Page 42 of Ivy’s Poison

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As promised, I got my new family home safely. It was about three AM. Beth and Ivy were quiet as they walked through the house. I turned on every lamp, but even I could now feel how lonely I had been without them. Jade was sleeping on my shoulder for the showing of her new home. Maybe it was for the best. The three adults were unsure of how to begin our new relationship. The women had escaped an extremely abusive environment, and I lacked the knowledge of how to see them through the recovery.

Standing in the living room, Beth seemed confused. “It’s so quiet here.”

I guess, after living with a building full of bikers and club whores, this was a bit of a change of pace. Down the hallway, I pointed out bedrooms. “I thought this one would be good for you, Beth.” I gestured between them. “Or you both.” Not accustomed to being insecure, I shifted my weight, touching my kid’s back. “The one closer to my room is smaller. I was hoping Jade would like it.”

Beth walked across the bedroom and touched a window. I wasn’t sure why, but then she faced me, her fingers never leaving the glass. Her expression was mystified. “There are no bars.”

Like the pussy these girls were turning me into, I grabbed my chest. “No bars, Beth, but I swear I’ve got you covered. Highly sensitive security throughout the whole property.”

“Thank you.” She sighed, still touching the glass. “No bars.”

Ivy went to her, and they fell into an emotional embrace. I hadn’t seen Beth really cry before, but she held on to Ivy, bawling. Ah shit. It was heartbreaking and only an inkling of what they had been through together. To respect their privacy, I quietly left the room.

Jade, who was as limp as a bean bag doll, lay in my arms while I sat on the couch waiting for Beth and Ivy to compose themselves. Her teeny mouth was gaped open, but her lips curled when she farted on my lap. “We’ve now bonded, kid.”

Snore…

I hadn’t bought her a temporary crib for her room because I wasn’t sure what she would need, so I took her to my bed that was in the corner. I liked my back protected while I slept. I figured, for now, it would work. I laid her down and rolled up blankets for a pretend wall to keep her from rolling out of the bed.

Entering the living room, I was surprised to see Ivy and Beth standing there. I thumbed behind me. “I, er, laid Jade in my bed. Want to check on her?”

Ivy tried to smile but failed. “No. I trust you.” She kept peering around as if half-expecting someone to jump out and grab her.

“You two look wound tight. Need a drink?” They were both nodding before I even finished the question. I chuckled while heading to the kitchen. From a cupboard, I grabbed three glasses then filled them with ice and whiskey. Offered them out then laughed. My glass hadn’t even made it to my lips before theirs were emptied. “You guys are going to be great roomies.”

That earned me two smiles and two empty glasses. I refilled and handed them out.

Sipping the beverage, I asked, “If you guys don’t like it here,” I shrugged, “we can always find another place.”

Ivy rushed to me and wrapped her arms around my waist, leaning her head to my chest. “No. No. We’re just… We’re just…”

“No need to explain. Just wanted you to know I’m open.” Then, doing something I’d never done before, I kissed the top of her head. “You guys want to see where I usually hang out?” I pointed to the back door.

Two deep inhales took place, then two nods.

On my back porch, while the women took more deep breaths, I explained, “My backyard is where I unwind.” I held up my glass. “And sip.” I teased, “But gulping is acceptable, too.”

I finally got laughter with that comment.

Tension eased from their bodies as we sat in lawn chairs, watching the sunrise. I don’t know how we were able to stay awake, but apparently, it was needed. I stayed quiet while the girls were lost in thought. I had refilled their drinks one more time, and it seemed to be the magic number. After enjoying some rays, Beth asked, “Is it okay if I take Jade to bed with me?”

Ivy and Beth had shared a bed for years. Being alone in a strange house wasn’t high on Beth’s to do list. I wanted to make sure my intentions were clear. “Ivy, you don’t have to stay with me—”

“Shut up, Champ.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After Beth carried an unconscious Jade to her bed, Ivy and I lay down. I totally expected for us to go to sleep right away, but with Ivy, you learn to always expect the unexpected. Up to this point, sex between us was vigorous, dangerous, and mind-blowing. Tonight, Ivy showed her gentle feminine side. She was soft, inside and out. There was no invisible wall to climb over. Nothing to prove. There was only being present with a woman like I had never been before. If I dared, I would say we made love.

As I slid between the softest of thighs, she raised one knee to her chest so I could enjoy slowly sinking inside her, as deep as possible. Once there, I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want her gentle touch to end. I was gasping for air, desperate for more of Ivy. She showered me with such devotion, I felt untouchable from the outside world.

Pulling her nipple into my mouth, my tongue twirled, wanting to remember every part of the luscious breast I could’ve fed on for days. When her core began to pulse, I slipped free of her. “No, babe. I want you to come on my tongue.”

She was so willing and calm as I kissed down her stomach, wondering what she had looked like with my baby inside her. As my mouth found the juncture between her legs that I couldn’t ever live without, we both moaned in ecstasy. My lips pulled on hers, and my tongue slipped inside a channel that had me shaking with need and anticipation, hungry for her to come on my mouth. I panted for breath as her legs began to tremble. Her groan didn’t end throughout her whole climax because I became relentless, wanting to taste every drop of her pleasure.

I almost came myself when her thighs fell apart, announcing how beautifully spent she was. So, when she pulled on my shoulders and said, “I want you inside me,” I was pleasantly surprised she wanted more. Ivy lazily rolled over. Her voice was seductive without effort. She was content yet had never been more present with me. “I want to fall to sleep with you rocking inside me, so gently, just like you have been, Bors. Don’t stop. Rock me to sleep, baby.”