Page 95 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
Ivy’s expression had the same look of freedom that was shooting through me. Her forgiveness was a weight off both of our shoulders.
I picked up Ivy by the waist, lifting her and spinning her around with joy.
Her hands grasped my shoulders, and her infectious laughter filled the room.
I didn’t want to put her down, so I wrapped those long legs around me and grabbed her shapely ass. Her dress rode up, and her warm center ground against my dick, immediately making it hard.
I looked down, and a jolt went through my stomach when I saw her pretty clit.
I swatted her on the ass. “Are you not wearing underwear, you naughty girl?” I asked and gripped the back of her heated neck.
Her eyes danced with mischief and the sexy look went straight to my cock.
“Come here,” I growled and crashed her mouth against mine.
When our lips met, Ivy’s hips bucked against mine. I opened my mouth and battled her tongue for dominance. One of my hands was buried in her hair, pressing her even closer against me. The other kneaded her ass.
We continued to make out as I moved toward the window. I pressed her back against the cool glass. Her lips were softer than silk and her mouth tasted like key lime and honey.
Ivy moaned my name, and her warm thighs trembled around me. Her fingers gripped my hair and dragged my head to her neck.
I grinned, then kissed and sucked the sensitive skin of her throat. Then, I put my lips right next to her ear.
“You can be as loud as you want, baby,” I whispered. “No one is around to hear you scream my name. You can yell it as loud as you want.”
“Asher!” she moaned when I pinched her hard nipple through her dress.
My smile widened ,and I nipped at her earlobe and her collarbone, and then came back to those sweet, plump lips.
As we kissed, our mating bond grew and swirled around us like it was celebrating us coming together as a couple.
I ran my hands over her soft skin, committing every inch of her body to memory.
When we pulled away to gasp for air, Ivy’s gaze locked onto mine. Her eyes were swirling with desire, hypnotizing me, claiming me as hers.
“Make love to me, Asher,” she whispered against my lips, her voice breathless. “Please.”
She tightened her legs and moved her hips, grinding her warm pussy against me.
“Your wish is my command,” I said and raced into the bedroom with her legs still wrapped around my waist.
For some reason, that made a giggle burst out of her mouth.
The bedroom was full of red and white roses, and moonlight spilled onto the king-sized bed, but all I could focus on was the gorgeous woman wrapped around me.
As we kissed, I lowered her gently onto the bed. With my lips still on hers, I shrugged off my suit jacket, dropping it onto the floor.
She untucked my white shirt, and her warm hands slipped under it.
I groaned her name when her hands explored my stomach.
“That feels so good,” I muttered and loosened my tie.
Ivy grabbed the end of my tie and pulled me closer until I was lying on top of her. We let out matching moans when my hard length brushed against her clit.
“I want you to tie me to the bedpost using this,” Ivy said and tugged on my tie. “I want to make you feel good with my mouth.”
My legs shook with desire. I cupped her cheek and swiped my thumb across her bottom lip, smudging her red lipstick a little.
