26. Romeo
Romeo
Ivy Jade tasted so fucking good. I hadn’t had a chance to fuck her properly at the Scare Park. Going down on a woman was one of my favorite things to do, and it was now official: going down on Ivy Jade was at the very top of the list.
I stared up at her as I flicked my tongue against her needy clit, her tits bouncing as she jerked her hips up and down against my face. Her mouth was widened, and her dark eyes stared down at me with a look of lust that I thought she had reserved only for High Jynx.
I squeezed my hands against her thighs that hung over my shoulders, and I felt them tensing, like she was close.
“Fuck yes, Ivy Jade,” I growled as I pulled back. “Come for me, baby.”
I brought my thumb to her aching clit, then slid my tongue from her drenched pussy, down to her tight little ass. I spread her open further, licking her in sync with my thumb.
“Oh my god!” she cried out softly, gripping the counter. “Yes!”
“I told you to come, Ivy Jade,” I ordered. “Don’t make me tell you twice.”
As I motioned my thumb quicker, her thighs clenched atop my shoulders, her hips lifting greedily. She let out shaky, soft moans of pleasure, and I was dying to be inside her, wanting to force more of those sounds from her lips.
I wanted the whole fucking chateau to hear her.
I stood and straightened, and Ivy Jade looked up at me, her elbows lifting her from the counter.
Her chest heaved quickly as she caught her breath, then she began to sit up and reach for me, slipping her hands underneath my shirt.
I quickly took her wrists in each hand, my fingers closing around them.
I couldn’t let her see my tattoos, not when she’d already seen what High Jynx looked like underneath his clothes.
It was risky even fucking her now, as the real me.
I took her wrists in one hand and lifted them above her head, then I guided her back onto the counter, holding her down.
She looked so beautiful staring up at me, her eyes lit with anticipation.
“Fuck me, Ro. Please,” she whispered, lifting her hips.
I leaned down and pressed my lips to her shoulder, slowly peppering kisses down to her soft tits.
I flicked my tongue against her nipple that grew harder, then bit down, testing the waters, seeing what she liked.
When she let out a soft, surprised gasp, I glanced up at her, and she smiled down at me.
“You like that, huh? You like me taking control, making you feel things you’ve never felt before.”
She gasped again as I bit down on her other nipple, harder this time, then took it fully in my mouth, letting my free hand graze back down between her thighs. I slipped my finger in, then another.
“Yes, Ro!” she confirmed in a whisper.
“Such a good fucking girl,” I mused, trailing my lips higher up her body, from her chest to her neck, until my mouth crashed back into hers.
I held her wrists down firmly as she squirmed the rest of her body around, impatiently seeking my hips with hers. Our lips moved in a passionate rhythm, slow at first, then more heated as the seconds went by.
I pulled away and brought my lips to her ear, gently grazing there. “Beg for me again, Ivy Jade.”
“Please, Ro,” she immediately begged, her voice louder with conviction. “Please fuck me!”
I hastily pulled my sweatpants down, unable to take it anymore. I only had her hours ago, and I was already having withdrawals, my cock begging to feel her pussy clench around it again.
“Tell me who you belong to,” I groaned.
I don’t know what possessed me to say that; maybe some deep-rooted desire to take her away from High Jynx—from myself. I wasn’t just a character. I wasn’t just my profession or passion. I was me! And I wanted to hear her say that as I rooted my cock into her beautiful, tight cunt.
“You, Ro!” she purred. “I belong to you!”
Hearing her beg and proclaim those words sent me over the edge.
I swiftly thrusted into her in one long stroke, burying myself into her, and she let out noises of pleasure, unrestrained, like she couldn’t help herself.
I grunted heavily, slowly pulling back before slamming back in, needing to hear the beautiful hitch in her breath as I fucked her against the marble counter.
“I want to keep you, Ivy Jade,” I professed quietly, and she nodded like she agreed.
A million things were running through my mind.
She was going to find out the truth, and she was going to hate me for it.
Will she feel used? Will she tell everyone that I’m a sick fuck, that I pretended to be a fucking clown while taking advantage of the one person who saw both sides of me and liked each one?
I should have felt bad about this, about fucking her as both Ro and High Jynx, but this was what she wanted. And if she wanted to fuck them both, I was happy to give her both.
I wanted to tell her so badly, but now I was in too deep. Literally and figuratively. There was no coming back from this, and I was fucking terrified that I would lose her.
“You feel so good, baby. You make me feel so good.” I loosened my grip on her wrists, and her hands flew right onto me, as if she needed to feel me.
She roamed under my shirt and up my back, her nails digging into my skin. I continued to pound into her, so close to release, until she began to lift my shirt, getting it halfway up before I straightened and stopped her.
“Turn around and bend over,” I ordered, pulling her thighs towards me and dropping her onto her feet.
She turned and leaned over, her elbows falling onto the countertop as I grabbed her hips and squeezed. I gave her ass a light tap on each side as she moaned and squirmed.
“All mine, Ivy Jade. You’re all mine.” I thrusted into her again, my hips slapping against her ass, filling the large, silent kitchen with the sounds of our pleasure.
“Yes,” she quietly said after a moment, and my heart dropped a little bit. Why did she sound so different now? So unsure?
“You okay?” I asked, stopping, yet still buried inside of her.
“Yes,” she answered, looking back at me. “Yes, keep going. Please!”
I continued as she begged for it, and my hips snapped back and forth as I reached around, slipping my thumb past her soft lips and into her warm mouth.
“Suck on it, pretty girl,” I said, listening to her closely, making sure she was still okay as I fucked her further into oblivion.
Her lips instantly closed around my thumb, her tongue swirling around me, until I popped it out and reached down. Slowly, I began to insert my thumb into her tight ass, and she gasped as she looked back.
“All good, baby?” I asked, gauging her reaction.
Between quick breaths, she nodded.
I inched in further as I began to thrust more rapidly, the tension in my cock growing unbearable.
“Come for me one more time, Ivy Jade,” I urged.
Her head dipped lower until I snaked my free hand up to her neck, gently closing my fingers around her throat.
I brought my lips to her ear. “Now,” I ordered firmly.
Her cries of pleasure filled the room as she clenched around me, and only then did I let go, letting myself spill into her with a guttural groan, the release overwhelming.
I slid my hand from her throat to her cheek, turning her face towards mine. I brushed my lips against hers as we both caught our breaths, and she smiled, leaning in, kissing me deeply.
And as the adrenaline wore off and our lips parted, the feelings of guilt resurfaced.
She was going to hate me soon—probably just as much as I hated myself.