Page 66 of Undeniable

Our combined cries drowned out the music, and in that moment, I didn’t think either of us cared if we were caught.

I dropped my head and pressed my forehead against hers. My eyes slid closed as I tried to control my breathing. But still buried inside of her, I wanted to draw the moment out for as long as I could.

She was panting just as hard as I was until she sighed and breathed out a quiet chuckle. The small laugh made her clench around my softening and sensitive length. I cringed at the sensation and reluctantly sat up.

With a sated smile, she peered up at me.

“Why the hell are you laughing right now?”

My question spurred another laugh, a little louder the second time, and I couldn’t help my own smile. Part of me was concerned that she was laughing at how comically bad I’d been. But she had the best smile, so I didn’t stop her.

“That was… so good,” she sighed. Her laughter faded, but her smile still stayed plastered to her face. The reverence in her words and the way she brushed her fingertips over my cheek and down my chest were proof enough she was telling the truth.

“Just good? That’s all?” I retrieved my shirt from where I’d thrown it earlier and cleaned between her legs. She gasped and squirmed but didn’t protest. I flopped down beside her and pulled her closer. The warm night wasn’t exactly conducive for cuddling, but it didn’t stop me.

I searched for a moment and finally found one of the smaller blankets we hadn’t used and tossed it over both of us. Watching the sky, she traced idle patterns on my chest while I did the same along the smooth, soft skin on her back.

She sighed contentedly and kissed my chest. “It was perfect. But I knew it would be because it’s us.”

I knew exactly what she meant. Our entire, short-lived summer together had been nothing short of perfect.

And unfortunately, we were out of time.

“We should probably get dressed. I don’t want anyone randomly driving by and getting curious. I think I’d kill anyone who even glanced at you right now.”

She laughed like she thought I was kidding as I began to lean forward. But her hand darted out, shoving my shoulder back down. Her full bottom lip was trapped between her teeth as she leaned over me. Her eyes flared with a desire that screamed new and intriguing. And I didn’t want to stop what I could only assume she had in mind.

Her fingers slid down my stomach and brushed against my cock. My eyelids closed of their own accord as she fisted me until I was yet again as hard as a rock in her hand.

When I opened my eyes, my comment about how we didn’t have to do anything more quickly died on my tongue as I watched her kick one leg over me. Astride my lap, she pressed herself against my cock.

My eyes wanted to close against the pleasure, but I wasn’t going to miss a moment. She felt incredible and looked too good perched on top of me, bathed in moonlight.

I ran one hand up the middle of her chest, loosely bracketing it around the bottom of her throat while I gripped her hip with the other. Tightening my hold, I urged her to move back and forth over my cock.

She inhaled sharply, her eyes shuttering and her mouth falling open on a sigh. But I couldn’t focus on just one thing. I wanted to see it all simultaneously, from my cock disappearing as she ground her hips forward to the ecstasy on her face. I watched as her hands firmly planted against my chest and her nails dug into my skin, leaving little half-moon indentations behind.

“Baby, you’ve gotta be sore,” I tried to caution. Whether it was a feeble attempt or not, I still tried to make sure she was okay.

Her eyes met mine and there was a deep determination reflected back to me. A type of determination only Ivy was capable of.

“I am, but if this is our only night, I want more.”

My heart felt like it was going to be wrenched from my chest with the reminder, but I tried to focus on the fact that we weren’t really saying goodbye. It wasnotgoodbye. But I wasn’t so jaded. I knew so much could change and would likely change, even in such a short time.

She hovered over me and pressed the tip of my cock to her entrance. She slid down slowly, giving herself time to get used to the new stretch, and as she did, I imagined, at least for a second, that we lived in a world where she could be mine.

TWENTY-TWO

James

“Okay,here you go. One extra-large ICEE.”

The little girl with the tiniest hands and red pigtails pushed up onto her toes and reached over the counter for the drink. It was nearly the same size as her, but she confidently gripped it with both hands and gave me a wide smile before sucking it down without a second thought.

“You’re going to get a—” I said, but it was too late. She violently shook her head back and forth and scrunched her eyes shut.

“Brain freeze!” she exclaimed, and her mother gave her an apologetic smile.

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