Page 113 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
“Make love to me, Asher,” she murmured and kissed my neck. “Make me yours, my Mate.”
Pleasure flooded through me from her words. I cupped her shapely ass, lifting her off the ground, wrapping her long legs around my waist.
We let out simultaneous moans when her slick clit pressed against my hard length.
I held onto the back of her warm thighs and leaned against a tree. Her pretty pussy was hovering right above my dick.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” I asked as our gazes locked together.
“Yes, Asher,” she breathed out. “Make love to me.”
Slowly, I slid inside of her, groaning as her tight center gripped me.
“You’re so wet for me,” I murmured against her skin, pressing my lips against her neck.
“Only for you, Asher,” she said when I was fully inside of her.
As I pumped in and out of her warm pussy, sweat slicked down my brow.
Ivy’s legs trembled around me and she let out tiny moans that drove me wild.
I gripped her ass with one hand and reached in between our bodies to rub her tightbundle of nerves.
“Yes!” Ivy panted against my neck, her warm breath making me shiver.
I increased my pace, thrusting inside of her as a now familiar tightening began in my stomach.
“Are you close, love?” I asked, rubbing her clit even faster.
“Yes, I…”
But Ivy couldn’t even finish her sentence. Her walls pulsed around my dick as she screamed my name. She scratched her nails down my chest as she came.
Black dots appeared in front of my eyes, and I crushed her soft body against me as I spilled into her.
We rode out our climaxes together, clutching each other, trying to remember how to breathe normally again.
When I regained the power of speech, I tipped her chin up and looked into her beautiful eyes.
“I love you, Mrs. Callahan,” I murmured and softly kissed her cheek.
“I love you, Mr. Callahan.”
Her eyes fluttered closed, and she rested her head against my chest.
I tightened my hold around my wife and carried her inside.
“I have something I want to show you,” Ivy said with a secretive grin, taking my hand and leading me down our long hallway.
After our fun in the forest, we had enjoyed a long, leisurely bath. After we dressed, I was thinking about going downstairs to open a bottle of red wine before our video call with Adrian, but Ivy had other ideas.
My Mate’s excitement was contagious, and I found myself grinning as she purposely walked into her old bedroom from eight years ago. When we moved in, we had turned it into her office, replacing her bed with a white desk.
My enthusiasm drained like a plug being pulled from a sink. “Hey, wait. This is breaking the rules,” I joked. “We agreed not to work this week unless it was an emergency.”
“It’s not about work, I promise,” she said and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek.
Then, Ivy grinned and practically skipped over to the bathroom, opening up a cabinet, and grabbing something. When she faced me again, she had something hidden behind her back.
