Page 149 of Seeds of Malice

It's brilliant, really. It keeps Ivy guilty and tension between us when I want to use it to my advantage. I get lots of time to do whatever I want with her.

Every morning, I make sure John's out the door by 4:00 or 5:00. Then he gets home almost every night after midnight. He's barely getting any sleep.

Ivy's worried about him, and I keep hinting that I can have my father hire more help if he's incapable of running things. But then she assures me that he is and it's not necessary. Then I reassure her that his job is secure.

My phone dings. I pick it up and look at the screen.

Bobby: Lilly saw you and Ivy on campus. She was practically salivating.

Me: Over Ivy or me?

Bobby: Both of you.

Excitement and warning bells swirl around me.

I can't do it to Ivy.

Yes, I can.

What am I saying?

Stick with the plan.

Bobby: Avery has everything set up at the sorority house tonight.

My gut flips, but I do my best to ignore it.

Me: Good to know. See you later.

I end our chat and start another with Ivy.

Me: Wear a skirt today, my little slut.

Ivy: Which one?

My cock hardens. Every time Ivy asks me what to do, my ego skyrockets. She pleases me beyond my wildest dreams.

Me: The mesh one. Wear the gold thong under it.

Ivy: Isn't that for a bathing suit?

Me: No. And wear the gold sweater. Your tits against that cashmere drive me wild. No bra.

Ivy: Dax, are you sure? It's pretty revealing for school.

Me: Have you looked at what the other girls wear?

A tense moment passes.

Me: Make sure you wear those gold stilettos with them.

Ivy: It'll be hard to wear those shoes and walk around campus.

Me: You did fine in the last pair.

Ivy: But these are six inches.

Me: You have your sorority rush party tonight. We don't have time to come home and change. I want us to grab a bite to eat before it starts. That outfit's perfect.

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