Page 19 of Take My Place

“I’d do anything for you, Ivy,” Romy says. “Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.”

“Well…” A slow, wicked smile spreads across my face. “If you really are so happy to go without clothes, prove it.”

“Your wish is my command.” Romy hands me the ice cream tub and stands up. I sit there, lazily enjoying the ice cream as he strides over to a chest of drawers. Picking up a remote control that is lying on the top, he presses a button. A sexy beat starts pulsing as he puts the remote down and turns to face me. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, he starts playing with it, pretending to lift it, then dropping it again as he sways in time with the music.

At last, he reaches up and slowly unclasps his buttons, one by one, moving down until his shirt is completely undone. With one swift move, he pulls it off, swinging it over his head before throwing it across the room.

“Woo!” I cheer as Romy dances around, doing a casual little hair toss that made his floppy blond hair cover his face in a way he clearly knows is incredibly sexy. “More! More!”

Romy turns to face me, his hand at his fly. Grinning, he pops the top button and slowly slides down the zipper.

Not many men could have made wriggling out of their jeans seductive, but Romy manages it, turning round to wave his perfectly defined butt at me.

“And the rest!” I cry in laughter, as Romy plays around with the waistband of his boxers, pulling it down just enough to reveal the top of his groin and pulling it up again while he dances around.

His back to me, he looks over his shoulder and does a skillful shimmy that sends his underwear falling down to the ground. Deftly, he hooks them up with his foot and kicks them up to catch them in one hand and throws them to join the rest of his clothes at the side of the room.

Turning to face me, he strides across the room to stand over me. He is fully erect, his beautiful cock standing proud.

“See?” he says. “I told you I’d do anything for you.”

“But you’re not naked,” I point out. “You’ve still got your socks on.”

“Picky, picky!” Romy made a show of huffing as he pulls off his socks, completely naked at last. “Is that better?” He puts his hands on his hips. Confident. Proud.

“Oh, yes.” I put the tub of ice cream down and reach up to grab his cock. I love the way it feels in my hand, so firm and strong, promising a good time if I want it.

I start moving my hand up and down.

Romy closes his eyes and throws his head back, groaning a little.“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks. “It’s not too late to stop. I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret in the morning.”

“I’d regret it if wedidn’tdo this,” I tell him. “Ever since we were interrupted by Archer, I’ve wondered what it would have been like between us if we hadn’t been stopped. You have an effect on me I’ve never experienced with anyone else. I need to know what you feel like inside me.”

I stand and step towards him. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I pull him towards me and kiss him deeply. I can feel his erection against me, and my body clenches in anticipation.

“You can have anything you want. You’re the queen of King Town,” he reminds me.

“I want to feel you,” I whisper, as we break apart. “I want to feel every inch of you inside me. I want your hands all over my body as you make me come over and over. I want-”

“I know what you want, Ivy,” growls Romy, pushing me back onto the bed and climbing on top of me. “And I’m going to give it to you, all night long.”He kisses me, his tongue running over mine as he puts his hands to either side of my head to play with my hair.

I wrap my legs around him, wanting to pull him closer as he runs light kisses down the side of my neck, tickling and teasing me.

“I think you need to be naked, don’t you?” he murmurs against my skin.

I nod, not trusting my voice, as he moves back to help me take my jacket and blouse off.

“Nice bra.” Romy smiles in approval at the sight of one of the new bras we’d bought on our shopping trip. “It looks better on you than I imagined.”

“The matching panties aren’t bad either,” I tell him, as he undoes my trousers and pulls them off. When he is done, he is kneeling before me, as I sit on the edge of the bed. He looks me up and down, admiration in his eyes as he massages my thighs with his hands.

“Exquisite. You’re a work of art, Ivy.”

I reach behind me to unhook my bra, wanting Romy to see all of me.

He reaches up to pull down my panties, helping me to get out of the last of my clothes so I am as naked as he is.

Then he pushes my legs apart, leaning forward so he can kiss and nibble at the inside of my thighs, getting closer and closer to my pussy. His hands are working as much as his mouth, fondling me, his thumb rubbing my clit, making me clench with anticipation. I am dripping wet, desperate to have him inside me.

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