Page 34 of Irresistible Little Ivy

I gave Jennifer a confused look and she leaned in and whispered, “It’s the grand prize. If two people are picked more than once, they win seven minutes in heaven.” She pointed to a door across the room. “Your own private make-out closet.”

I laughed and met Caleb’s eyes, who stood up and held his hand out to me with a big grin. “Come on, Ivy. We did a double spin, now you have to follow the rules.”

Swallowing hard in both anxiety and anticipation, I took his hand as he helped me up. “I don’t believe it! What are the odds that it would land on us twice?”

Caleb seemed to look behind me at Charlie with a mysterious smile as he said, “What are the odds? If fate and luck brought us together, I’m not about to waste this opportunity. Come on.”

He dragged me across the room as the now sizable crowd cheered us on. When he reached the door, he opened it, then scooped me up into his arms bridal style. I squealed, clutching to Caleb’s shoulders while the crowd cheered even louder as he carried me into the dark room then set me on my feet. I held up my hand, still able to see it faintly in the sliver of light coming in from around the door. Outside the music was back on, and people occasionally roared with laughter as I stared at Caleb.

“Hey there,” I said, suddenly feeling shy as we both stood close enough that my hard nipples brushed his chest.

“Hey there,” he replied with a smile.

I tried to study his face as best I could in the gloom. “You know, just because you got me in here doesn’t mean you’ll get lucky.”

Caleb chuckled and ran his hand down my cheek. The deep, almost melodic sound washed over me and I suppressed a shiver. It was totally unfair that I was so attracted to him. And to be honest, the thought of being locked in here with Caleb for “seven minutes of heaven” didn’t make me mad at all.

I caught just a glimpse of his smile as he continued to chuckle but held out his hand to me. The studs on his wrist cuffs flashed momentarily before disappearing into the dim light. His hand captured my wrist, pulling me with him as I tried to keep from stumbling in the dark.

“Hey, how big is this closet?”

“Pretty big. It’s more of a room than a closet. There’s a couch back here. Let’s get you off your feet. Don’t get me wrong, I want you to keep the heels on, I just want you on your back. I have seven minutes with you, and if you think I’m going to waste them after that little stunt you pulled back in class, you’re crazy.”

My body gave a huge throb of desire even as I protested, “It was the assignment and?—”

“Save it,” he commanded with a slight accent to his voice I couldn’t place. “Down you go.”

He picked me up as if I was as light as a feather and gently laid me down on what felt like some kind of maybe leather couch. The surface was cool beneath my heated skin, and the walls around us vibrated faintly with the bass from the speakers in the main room. A pillow was pulled from beneath my head before I could get my bearings and thrust beneath my hips. A gasp of protest escaped me as Caleb held my legs wide, exposing my panty-clad pussy to the cool air.

“I can still feel you moving against my mouth, coming against my tongue,” he whispered in the darkness, my eyes only able to make out the faint outline of his body. “Never seen a woman respond like you did. Raw and honest.”

Thankful for the darkness hiding my blush, I retorted, “I’ve had better.”

He slapped my pussy, hard, and I yelped. “Don’t lie to me. No one melts on my tongue like that, multiple times, because you’ve had better. And I know you loved those g-spot orgasms. You begged me for more. No woman who has had better begs so sweetly.”

“I have!” I protested even as my hips wiggled at the memory of that man’s demanding mouth on my core.

He audibly sniffed, and I flushed scarlet, insecurity blending with this weirdly powerful desire. “You smell so good, I’m sad I won’t be able to eat that tonight.”

“Wait, what?” I said as I sat up in my elbows.

“Did you really think there would be no repercussions for your actions? For leaving me with an aching dick?” he gently grasped my right ankle in his hand, rubbing his thumb over the strap of my heels. “Beautiful, you should know better than that.”

Dread mixed with need had me trying to scoot a little closer, something harder to do as his surprisingly strong hands held my legs spread apart.

“I was just?—”

Another slap and I moaned even as embarrassment sent a flush of heat through me.

“Love the way you melt for me,” he murmured as he removed one hand from my leg and placed it on the panel of my panties separating his hand from my pussy. “I can feel your heat, your wetness, how much you want me. You respond to me like a beautiful instrument. That kind of power is a heady thing to have, but I won’t abuse it. Our safe words are still the same, and if you say tribe we stop. No questions, no punishments, no harm or foul.”

Slowly I laid back onto the couch, something settling within me despite my slightly tipsy state. “I agree, Caleb.”

“Woman, I want to fuck you so bad,” he leaned forward, his weight pressing into me as I wrapped my arms around his neck, marveling at the muscle I felt there.

He was freaking ripped.

I couldn’t help but marvel as I shoved my hand beneath the soft cloth of his clothing, finding the smooth skin of his body beneath. His lips found my collarbone in the dark, exposed by my crop top, and began to kiss me softly. The sparks of sensation that raced through me had me pausing my exploration of a world-class muscled back to rub myself against him.

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