23. Romeo
Romeo
Ireally thought I was going to tell Ivy Jade right there in the garden. Once she leaned in for the kiss, once her body was pressed against me and her sweet tongue mixed with mine—all I could think about was how much I wanted to tell her.
Well, that, and of course, the rings I still kept a secret.
She looked so fucking beautiful in her dark dress as we walked around the lush garden, and I hadn’t expected any of it to happen. But the way she looked at me was the same way she looked at High Jynx, and I had to tell her what she meant to me. What she meant to… High Jynx.
And then it stopped as suddenly as it started.
“Ivy Jade!” I called out to her as she walked back towards the chateau.
She didn’t look back.
What the fuck just happened? Was it because I was me? Or did it have to do with who I wasn’t? There was no doubt that her mother was putting pressure on her to be something she wasn’t, and clearly I wasn’t a part of that plan. But did that still matter to Ivy Jade?
No. She wasn’t really like that. The last few days I’d spent with her, she’d been so open and unguarded. She was open-minded, especially with High Jynx.
Was that it?
Fuck, it didn’t even occur to me that she didn’t want to mess up whatever she had going on with my counterpart.
I wasn’t sure how that made me feel, because in a way, I still felt like I was competing with another version of myself.
I was one hundred percent me for Ivy Jade here, yet something pushed her away.
What was it about High Jynx? Because he was mysterious?
I hadn’t acted any differently than me, besides maybe flirting a little easier, a little sooner.
I slowly walked back to the chateau as the sun began to set. I needed to be at the Scare Park in an hour. Ivy Jade told me she’d be back tonight, and that was the only thing keeping me going as my legs trudged back upstairs.
I was at the Scare Park right at sunset. I applied my makeup, put on my all-black attire, and finished with my suit jacket.
All the pent-up tension from earlier already had my adrenaline boosted as I ran out and began to skid across the park, scaring every oblivious person I could find. Groups of people laughed after they screamed, cheering me on, and then a few people came to ask for a photo.
“You’re like, so good at this!” a girl, probably in her early twenties, said as she wrapped her arm around me. “You’re all over social media as the hot clown at Thrill Valley!”
I had no idea how to respond to comments like that, so I just nodded and smiled.
Her friend snapped a photo of us, then let go; they switched spots as they giggled.
It was odd, but somehow thrilling, being treated like this.
Then a thought occurred to me—maybe this was why Ivy Jade preferred High Jynx.
Because he was cool, casual, and had people coming up to him asking for selfies like he was some sort of celebrity?
I had to stop thinking about it. Why the fuck am I jealous of myself? It made no sense. If Ivy Jade wanted me, in any way, I’d take it.
I was standing against a metal gate, my arms crossed, searching for more people who were too distracted to see me coming.
That’s when I saw my beautiful Ivy Jade, still in the same dark dress, covered partially by a small coat that definitely wasn’t enough for the chill of the late-October evening.
Her eyes were focused solely on me, walking towards me with a purpose, and I barely even had time to open my mouth before her hands grabbed my suspenders and pulled me close to her.
“Kiss me,” she demanded, her breath shaky as she stared up at me with gleaming eyes. “Please, High Jynx. Kiss me.”
I didn’t care that I was at work, surrounded by hundreds of people coming and going, or that I was willingly misleading Ivy Jade into thinking I was someone else entirely, someone she wanted—I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers.
Her mouth immediately parted for me, and my tongue frantically searched hers as I grabbed onto her waist.
“Ivy Jade,” I whispered as I pulled back, my lips still hovering above hers.
“Can we go somewhere more private? Please?” she asked, her hands still gripping my suspenders, her eyes wide and focused.
I hesitated for a moment. Was she asking just for privacy, or something else?
But my mind immediately went to a secluded, shrubby spot beside the backstage area, a tunnel of dark trees and shadows that hid behind the haunted house where I first saw her run out of. It was the one place where we could be alone. Where no one could find us.
I grabbed her hand and whisked us down the walkway, and all I could think about was Ivy Jade’s body pressed against mine.
Rushing around, being with her all these nights, felt like it was starting to become so obvious to everyone who worked at the park.
I had to play it off like it was part of the show.
“Scream for me, Princess…” I growled in her ear, scooping her up in my arms, tossing her over my shoulder. She folded so easily for me, her legs kicking in excitement.
“Oh my god!” she screamed, and I carried her with ease, stealing her away to where no one would see her. She was mine. All mine. And I couldn’t care less about the moral implications, because all I could feel was my greedy need to take her whole. Nothing else mattered. I was blinded and fucked up.
“Here.” I muscled us into the dark path through the park, yards away, as trees enveloped us. As soon as I sat her down, Ivy Jade peeled off her coat, some expensive piece of fur she haphazardly tossed to the floor.
This wasn’t like her.
She hated the dirt.
She hated having her things be stained and ruined. But none of that seemed to matter to her as she latched onto me.
A sudden flash of guilt hit me like a brick, my brain screaming at me.
Now’s the time, Ro. Now’s the time, High Jynx.
Tell her. Do it! But instead of saying anything, I let Ivy Jade lean over me and push me down.
We both sat on her coat as she anchored her knees on either side of me.
What the fuck was happening, and why was I so fucking weak for her?
My jaw clenched as I instinctively grabbed onto her hips, squeezing, gazing into her beautiful, dark, lustful eyes.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” she whispered as she placed her hands on my shoulders, closing the distance between our lips. “I don’t know what this is, but I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
Then her lips crashed into mine as her hands gripped the back of my hair, pulling me closer to her.
All thoughts left my body—whether this was right, whether this was wrong, whether I was Ro or High Jynx—as I ran my fingers up through her long, thick hair, then trailed a hand down to her ass.
I squeezed tight, and she let out a soft moan, driving me crazy.
“I didn’t bring you over here just for this,” I whispered in her ear as her lips trailed from my neck up to behind my ear.
“It’s okay,” she whispered back. “Just take me.”
Her hand skimmed down my chest, down my abs, right down to my already hard cock.
I let out a low growl as she began to stroke me through my pants, and I turned my head to find her lips again.
Fuck, she already felt too good. Her free hand pulled down a suspender, then she let go of me to strip the other down.
I pulled from our kiss to slip my hands to her thighs, slowly caressing her soft skin as I hiked up her dress.
She was wearing a thong, giving me access to her thick, bare ass.
She let out another soft mewl as I squeezed.
“Are you sure?” I whispered into her neck as my lips trailed kisses there.
“Yes,” she purred, then she let her body drop onto mine, her hips instantly grinding over me.
I wanted this moment to last forever. I pressed my lips to hers once more, squeezing her hips as I helped her grind against my length. I brushed her hair away from her shoulders, my lips trailing to plant rough kisses down to her collarbone.
She leaned back slightly to pull down the straps of her dress, then exposed her ample tits, arching her back, inviting me in.
My mouth instantly found her perked nipples, my tongue gliding over one as my hand slid to her back, keeping her close to me.
My free hand slipped down her middle, between her parted legs, and she let out a breathy exhale as I slid her thong to the side and slowly teased her folds, already feeling how drenched she was.
“Fuck, Ivy Jade. You drive me crazy,” I murmured against her nipple as I finally slid a finger into her wetness, and her back arched higher as her hips lifted, greedily seeking more. “Goddamn, you’re so wet for me,” I said as she whimpered, riding my hand.
Her head fell back as my thumb found her clit, and I slowly circled her sensitive spot, smiling as she let out more sounds of pleasure.
“Tell me how much you love this, how much you want me, Princess,” I said roughly, working her quicker by the second.
“Oh my god, I want it so bad. I want you so fucking bad,” she cried out quietly, her hips still rolling over me.
“That’s it,” I rasped, watching her reaction to me, her lips wide with bliss, her head still lolled back. “That’s a good girl, Princess.”
She let out a loud moan as I circled her clit faster, waiting to feel her clench around my finger, to revel in her pleasure.
“I want you to come for me, Ivy Jade.”
Her head lifted then, her eyes meeting mine and clouded with desire. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders as she bit her bottom lip, her brows drawing together.
“Come for me now, Princess,” I commanded, and just like that—her walls pulsed around my finger as she let out the beautiful sounds of her release, her eyes never leaving mine.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, ever felt.
I waited until the waves of her orgasm subsided before slipping my drenched finger from her, then kissed her hungrily, wanting more, needing more.