Page 90 of Unravel Me

“You can try. But you’d actually have to hit me first.” We begin dancing around each other, each looking for an opening. My muscles tense as I dodge a punch to the cheek, ducking under his right hook. I land two jabs in quick succession to his face before he makes contact with my ribs. With each landed punch, either hitting or taking, I feel the tension melting off of me. The adrenaline coursing through my veins, knowing Ivy is watching, is addictive and I push myself harder and harder. Sweat drips down my face as I land a solid hit to Dallas’ jaw.

“Keep your fuckin’ hands up, dickhead. That’s gonna be a nice shiner in the morning,” I taunt him.

Dallas shakes his head back and forth and stretches his neck. I take a chance to look over at Ivy, who’s watching me intently, ringside, just wanting to sneak a glimpse of her pretty face.

“Sawyer!” she screams at the same time I see a flurry of punches coming at me, the sound of his gloves smacking against my flesh. I brace for the hits, lifting my gloves to protect myself. Fuck. He’s pissed. I can’t let myself lose, though, not in front of her. Call it whatever you want, but that masculine part of me doesn’t want my ass handed to me by my dickhead brother in front of my girl. After what feels like an eternity of blocking his hits, Dallas takes a step back, panting heavily. I lean forward, chest heaving, before looking at my brother straight on. I give him a smile and a wink before bouncing back up on my feet and slamming my gloved fist down on his jaw.

“Shit!” I hear him say. I pummel him, my fists raining down like a hailstorm. He holds his own, and we fight, giving iteverything we’ve got until we both fall to our knees, covered in sweat and out of breath.

“One of our best yet. Maybe you should bring Ivy here more often.”

“You might be right. We good?”

“You know we are.” I leave the ring and find Ivy standing between Reid and Liam, her hands twisting ruthlessly in front of her. I walk right into her space, capture her head between my gloves, and devour her mouth with mine, not giving a single shit how covered in sweat I am or that my lip is busted open. She drags her hands down my sweaty chest and moans softly into my mouth.

A slap hits the back of my head causing our teeth to knock together.

“We’re standing right fucking here. Could you guys not?” Liam says, looking at us incredulously. I laugh before holding out my hands for him to help get my gloves and tape off.

“You want to work out or head back?” I ask Ivy.

“I ran this morning. I want to head back. Now.” I meet her eyes then and see lust written all over them. Fuck, this turned her on. Yanking off the gloves and dropping them into my bag, I grab her hand and drag her out of the gym and into the rainy Washington weather. I open her door and toss my bag into the back before scooping up her tight little body and plopping her on the seat. I climb in and peel out of Dom’s parking lot. I’m not two seconds down the road before she unbuckles her seatbelt and moves over to the center of the bench seat, her mouth going right for my neck. She plants open-mouthed kisses, lapping at me, not caring at all what a sweaty mess I am.

“I need you. Watching you, god that was so hot.”

“Fuck, baby. Pull your leggings down and spread your legs for me.” She complies without hesitation. I’ve gotten used to her smart mouth protesting everything I tell her to do, she mustbe really fucking horny to comply so willingly. She pushes her leggings down past her knees and spreads open as wide as she can. I look down at her bare pussy and can tell from here how wet she is. I put my eyes back on the road, focusing to keep us safe as the rain pummels down, while I move my right hand down to her sweet little pussy. Her skin is soft and so smooth, and I’m dying a slow death not being able to eat her out like she deserves. I’ll never get enough of making her come on my tongue.

“Mmm. Yes. Please,” she moans. I slide two of my fingers easily through her soaking wet core before curving them inside her as far as I can at this angle. I pump into her twice before dragging her wetness up her slit, parting her softly and rubbing her clit in little circles.

“Oh god. Sawyer, don’t stop.”

“Never, baby.” Her hips move up and down as she chases her pleasure. I continue to rub her swollen nub until I feel her start to quiver. Focusing on the road is fucking torture as her legs start to shake, telling me she’s right on the edge. I apply more pressure and look down at her, the sight alone is almost enough to make me blow in my shorts.

“You look so hot right now, baby. You going to come all over my fingers? Soak them for me, I want to taste you.” She comes like the good girl she is, my name echoing off the walls of the old truck as she falls into oblivion. As she relaxes against the seat, I slide my fingers through her, gathering up as much of her essence as I can. Keeping my eyes on the road, I suck both of my fingers into my mouth and moan as her taste explodes on my tongue. I feel her eyes on me as I lick them clean of her cum. “Mmm. So good, baby.”

“Fuck, Sawyer. I need you inside me right now. Don’t make me wait.” She kicks off her sneakers before freeing herself from her leggings.

“Shit, Iv. Give me a second.” My heart beats rapidly as I take a quick turn off the road and pull into a clearing next to the woods, thankful for my old girl and her off-roading skills as mud sprays up from the tires. I barely have time to put her in park before Ivy is yanking at my gym shorts to get them down. “Fuck, baby. Let me do it.” I pull them down to my thighs, my hard cock springing free as she straddles me, her little body trapped between me and the steering wheel. Grabbing her hips, I help guide her as she sinks down on me, my cock sliding easily through her wet center, filling her completely.

“God. You feel so good inside me. How did we ever live without each other?”

“We weren’t livin’, baby, now we are. So fucking ride me. Let me feel how badly you missed me.”

She rocks her hips back and forth, keeping me deep the entire time. I lose myself completely, her wet pussy squeezing the life out of my cock while the rain pelts down on the truck, shielding us from the world.

“Holy shit. God, you’re so deep.”

“You can take it, baby. You were made for me. Don’t stop until you make us come.”

I rub my hands up her thighs and rest them back on her hips, helping her rock on me, the bottom of my cock rubbing exactly where she needs the friction. “That’s it, Iv, just like that, baby. You’re doing so well.”

She feels so good; tight, warm, and fucking perfect. I feel her pussy contract and tighten around me, my cock stiffening further as the release builds. Leaning forward, I lick along the length of her neck, sucking the soft skin where it meets her shoulder. Her hands tighten around me as she starts to shudder, her orgasm blazing through. She throws her head back, leaning against the steering wheel, and moaning while I drag my palm down the center of her chest. Her cheeks are flushed, rosyblotches scatter across her neck, and the sight of her sets me off. I let go, my cock jerking as I fill her with my load.

Leaning forward, she rests her forehead against mine as I wrap my arms around her lower back, holding her close to me as we catch our breath. I’ll never get enough of her.

“Well, we broke the Ford back in,” I say, breaking our silence.

“I’m the last girl you’ve fucked in here?” She sits up to look at me in question.

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