Page 45 of Tender Temptation

Oh, I’m never going to stop. I latch on to her clit. Curve my fingers into her and massage the spot exactly the way I know will drive her insane. Her hips rotate and gyrate againstme and then Ivy’s breath hitches and she moans so loud, the sound seems to reverberate in my bedroom. I don’t let up, I’ve got her on a roll. I manage to coax out two more intense orgasms until she grabs my wrist. “Cillian, I need a break.”

I’m willing to oblige for a second. I pull my fingers out and take a long suck of her delicious juices. Rub her belly until her pussy finally stops contracting. Then, I kneel between her legs and press her thighs apart. My cock is flush against my belly, aching like mad to be inside her.

“I’m gonna fuck you hard, baby. Are you ready for me?” I grip her ankles and angle my cock to align with her opening which, I realize, is not easy given my state of intoxication. Undeterred, my dick glides up and down her slit until I’m able to push in roughly. “Oh,yeah. You’re soaking. Are you going to cream all over my cock, Ivy?”

“Yessssss…”she cries out. I slam into her and pull nearly all the way out before plunging in again.

Her thighs tremble as our bodies move in unison. I can’t look away from where my cock pumps in and out of her pussy. It’severything. My fantasy. My reality. My eyes lock on to hers. I lean over to kiss her plump lips, back down her collarbone, across her neck and chest. Once again, I suck her distended nipple between my lips and she arches into me, whispering my name like I’m the only person who matters to her.

My head is spinning, but I don’t care. My focus is on Ivy and being connected to her again. My hips roll into hers, driving deeper and deeper until I feel her clamp around my cock. Her entire body shudders beneath me with yet another orgasm.

Flipping her over, I nudge her legs open with my knees and ram into her from behind. Ivy looks at me fucking her through the full-length mirror on the wall. Her gorgeous eyes never leave mine when I band my arm around her stomach and tease her clit as I fuck her. “Do you have any fucking idea how sexy you are, Ivy? You’re taking my cock like such a good girl.”

“Ilovewatching you fuck me. I loveyou.” Ivy holds herself up on her forearms, her tits swinging with the force of my thrusts. “Ohhhhh, Cillian,yessss. Right there.”

Circling her hard little nub as fast as I can, I buck into her harder. Cruder. Push her to the edge. Ivy’s low, keening moans grow urgent. Intense. “Do you know what those sounds do to me? You’re so fucking sexy,Mo shíorghrá. Come for me. Give me another.”

Ivy throws her head back and I hold her upright against me, watching my fingers strum her when she gushes all over them. Her eyes close in pure bliss and her pussy tightens around me so fucking hard, I have no choice but to fill her with my come.

“Fuck, Ivy.” I pull her head back and kiss her, not wanting to pull out of her yet.

We fall to the bed. I’m exhausted and still drunk as fuck, but I hold her close, and trace patterns on her back. Kiss the knuckles on her dainty hand. I want to stay like this forever. Pretend nothing’s changed, but it’s impossible. Morning will come soon and we’ll have to face the harsh light of reality.

I press my forehead against hers. “Why, Ivy?” I murmur, my voice slurring from the booze. “Why did you lie to me?”

“I didn’t mean to. Not really. It started out innocently. I had a fake ID.” She combs her fingers through my hair. Then her eyes fill with tears, and she cups my face in her hands. “I was into you. No one ever made me feel the way you did and I already knew you thought I was too young. Iwantedto have sex with you that night, so I let you think I was older. It was wrong. I’m sorry. It’s no excuse, but I didn’t realize we’d fall in love…”

I stop her from saying any more with a kiss. I pull her closer, needing to feel her tits pressed against my chest. “All of this is fucked up.Youreally fucked me up.”

“I know, I’ll never forgive myself.” Her voice breaks. “What started out innocently kept snowballing.”

I cup her head with my palm. “I thought it was strange when you wouldn’t let me see where you lived. In retrospect,it was a huge red flag, and I fucking ignored it because I trusted you. I feel like an absolute idiot.”

“I didn’t lie about that. I didn’t want to risk you showing up on the security cameras. My dad would have—”

“Jesus, Ivy,” I interrupt. “Did you know I was pitching your dad? Seeing you there destroyed me.”

She leans up and shakes her head. “I had no idea. I promise I mostly told you the truth.”

“Except your name, your age, and your fucking identity.” I snort out of frustration.

“Davies is my mom’s maiden name and my middle name.” Her brow furrows. “I didn’t tell you who my dad was because he’s…”

“Stanley-fucking-Bright.” I shut my eyes. My head is starting to pound, but I’m not willing to let her go.

“Yeah.” She lays back down on my chest. “He came home early from his business trip and threatened to call the cops. I texted you and then smashed my phone so he couldn’t find out who you are. Then, he wouldn’t let me out of his sight. He made me go to work with him. I never expected to see you in that conference room.”

“How are you here, then? Sneaking around again?” I sigh.

She traces my nipple with her finger and my traitorous cock twitches. “No, he’s away on business. My mom came home and we had a talk. I told my mom everything exceptyour name—I don’t want to do anything to mess up your chances with my dad.” She glances back up at me. “Cillian, she told me to come. She knows we’re in love. Please say we can figure it out. Get back to where we were. We have to. I can’t lose you.”

“I…dunno.” I slam my head back against the pillow.

Ivy climbs on top of me, straddling my torso. “Youdoknow. We belong to each other.”

She guides me into her and my eyes nearly roll back in my head. For the next couple hours, I allow myself to believe her. Envision waking up to her every day as I watch her ride my cock. Dream about building a house for our kids when I fuck her from behind. Picture us growing old as we suck each other off.

The truth is, as amazing as it feels to get lost in her words and her body, there’s no future for me and Ivy. I already feel remorseful for having sex with her tonight. I know this can’t last. She’s still only eighteen. Reality will come crashing down in the morning. For now, I allow myself one last time to hold her.

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