Page 32 of Reckless Forever
My mouth slammed into hers as I kissed her and fucked her like I wanted her body to remember me.
“Ivy, tell me you’re mine,” I said as I broke the kiss but not the strokes that had her about to go crazy.
Her voice cracked as her body shook again, “I’m yours, Judah! You feel so fucking good,” She cried as she dug her nails into my back.
“You promise?” I asked as I bit her shoulder and choked her lightly.
“Yes,” she whimpered as she wound her hips, matching my rhythm. I knew she was about to cum. I sucked her neck, marking her.
“Show me and cum on this dick then,” I demanded.
I slowed the rhythm back to long and deep, and as soon as she came on my dick and I felt how wet she was, I released everything that I had been holding for months inside of her.
“Gah, damn Ivy.” I panted as I caught myself from falling on top of her. Our bodies were both wet and sticky as I fell beside her on the bed.
“Judah,” She rasped as she struggled to sit up and pull up her dress.
“Hmmm?” I asked with my eyes closed.
When she didn’t respond, I opened my eyes. I thought maybe I had said something wrong, or Shorty was about to try to friendzone me again.
“What, Ma?” I sat up as she just watched me through slits in her eyes.
“If you’re going to fuck me like that every day, I’m not going back to Bolivia,” she said. Silence stretched before we both broke out into laughter.
“Man, lay your crazy ass down, I’m tired,” I said as I pulled her onto my chest.
I made a joke about it, but I was thinking the same damn thing. After Ivy just made me moan her name like a bitch, fuck Santos. The longer I lay there with her in my arms, the more I started to understand why Trouble killed Unc and why Jax was pulling all those junkie stunts for six months straight. I was nextin line, because Ivy’s ass wasn’t going back to Bolivia. If I had to drug her with dope dick for the next seven days, she was here to stay.
“Wake up, Ma,” I tapped Ivy once we had landed in New York, and it was time for us to get off the jet. I had been watching her sleep for the last hour. Stuck in my head about what I was going to do with myself.
She rolled over and smiled with her eyes closed and reached out for me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.
“I was sleeping like a princess,” she said as he rubbed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair that was all over her head.
“You look like one, too. Let’s go,” I said as I kissed her forehead and stood up. She yawned as she looked for her shoes and slipped them onto her feet. I helped her down the stairs and out into the truck. Before we could pull off, her head snapped.
“What about my IntelliSense?” She asked, which made me laugh.
“It’s another truck behind us, they're loading everything to bring to the estate, chill out,” I said as she relaxed and leaned against the window.
We rode through the streets while I checked a couple of emails and responded to them. It got my attention when she sat straight up. I turned to her, and she was looking out the window with wide eyes, taking in everything that passed. I had forgotten until now that she said that she had never been to the States as an adult. It made me want to show her this side of the world even more.
“You know, Judah. This is why they use so much technology for the weather forecasts here in the States. In Bolivia, we can trust the mountains, the birds, and the wind. But here the buildings are so tall that they block the sky, you have to?—”
“Baby!”
I said as I cut her off with that talk about the weather. “I swear I don’t want to hear that shit about them damn tectonic plates right now.” I scoffed before she broke into a fit of laughter, and I brought her under my arm. I finally had her here in the States without all the extra pressure of trying to sneak, and I didn’t want to be in school.
“I didn’t say anything about no damn plates, but I’ll let you have that.” She laughed and then let her head fall onto my chest.
“Did I ever tell you that my mother’s family is from Florida? I’ve been there twice, but for funerals that I was too young to remember.” She asked.
“Yeah, you told me.”
As we rode through the streets, she told me about all the things that she had been researching that she wanted to do during her stay. She had a list a mile long, and if she hadn’t planned on staying for real, there was no way she thought we could do all the things she had on it in a week.
Then we turned down my road, and she sat up again, taking in her surroundings. Her brows were furrowed as we went down the long road that looked like it had no end. Then we pulled up the gate. The guard from the tower waved, and I gave him a head nod as we slowed through the driveway.
