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Ivy shrugs. “Whatever you like is fine with me.”
“Rose, then.” It’s usually the wine of choice for the women I’ve dated—errrr, fucked. “Tell me. I’ve never seen you at Kell’s before. What brought you out tonight?”
God, the way she blushes. Pinkness spreads from her cheeks to her chest. It’s adorable. “Well, I actually have a confession. I was celebrating tonight.”
“Oh yeah?” I set out two glasses and fill them with wine. “What’s the occasion?”
“Well…” Her laugh echoes like music in the spacious loft as we clink our glasses together. “It’s actually my birthday. Today’s usually a sad day, but I decided to reclaim it.”
I don’t need to be a detective to read between the lines. There are secrets hidden beneath her carefully chosen words. It’s probably not the time to delve into it now, though. “Well, then. Happiest of birthdays. How old are you, sweet Ivy?”
“Twenty-four.” She looks me in the eye, then takes a large swig. “How about you?”
Good God, the relief. She’s eight years my junior, but well within the fuckable range. Then it occurs to me. If she looks young to me, the opposite must be true for her. She probably realized I have a gray hair or two.
Maybe she thinks I’m too old forher.
“Thirty-two,” I admit, watching her closely for any sign of concern. It’s a big age gap. We’re in different decades and different stages of life.
“How utterly and completely perfect.” Her laughter fills the room again. “Guys my age are immature and selfish. I’ve always wanted to be with someone who knows how to treat a woman. Someone withexperience.”
Oh, this is on. If she wants experience, I’ll show her every trick I know. Ivy’s going to come many, many times. She’ll never want to leave.
Whoa.
I circle the island, swivel her stool so she’s facing me and step in between her knees. “You’re young and beautiful, shouldn’t you be celebrating with your friends instead of hanging out with me?”
“Um…” Her gaze flicks toward the window before returning to mine. “I used to. Not much anymore. Usually, I spend it with my family but they’re out of town.”
“Families can be complicated. Mine has its own set of issues.” I cup her face in my palms.
She grips my wrists, as if to keep my hands in place, but looks down. “The truth is, something happened a few years ago on my birthday and we really don’t celebrate anymore.”
Her voice trembles, indicating some profound sadness that ignites a protective urge within me. I angle her face so she’s looking into my eyes . “I’m sorry to hear. I’m glad I could bring a little cheer to your special day.”
“You have. More than you know. It’s been the best birthday in a long time.” Ivy’s contagious smile returns, drawing me in.
I step closer until my thighs hit the edge of the chair. The air between us crackles. “I’d like to make it even better, if you’ll let me.”
Her eyes meet mine, flickering with desire. Encouraged, I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The rough pads of my fingertips graze her skin lightly. My simple touch sendsa shiver through us both, reigniting the electric current that seemed to pulse only for us on the dance floor.
“How?” The word catches on her breath.
“Maybe like this.” My lips latch on to the sensitive spot on her neck and I suck gently before I kiss my way to her mouth.
Things between us rapidly escalate and she responds with an urgency matching my own. She yanks me to her by my beltloops. I rest my palms on her parted thighs, my thumbs work their way under the hem of her cutoffs, deliberately moving closer and closer to her sweet little pussy. I can smell her arousal from here and I need to taste her.Now.
I feel her fingers thread through my hair as she moans against my mouth, “More.”
Encouraged, I intensify our kiss. Her tongue tangles with mine. My fingers trace the hollow of her upper thigh and slip inside her leotard, finding her absolutely drenched. My cock fills to a capacity I didn’t know was possible. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? I’m getting past the point of no return with you…”
“Yes!” Her hand clamps around my wrist to hold me in place. “I want this.Please…”
“Everything?” I pause and press my forehead to hers to stare deep into her soul. For some reason, I want to really check in with her. I’d die if I hurt her.
Shehooks her legs around my hips. “This wouldn’t feel so incredible if it was wrong, Cillian.”
Ivy releases her grip on my wrists, unbuckles my jeans and slips her hand inside my waistband. Her palm presses against my engorged cock over my boxers—I nearly come on the spot.
