38. Ivy Thompson
IVY THOMPSON
I ’m well aware that my head is resting on JJ’s shoulder.
I’m well aware we’ve been sleeping in this position all night.
He held me tight. He brushed his fingertips over my skin in slow circles. He pressed a kiss to my forehead as my eyes fluttered shut and I drifted off into a perfect night’s sleep.
It wasn’t late when JJ barged into my room, shortly after I sent him the picture. But it’s safe to say once wasn’t enough. We laid there for a while, enjoying the naked feel of one another, then one kiss led to more touching and more touching led to more fucking.
JJ bent me over my desk, and I watched all my belongings fall to the floor. Then I turned around, sank to my knees, and opened my mouth.
Never have I felt so alive.
Never have I felt so in control.
It felt relieving to let go. I practically handed my trust over to him. Whatever he did, I knew it would be pleasurable. He possessed me and took charge, and I submitted. Without hesitation.
I’ve been awake for the last thirty minutes, but I refuse to open my eyes. I might not have been able to admit it to myself before, but I’ve wished for this moment more times than I can count.
And besides, I don’t want to wake him up after the performance he gave last night. I bet he’s tired.
My core certainly is.
I flick my eyes open for a brief second, and JJ’s head turns as if on cue, his body twisting around me as he stretches. His lashes flutter open, exposing those beautiful blue eyes in my direction. His sleepy face makes my heart quiver. I didn’t get this experience last time. Now I wish I stayed.
JJ offers me a lazy smile, those eyes shutting for a second before opening again. He flicks his gaze across my face and leans down to peck my cheek, my chin, my neck.
Heat spreads everywhere. If he struck a match, I’d be up in flames.
“I’m pleased to know you’re not a serial up-and-leaver,” he says through his deep, sleepy voice. “I was worried I’d wake up in an empty bed.”
“Not this time,” I whisper, finally finding my voice.
He twists his arm underneath my head and shuffles me half on top of his chest. My bare breasts press against his torso, and I try to ignore the negative thoughts, especially after he witnessed my naked body last night and looked at me as if I were the most expensive painting in the world.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, brushing my hair away from my eyes.
I purse my lips, attempting to pull the covers up to hide my naked back. JJ clocks it, and his arm becomes tighter around my waist.
“After last night, I thought you’d know better than to try and shield yourself from me,” he murmurs into my temple. “Unless you need reminding?”
My lips tremble at his words. I glance up at him, my heart pounding against my ribcage. “Not yet,” I say timidly, and he smiles, his eyes flicking down to my lips.
“Good,” he says heavily. “Because I would have been doing something terribly wrong.”
I press my hand to his chest, slide it up over his collarbone, and clasp the side of his jaw. “You did absolutely nothing wrong,” I find myself admitting. “Everything was… perfect. Like the first time.”
The corner of his mouth twitches in amusement. “Perfect?”
My lips press together in a soft hum. “I came lots of times, it doesn’t get better than that.”
JJ exhales a low and throaty laugh, which spreads warmth through my entire soul. “True.” He nods, a glint of arousal playing in his eyes before kissing my chin again. “You sure you’re okay?”
“I feel safe with you,” I blurt.
JJ’s hand stills on my bare back, and the room turns silent for a moment. “And I’d be an entire failure if you didn’t.”
I release a quiet sigh. The scar over my chest begins to throb, and I know my body is trying to tell me something.
I trust JJ, of course I do. I want to open up and tell him everything that happened with Ben.
Why I am the way I am, and my stupid insecurities that come along with my trauma.
But I don’t want anything to ruin this moment.
My head shifts on his chest, and I rest my chin on his muscly shoulder. JJ looks down at me and brushes back my hair with his fingers, over and over. “I know you’re waiting for me to talk about my past,” I whisper.
JJ’s brows crease. “I’m not entitled to anything, Ivy,” he states simply. “If you want to tell me, then I’m ready to listen, but if you don’t, then that’s your decision. Not mine.”
“I want to tell you.” I flick my eyes down to the curve of his neck and along his collarbone. “I want to share that part of my life with you because I trust you. I think it will help you understand why I’ve been putting this off, and why I think the way I do.”
He places his hand under my chin and tilts slowly, our eyes meet, and I melt at the security and comfort that lies there. “Even so.” He shrugs lightly. “If you’re not ready, then you’re not ready. I’m still going to be here.”
“I’m almost ready,” I admit. “But after last night, my head is a little clouded with other thoughts.”
JJ’s other arm snakes around my back, and he hugs me close, our hearts pounding in unison. “Then I’ll be here to listen when you are.”
When I take a breath this time, it’s like a thousand tonnes have fallen off my shoulders, giving me a chance to stand tall. I might not have told him what happened, but openly declaring I want to, that is a step I never thought I’d take.
I haven’t spoken about it in years. Only to my therapist.
JJ takes my hand and twists my palm towards him before kissing the centre of it. Butterflies flicker across my sternum and down to my stomach at the soft gesture. I can’t take my eyes off him. He’s so effortlessly handsome, I can’t believe he’s here in my bed.
“Is this good enough proof that I want you?” I plead before he places my hand down in the middle of his chest. “And that I’m ready to try.”
JJ’s eyes light up and simmer as he nods. “Kiss me.”
I swallow back the tight lump in my throat. How am I nervous to kiss him when he was deep inside me last night? My eyes flick down to his lips, and I’m not surprised to find a proud smirk lying there. He knows exactly how he affects me and he’s living up to every moment.
I slowly shuffle upwards, our lips hovering over one another’s. He glances down at my mouth, still smirking, and my head spins. His hands glide up my bare legs and ass before he grabs my waist and forces me to straddle him.
I gasp when my core touches his cock. He’s not wearing any clothes either. He’s hard and warm and I bite my lip as it rolls down the centre of my pussy. I shudder, and he clasps the back of my head with his hand. “You’re hard.”
He’s staring at me with dark, hooded eyes, breathing heavier than before. “That’s a given when I’m around you.”
My lips tremble at his words. Our mouths brush, and I clasp the side of his jaw. The kiss is instantly deepened as he dips his tongue inside my mouth and bites down on my bottom lip. I hiss and he smiles, twisting his head to plunge his tongue deeper.
Somehow, I find my hips rocking against him, planting his cock against his stomach as I slide up and down his length. What the fuck am I doing? I don’t even know, but I love it.
God, I love it so much.
“JJ—” I moan into his mouth when my clit grows bigger.
“Holy fuck,” he groans into the kiss and fists my hair.
I glance down as JJ’s fingers knead into the flesh on my thigh with one hand. His eyes are dark like onyx, not a speck of blue in sight. “Fuck, princess,” he rasps. “That’s it. Use me. Make yourself come all over me.”
Tears swell in my eyes as I rock harder, faster. My clit grazes the ridge of his tip and I clench my core, my stomach, everything . “Oh fuck,” we exhale at the same time as he stares at me with hungry eyes.
“Come on, Ivy. Don’t you want to come for me? I know you want to,” he grumbles darkly as I grind harder.
My hand latches onto the base of his throat, and I pin his neck down to the bed as his cock twitches against my pussy. “I want you to come,” I whisper breathlessly. “I want you to come for me, too.”
JJ’s eyes flare up at me as he tightens his fingers in my hair, both of us whimpering and groaning. “Princess,” he says through gritted teeth. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
My entire body jitters as I rock forward again. “Then come for me,” I gasp as I roll over his tip and back again, and we both release a moan. “Oh god, I’m close.”
Close is an understatement. Everything lights up, and my world is somehow brighter, livelier. Even my mind goes silent and allows me to have this moment of pure bliss and harmony.
He tugs my head down to him, and our lips collide. The second we touch, I burst around him. I see stars, I see moons, I see the entire galaxy as I grind my orgasm out on his throbbing cock.
“Fuck, Ivy,” JJ says through gritted teeth. “Take it. It’s yours.”
When I moan a little too loud, JJ slams his lips to mine again. The sound is muffled as I whimper into his mouth, and when he bites my bottom lip, he groans out the pleasure of his own orgasm, coating his stomach.
“Oh my god,” I cry out, pressing my forehead to his chest.
“Fucking hell, Ivy,” he groans as I lift my head. “You are?—”
A knock at my bedroom door startles me. JJ’s mouth hangs open, and we stare at each other with wide eyes. “Ivy?” Finn’s voice floats through the door. “You awake?”
“Shit, shit, shit,” I chant quietly before jumping off his body. My legs tremble as I step back, now feeling uncomfortable with the wetness between my legs. “Get up.”
JJ leisurely lies back against my pillows, one hand behind his head like he’s at a five-star hotel. I reach for my robe and wrap it around my naked body, his eyes following my movements.
I grip his clothes and throw them at him. He’s smiling smugly again. “ Get up ,” I hiss under my breath.
He sighs and starts to put on his clothes, until Finn knocks on the door again. “I can hear you shuffling around in there,” he says as the door handle twists.
My eyes almost lurch out of my skull. I shove JJ into my closet with his clothes and shut the door firmly. I hate that he’s enjoying this. Granted, sneaking around should be fun, but not when I know Finn might actually murder JJ if he finds out.
I run to the door and grab the handle, keeping it slightly ajar as Finn’s face appears. “Do you mind?” I say as I catch my breath. “I was getting dressed.”
He blinks once, taking a step back. “Yeah, sorry.”
“What do you want?”
“Have you seen JJ?”
My mouth turns bone dry, and I somehow manage to shake my head. “No,” I exhale slowly. “Why?”
He shrugs. “He’s just not in his room. Not answering my texts. Just wondering if he’s okay because it seems like he didn’t come home last night.”
My eyebrows rise. “Oh.” I clutch my robe tighter to my chest. “Now that I think about it, I’m pretty sure I heard the door shut early this morning. Maybe he went for a run or something.”
Finn’s brows crease, but eventually he nods. “Alright.” He steps away. “Thanks.”
I shut the door and take a calming breath. My head flicks over my shoulder as I see JJ emerge from my closet, a tissue in hand as he cleans up the mess he left on his abdomen. His trousers are on, but he’s still shirtless, and those muscles and tattoos never miss a beat. They’re fucking beautiful.
He strolls straight up to me and takes my face between his hands, then he kisses me. Deeply, passionately, fiercely. For a second, I forget my brother almost caught us because being wrapped up in JJ is like forgetting the world exists entirely.
We part gently and he stares down at me. My chest shudders. “JJ,” I whisper. “You need to go. Finn will get suspicious, and I really don’t need that right now.”
JJ hums and pecks my lips one last time. He drops my face and walks towards the door until I press a hand to his chest. I shake my head, pointing to the other end of my room. His eyebrows rise as he follows my direction.
“The window?” he says in disbelief.
I fold my arms over my chest and raise a brow at him.
“Wow,” he chuckles to himself. “Talk about the walk of shame.”
“Do you want your head on a stick?”
JJ’s lips swish to the side in an amused smile. He leans forward again and kisses my lips, this time longer and softer. “I’ll take my chances, princess.” He winks before opening my bedroom door and scoping the hall before shutting it behind him.
I stare at the wooden door for a moment. When I don’t hear shouting or a physical altercation, I take a breath of relief.
Let’s pray JJ has a good backup story of where he was last night.