“Me too, baby. Me too.”
Damon had moved quickly to get the annulment. I was in constant contact with the attorneys. I didn’t want Ivy stressing over any of it. Damon used his connections to get it fast-tracked, and I kept my word—I didn’t sell a single share and I gave all exercising rights to him. I’ll stay part of the company, but as a silent partner. It was a quick and easy transaction and I never want to see his face again.
My red Corvette is only a few feet away, but I can’t resist stopping and pushing her up against the wall. “I’ve missed this so fucking much.” My lips find hers and after nearly a month, I can actually kiss her the way I want to. She’s finally free and she’s all mine. I gently bite down on her lower lip before sucking on it. She lets out a soft moan and I seal my mouth to hers. She presses her lips against mine with equal force. Her hands tangle in my hair and I hold her like I’ve never held her—in a way that tells her I’m never going to let her go. She bites on my tongue and then flutters hers against the tip of mine . . . driving me insane.
I pull back. “Let’s go home,” I growl.
“No,” she purrs. “It’s too far away.”
“Fuck, Ivy, don’t do that,” I tell her as she takes my hands and presses them against her breasts. She kisses my chin, my neck, and slides her tongue over to my ear. I slip my hands up the front of her shirt, which has come untucked, and feel her soft skin. It electrifies me. It’s been a month with no actual physical contact. We’ve imagined each other’s hands on our bodies, told each other what we want to do to each other, talked each other through our deepest desires, but now we no longer have to use our own hands and bodies to make love to each other. Running my mouth down her neck, I undo each button with my teeth. When I get to the last one I pull her shirt open and quickly lift her bra. The cool air makes her nipples harden and when I close my mouth around one, fondling the other between my fingers, she moans loudly.
I look around and pull her shirt together. “Come with me.”
“Why did you stop?” she questions softly.
“Because I want to fuck you now—and not in the alley.”
“Oh.” She giggles and follows me as I stride quickly back to the recording studio, fumbling for my keys.
We stumble up the three steps and our lips break apart only so I can unlock the heavy metal door. Once we are on the other side of it, I slam her against the door and run my hands all over her body. I’m hungry for her, starving. I walk us backward toward the studio. “Take your bra off,” I growl, knowing that unhooking it and trying to navigate backward to the studio at the same time would be nearly impossible with how turned on I am. My hands find her back, her ass, and finally her freed breasts. My mouth doesn’t leave hers even though I want to suck on each nipple and hear her moan. I can’t tear my lips from hers. I feel every touch we made to ourselves over the last month penetrating our kisses. My body’s singing—and it’s alive. I can’t wait for the feel of her smooth skin as her fingers wrap around my cock.
The backs of my knees hit the sofa in the recording studio and I fall to it. She lands on top of me. I finally break the connection our lips were fervent to hold. Pulling back, I stare at her gorgeous naked tits. I run my hands up and down her chest, holding each breast, squeezing it, pinching the nipple between my fingers. Bending toward her, I nuzzle one before licking and pulling it in, sucking on it. She arches her back and my hands move to the front of her jeans. My pulse is racing. She tries to pull my shirt over my head, but I want her so badly, I can’t tear my hands from her. Finally I manage, “Stand up and take your pants off,” and then I pull my own shirt over my head.
She rises and easily slides her jeans down her legs. My hands find the lace of her panties, ripping them off before she even lifts her feet to kick off her shoes. I pull her closer to me. She stands before me completely stunning and again I can’t help but think, She’s all mine. My mouth goes slack as I see her hooded eyes staring down at me. I slip one finger inside her, then another, and then just one more. Stretching her, fucking her with my fingers. Her body starts to shake and as she cries out in pleasure, I remove my fingers and replace them with my mouth. Her hands grip my shoulders tightly.