33. Xaden
THIRTY-THREE
Xaden
Ivy grins like a damned snack as she leans over in the car.
At first I think she might just be teasing me. But then, instead of mounting me like I imagined, Ivy bends herself over the small center console and takes me in her mouth.
The feeling is bliss as she sucks on the head of my cock, her small hand wrapping around the base and moving up and down. And shit, I’m so fucking happy that I have a garage to do this.
I usually don’t park in it, but the fact that I’m “parking” in it with my girl. Hell, I feel like a teenager again.
Pulling Ivy’s hair away from her face, I rock my hips in time with her efforts, and she swallows me down until I’m fully sheathed her throat.
“Oh, fuck, baby. That’s so damn good. Ugh, you’re amazing.”
She hums against me, the vibrations rumbling over my skin, and I groan, gripping her hair like a lifeline.
After a moment, I’m already so worked up that I need her to pull back if we’re going to make this last, and I want to be inside her. Ivy smiles up at me as she maneuvers back to her seat.
“I’ll admit that I thought we would make it inside.”
I smirk back at her, tucking her hair behind her ear as I take my cock in hand and stroke it.
“We still can if you’re not?—”
“No,” she shakes her head with the sweetest damn blush coloring her cheeks, “this is fun.”
“Yes, it fucking is, darlin’.” I reach over across her, nearly standing, and pull the lever on her chair that makes it recline.
“Oof!” She yelps, but it’s followed by a gorgeous laugh. “That works.”
I crawl over to her side of the car, which now feels much roomier with the seats lying back, and I go for the hem of her dress.
“Still feeling flexible?”
Ivy nods, her smirk growing and then disappearing as she rolls her lips between her teeth. She gazes up at me expectantly, and I lift her dress over her hips so that I can yank down her panties.
“I’ve been thinking of tearing these off you all night.”
“They are one of my favorite pairs, so keep the actual ripping to a minimum.”
I nod, gripping the two sections of the waistband on her hips. “Yes, ma’am.”
With that, the annoying barrier between me and what I want is yanked down her legs, and I toss them into the back seat.
“Remind me to get those later.”
She sheepishly looks backward. As she does, I grab Ivy’s legs and lift them up and out so that I’ve got her knees set wide and her glistening pussy on full display.
Before she can say anything, I dive in, tasting and teasing her with my tongue. She’s so damned wet. I know that we were playing, but it does appear like her body is running a bit on overdrive because of the hormones.
The slick, slippery goodness is all over my mouth. Ivy still tastes like a dream, if slightly different.
I swirl my tongue around her clit as I drag a hand down the back of her thigh. When I reach her entrance, I flip my hand and slip two fingers into her warmth.
“Fuck!” Ivy clenches around me, and I can feel a rhythmic pulse take over.
“Oh, sweet girl. Are you coming just from that?”
She nods, her eyes tearing slightly. “So…worked up. So… sensitive .”
I grin against her skin, fucking devouring her for a moment before leaning back to say. “That’s my girl.”
I pump my fingers faster, drawing out more and more from Ivy’s body. Her walls flutter as the sensations rock her, and I can’t get enough.
Making her come, showing her how much I desire her, how much she means to me, is the best thing in the damn world. It completes this part of the puzzle that’s been lacking in me for so long.
“Xaden!”
Ivy arches up off the chair, and I ride that wave of euphoria with her until she’s whimpering lightly for me. As she catches her breath, I lick my lips, grinning down at her.
“Fucking delicious.” She looks up at me, her eyes lidded and her breaths rushing. “Can you handle more?”
Sitting up on the chair’s back, Ivy uses the space the car now offers to turn herself around. She leans on her elbows, her hips coming up and her ass brushing over my cock.
“What do you think?”
The feisty come-on goes straight to my erection, and I take myself in hand, lining up with her entrance. I smooth myself through her folds, coating my dick in her come.
“Oh, goddamn…Xaden,” Ivy groans. “ Please .”
“Anything for you, baby.”
Leaning forward, I thrust my hips toward Ivy, sinking myself up to the hilt into her tight pussy. She squeezes me, and the feeling is utter perfection.
I start up a rhythm, fucking her from behind in my damn car. Teenager, indeed. Ha! We’re fucking nuts. God, I love it.
The sound of our hips meeting and the slide of my cock into Ivy fills the car, and I’ll never get enough of her gorgeous moans.
This woman is mine .
The mother of my child and a breath of fresh air into Daisy’s gray existence.
“I love you so much, Ivy. Oh, fucking hell,” I swivel my hips, circling them while I’m fully seated inside her. “You’re so damn perfect.”
“I love you, too,” Ivy gets out through her heavy breaths, and I grip her hips, slamming her down on me so that we both rush toward that edge. “Oh, Christ! Yes, that!”
I am all too happy to oblige her, and I power into Ivy, claiming her as entirely as I can. These moments of coming together, of connecting so profoundly, so intimately, so primally, bring me so much joy I can hardly stand it.
The entire car bounces rhythmically as we enjoy an altogether different kind of ride. Sensations ramp up, and I can feel that telltale tingle that signals I’m close.
Ivy matches my pace, and I can feel her clamp down around me as she roars into another release. Wanting to see those beautiful eyes of hers, I grab Ivy’s hips to stop us and then sit down in the driver’s seat.
“Come here and sit down this time.”
She grins and is straddling me in a flash. Our movements pick up right where we left off, and I help her to bounce up and down on my cock.
I sink deep, as deep as I can, and Ivy’s head falls back as she cries out. “Fuck! Yes!”
We fly off that cliff together, and my erection kicks inside her as I come, filling her up and coating us both in magnificent warmth.
She rides me until I’m completely spent and then a touch longer as she steals another orgasm. It’s too damned good, and we lean into each other as we come down from the rush.
“That…that was…”
“Incredible,” I offer with a smirk.
Ivy smiles and nods but waves a hand, too. “Yes, and…the first…time I’ve done it…in a car.”
She’s so out of breath, and it’s so sweet, and I’m falling more in love with every moment.
“Haha, oh well, don’t I feel lucky as hell.” She nudges me, but I just chuckle. “And I mean with or without the car sex.”
Glancing up at me, Ivy smiles through tired eyes. “Take me inside, stud muffin.”
“Of course, baby.”
It takes some doing, but we untangle from each other, and I carry her up to the door, bridal style. Ivy just giggles at me, and once we’re inside, I set her on her feet.
“Why, thank you. Oof, man. I think I could eat again now.”
Laughing again, I gape at her playfully. “Again! We were just at?—”
Her phone buzzes, and Ivy tenses a bit. I offer a neutral expression; it’s not necessarily him.
She pulls out her phone, swiping open the screen to see the preview of the message. “It’s my father.”
Well, dammit.
I take the phone and toss it into the catch-all basket on the console table by the door. “Hey, don’t think about it.”
I can see that Ivy is upset, but I’m not about to let that asshole ruin this. “Just ignore him. He’ll get the message sooner or later and leave you alone. Block the number, and let’s move on. Okay?”
She looks up at me like the worry is going to drown her, and I step forward, pulling her into my arms. After a moment, she nods against my chest.
“Okay.”
“That’s my girl.” She chuckles slightly, pulling back to look into my eyes. “How about I run you a bath, hmm?”
Ivy smiles, and while it’s not a lie or a deflection, it doesn’t entirely fill up her features like the best of her smiles do.
“That would be nice. I’m…yeah, I’m a little stressed now.” She shrugs, and I lay a kiss on her forehead.
“That’s what I’m here for. I’ll run you a bath and wash your back. Then, it’s foot rub city.”
Now, the grin is more in place. “You’re the fucking best, Xade. I love you.”
“I love you, too, hun.”
With that, I help Ivy upstairs, and we start the process of getting a bubble bath going, complete with scented oils, candlelight, and a glass of sparkling grape juice.
After the bath, we were both plenty tired and even though Ivy did enjoy half a bowl of ice cream before passing out, she did not uphold her promise to devour it.
In fact, she fell asleep with the bowl on her chest. I was happy to help clean up and ensure that she was tucked in.
I know making a human is pretty damn hard, too. So it doesn’t surprise me in the slightest that she’s beyond beat. As I lie next to her in bed, I drift off to a much-needed sleep.
But it's interrupted just a few hours later when I wake up from the same nightmare that’s been plaguing me these past few weeks.
I shoot up, breathing hard as the images fade.
“Hey,” Ivy whispers, sitting up next to me and putting a hand on my arm, “are you okay?”
“Sorry, babe.” I look at her with a guilty smile, my heart still pounding. “Nightmare.”
“I had a feeling.” She caresses my cheek. “Want to talk about it?”
Freezing up, I shake my head. I don’t know how to breech this topic. All I can think of is how Maeve’s death was my fault.
And now my nerves are yelling at me that tonight was reckless. I could have lost Ivy and the baby as well.
“No, I…I’m sorry. I just…I want to get some rest. Hopefully.”
Ivy kisses me and pulls me into her arms as we lie back. “Okay, Xade. Just know I’m always here for you. I love you, and you can confide in me.”
I grin, feeling how right it is. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
The stillness starts to creep back into the room, but my brain is still a mess of jumbled memories and guilt. I could have killed Ivy tonight, and I did get Maeve killed.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I look down at Ivy; her breathing is already evening out. I know she’ll be asleep properly in just a few minutes. I’m really damn jealous of that.
Still, she’s here. Ivy is right next to me, and she’s holding my arm comfortably. I can trust her to be here for me when I need her.
Just like she knows I’ve got her back.
It might actually…be time to tell her about all this. I fucking owe it to her, after all.
But that’s tomorrow’s problem.
I roll toward her, wrapping my body around hers. Closing my eyes, I let sleep come. If I wake up again, I know that Ivy will be right here.