Page 46 of Moonlight & Matrimony
Cade: Shut up, Miles.
I walk into the living room, finding Ivy curled up at the far end of the sectional, grinning down at her phone. She looks effortlessly gorgeous in a pair of denim cutoff shorts and a white crop top, showing off her belly button piercing.
“Hey.” Ivy startles at the sound of my voice. Her head momentarily snaps up, but she quickly forces her gaze back to her phone. “Sorry. Just came to ask if you’d want to go to the hospital with me later.”
“Sure. I can ask Evelyn to stay with Ry, if that’s ok? I don't think I’ll be able to peel her away from the new kitten just yet.”
“Ivy, this is your home, too. You can have guests whenever you want.”
“Ok,” she says, still avoiding eye contact. Things have been stilted since our conversation at the diner. I can admit that I bear a lot of the blame since I’ve intentionally built a giant wall between us. I’ve seen many sides to this woman in the time that I’ve known her, but the cold facade she’s wearing now is getting under my skin.
“I can go on my own if you can’t stand the thought of being near me. You haven’t even looked at me since I walked in the room.” It comes out harsher than I intended, and I immediately regret my choice of words as I take in the shocked expression on her face.
“Me? You think this is my fault?” she sneers. “I suppose it’s my fault you’re out in the workshop every night until we fall asleep. Or sneaking out of the house before we even wake up. Do you know Rylin asks about you at breakfast every day? You’re not obligated to spend time with us, Luca, but don’t pretend like this is on me.”
“That’s not what I meant. I just figured, with what you said at the diner…” I pause for a moment, carefully considering my next words. “I thought you wanted space.”
Ivy stands from her spot on the sofa. “Iwanted space, oryoudid, Luca?”
I roughly rake a hand through my hair, her eyes meeting mine for the first time. “You said we needed to keep our attraction out of this.”
She’s standing a breath away from me now, and my body is flooding with heat at her proximity. I’m aching to reach out and pull her into my arms, but I hold back. I can’t cross that line again.
“I remember what I said. I don’t need a replay.” Her breasts lightly graze my torso and it suddenly feels like I could combust.I look down at her, our noses nearly brushing, my breath fanning over her lips.
“What do you really want?” I ask, clenching my fists at my side as I study her gorgeous face.
“You,” she breathes.
I’m on her in seconds, pulling her into my arms, our mouths crashing together in an all-consuming kiss. She parts her lips, allowing my tongue to glide along hers, as her arms cling to my biceps. I pull away, still drunk on the kiss, our chests heaving as I look down at my wife. If only she knew the power she has over me. “What are we doing, Ivy?”
“Personally, I’m hoping you’re about to make me see stars, but I’m open to suggestions.” Her snarky attitude is back, and fuck, I missed her. I know this is a bad idea, but I can't seem to stop myself. She pulls me in like a magnet and I’m helpless to resist.
“Where’s Ry?”
“I put her down for a nap.”
“Do you think you can be quiet for me?” Her gaze snaps to mine, a fire burning in her irises that wasn’t there before.
She nods as I wrap my hand around her throat, gently bringing her face closer to mine. “Words, Ivy. I need to hear it.”
“Yes,” her voice is barely above a whisper, but it’s enough.
Our foreheads meet, hovering just a breath away until our noses brush and I gently bite down on her bottom lip. “This fucking mouth,” I growl. I slowly walk her back to the sofa, watching as her knees hit the surface, causing her to collapse backwards into the cushions. I kneel at her feet, getting down on my goddamn knees for the goddess in front of me. “Were you trying to torture me with these tiny shorts?” I ask. She shakes her head in response.
“Your ass cheeks hanging out the bottom,” I continue. “The seam teasing between your pussy.” I unbutton her shorts,tugging them up so the stitching hits her clit as she moans my name.
“Quiet, sweetheart. You said you could be quiet. Don’t make me take you over my knee.”
She nods frantically as I carefully slide her shorts to the floor, taking her underwear with them, exposing her bare pussy glistening with her arousal. “Is this all for me, Ivy?”
“Yes,” she responds.
I don’t waste anymore time, diving headfirst into her soaked cunt. I run the flat of my tongue over her in one long stroke, pausing to circle her clit a few times before sliding lower, plunging my tongue inside.
“Oh my god,” she cries. I grin against her core, looking up at her with my head still buried between her thighs, her face tipped up in pure ecstasy as her hand fists my hair.
“That’s it. Ride my face.” She circles her hips as I continue fucking her with my tongue, sucking her clit into my mouth before nipping at it with my teeth. Her breath hitches, and I take that moment to slide two fingers inside, stroking in a come hither motion.
