least, that’s what I try to do. I manage a few minutes before my brain starts churning again.
This is still so new, and it’s very possible that it might not work out. Especially if Xaden is still dealing with what happened to his late wife.
Not to mention that this can still all blow up in my face. If Xaden is done with me, that also means I’ve lost a job.
Money shouldn’t be such a concern, but who am I kidding? Of course, it is. I’m not rolling in the dough, and moving here cost me a pretty penny.
If I lose this job, staying hidden in Red Lodge will be nearly impossible.
You’re jumping to conclusions, Ivy. Just relax. Don’t spoil this bit of happiness you do have.
As with everything in life, only time will tell, and I just have to hope that Xaden can let go of his guilt. I also need to come clean about my father.
But that’s tomorrow’s problem.