Page 25 of Sweet Dreams
"Don't worry, honey, I've totally let it go," I assured him. "Your parents were trying to help and I appreciate it. It is kind of funny when I think about it now. I thought the private detective hired to protect me from an attackwasmy attacker! He probably thought I was crazy." I couldn't help but laugh again at what we must have looked like running away from him like crazy women. "One thing to know about me: I may get angry and tell you all about it, especially if you're my reason for being angry, but I don't hold onto it forlong."
"Good to know. That just means after we fight I know we'll get to the make-up sex quickly," Ivan answered me with a slygrin.
"Ha! I suppose you're right, lucky boy," I said with a sultry smile. I squirmed in my seat as his hand traveled higher up my thigh. Speaking of make-up sex, I thought I was ready to take that next step withIvan.
"Is Bailey home tonight?" he askedinnocently.
Yeah right, I knew better than to think Ivan's brain hadn't gone to the same place mine had. "She said she had a date tonight, so she's probably at home getting ready right now. Wanna stay for dinner with me? I'm not the world's best cook, but I can grill us up some shrimp and make a salad. See? I eat healthy too!" I chuckled as I remembered the two hot chocolates I had earlier today to keep me going while the shop was hopping. I just wouldn't tell Ivan about thatpart...
"I'd love to stay for dinner. And that sounds fantastic. Can I get another taste of you for dessert?" He lifted my hand, still wrapped in his, up to his mouth to give it a sweetkiss.
I blushed as I remembered exactly what that mouth could do in other areas of my body. Ivan looked over at me, smirked, and continued to make out with my hand. His tongue darted out, and I had to press my thighs together to quell the instant desire. Then he sucked on my finger and I couldn't stop the soft moan from leaving my lips. That damn smirk came out again, right as he swung his truck into mydriveway.
Ivan came around the truck to open my door and help me out. I didn't need help, but I wasn't a fool. I wanted to slide down his hot body as he helped me down. He walked me up to my house, looking around the neighborhood, being super attentive to someone potentially following me. I was just stepping onto my front door step to unlock the deadbolt, when a bright flood light came on. I looked up and saw that my porch light was not only working again, but it was like we were standing in the light of a thousandsuns.
I looked over at Ivan who shrugged his shoulders. “I came by yesterday when you were working and changed out the bulb." Like it was no big deal. Like it wasn't the most thoughtful thing a boy had ever done for me. Something so little I needed, yet he made it apriority.
I left the keys in the door, dropped my bag at my feet, then flung myself at him. I jumped, wrapped my legs around his waist, and laid a big, wet, appreciative kiss on him. Thankfully, Ivan's a strong, athletic guy so my unexpected launch didn't knock him over. He just wrapped his arms around me and participated in the kiss. Next thing I knew, my back was pressed up against the front door, my front pressed into his hard body. Then the front door gave way, and we burst into the house. Ivan spun me around and pressed me into the wall, the door slammed shut, and the lock engaged. In all that maneuvering, Ivan's lips never left mine, his hips pressing into my body to keep me in place. The man had talent, what can Isay?
"What the hell was that?" I said breathlessly when we came up forair.
"Babe, you have a stalker after you. We can't be making out on your front doorstep for everyone to see. I gotta keep you safe so I can make sure I keep getting these unexpected kisses from you. I'm kinda addicted to them. Addicted to you," he replied while looking in my eyes. I could feel how addicted he was to me and I couldn't help rubbing myself up and down his length, trying to satisfy the ache I feltthere.
"That's good, because I'm kinda addicted to you too," I said. Then I kissed him all over his face, just like he did that first morning when he slept over the first time. "Some cute guy did that once, and I liked it." That earned me a genuine smile and an ass squeeze. Note to self: do that moreoften.
As much as I wanted to continue this foreplay, Bailey was still in the house. I made a silent promise to my happy place for future orgasms if she'd just wait another hour till we werealone.
I dropped my legs from around Ivan's waist, slid down his body again, and said, "I gotta make dinner. Want to watch TV in the living room while I get the grillgoing?"
"Actually, I think I'll hop in the shower, if that's okay?" Ivan asked, adjusting the front of his jeansuncomfortably.
"Yeah, of course. Make yourself at home." My face heated, and I felt my lips pull up into a smirk knowing I causedthat.
Ivan went up to my room to shower while I started dinner. I already had some bagged salad mix, so I threw that in a bowl and tossed the dressing. I was about to head out and put the shrimp on the grill when Bailey came through the kitchen. She had on a teeny tiny royal blue dress with cut-outs along the waist area giving glimpses of her smooth, flawless skin. She'd teased out her hair, accentuating her big, sassy curls. High heeled, sling back silver platform shoes completed thelook.
I whistled my approval at her. She twirled around and then gave me a saucy pose. "I'm meeting that guy I met at work the other day, remember?" I nodded, and she continued, "He seemed like a successful guy, so we'll see if he's an asshole or not. I plan to be home around 11p.m. If that changes, I'll text youokay?"
“All right girl, have a great time. You look fantastic. Make sure he treats you right,okay?"
"Will do. Have fun with Ivan tonight..." She winked at me, which of course, made me flush red again. I knew what she meant with that little wink. She laughed as she went out the frontdoor.
"Get out of here, bitch!" I yelled after her, only making her laughharder.
Dinner turned out great. I may not be an expert in the kitchen, but I could grill with the best of them. Ivan kept his hands on at least one part of my body the entire time we ate, driving me crazy. We ended up eating quickly, both of us wanting dessert more than the main meal. Ivan did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen while I showered. I had to hand it to his mom, she clearly taught him right. Whoever makes dinner, the other one does the dishes. Isn't that like a federal law bynow?
I was just coming out of the bathroom to get my pajamas when I spotted Ivan lounging on my bed, flipping through the TV channels. His eyes cut to me and they seemed to devour every inch of wet skin that wasn't covered by my towel. He dropped the remote on the bedside table, tracking me with his eyes. I walked slowly over to my dresser, putting a little extra sway into my hips. For the first time ever I felt safe enough to flaunt what I had, knowing Ivan was highly attracted tome.
"What are you doing?" Ivan ground out in a lowvoice.
I looked over my shoulder at him. “I'm just getting mypajamas."
"You don't need them, baby," he answered smoothly. "Come overhere."
I walked over to the side of the bed as he swung up into a seated position on the edge. He put both hands on my hips and pulled me directly in front of him, between his legs. He let both hands drift down my hips, over my thighs, and onto my knees where the towel ended. Then he reversed his travel, but under the towel this time, leaving goose bumps on my skin wherever he touched. He kneaded my thighs, glided over to cup my ass, then massaged my low back. Then his hands came back to the front of my body at the top of mythighs.
"Spread your legs, baby," he orderedsoftly.
I immediately stepped my feet wider, lifting my hands to rest on his shoulders. Then, with my towel still hiding his arms and hands, he ran a finger up and down my slit. I gasped at the intimate contact and dropped my head back, eyes closed. "Look at me," Ivan said, stilling his fingers until I brought my head back up and looked into his eyes, foreheads almost touching. The contrast between his erotic touch and not being able to see anything was a total turn-on.
