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Something tells me if I let Ivy have another minute around Tamara, she will probably claw her eyes out. I didn't know my girl had this much fire in her, but I'd rather she unleash it only on me.
Taking a step toward Ivy, I stand behind her. I kiss her neck and then whisper into her neck. “I need you.”
“Then take me.”
Goodness, her boldness. “Not here. But not so far, either. I know a private space we can use.”
“What are you still waiting for?”
I bark a laugh, unable to believe I've denied myself of her for this long. Although I'm yearning to throw her over my shoulder like a caveman and carry her out of the room, I control my impulse and lead us to a private conference room I know will be empty.
The moment we enter inside, I lunge for her. A startled yelp escapes her mouth as I turn her against the nearest wall and press myself into her body. She fits perfectly beneath me.
“I want to fuck you,” I inform her. There's no need to beat around the bush.
“Good. Take me hard.”
God, she's going to give me a heart attack.
She moves closer and presses her lips against mine, gently yet erotically sucking me into her. My senses are very far from me right now. All I want is to feel her, to fill her.
I yank her skirt up to her hips; it's a beautiful off-shoulder straight gown. It isn’t easy because of the material, but I persevere, not stopping until my palm finds her dripping core.
Pulling her panties aside, I test her with a finger, smearing moisture over her lips before going to tease her clit.
“Please,” she begs against my mouth, driving so hard to ride my hand but not succeeding because I'm the one in charge.
“Please, what, baby?”
“Fuck me, Rafael, fuck me.”
My name on her lips always drives me wild. And as much as her plea sounds so perfect to my ears, I want to make her come on my fingers before she does on my dick. So I ease us away from the wall and carry her to the table in the center of the room, where I proceed to lay her body on top.
She tries to close her legs when her back hits the table, but I stop her. I place a hand between her legs and let my other one caress her breasts. She's not wearing a bra underneath the cloth, so it's not long before her nipples harden under my touch.
My thumb finds her clit again while my finger slips inside her. She's shaking, trying to escape my touch, but I don't let her. “Want me to suck your breasts?” I ask.
Her eyes flash open, the amber shade begging me to do whatever I deem fit with her.
“Please.” She moans.
I nod and bend over her, gently bringing her gown down far enough to release her breasts. The moment my lips connect with one of her nipples, her hands are around my head, holding me to her chest. I want to laugh, but I'm unable to, so I just pleasure her, both with my tongue and my hands, until she starts to squirm.
“I'm going to come,” she says soon.
“Then come,” I command.
“No, I want to come with you inside me.”
“And you will, after this.”
“Please,” she begs, forcing me to raise my head.
“Are you sure?” I ask her.
“You're not the only one that needs this. I need you, too. I need to be reassured that you're all mine, and I have nothing to be worried about, not even your history with her.”
She doesn't have to say more than that. I straighten up and unzip my pants. I pull my dick out, and our gaze locks as I position between her legs.
