Lawful: Gia ~ Hunter ~ Julian ~ Jarrod

“I will always choose Jarrod over anyone,” Ivy admits, wrapping her arms around my waist as she burrows against my chest.

No more words are spoken as they leave followed by the Marshal close on their heels.

I close the door and cupping Ivy’s face in the palm of my hands, I kiss her sweet lips. “Are you okay?” I meet her gaze intently.

“I wasn’t expecting them to turn up here, or to even know about us, so that was a surprise, but their reaction to us being together wasn’t a surprise at all.” She buries her face in my neck while I hold her as tight as I can. “No matter what my father said, our age isn’t the problem for him, that was just an excuse. He would have reacted tha

t way even if we were the same age.”

I kiss the top of her head. “I’m still sorry that you had to deal with them on your own.”

“Not for long.” She moves away and slides her hand into mine, leading me toward the kitchen. “You came to my rescue.”

“It bothers me that they treated you that way. I knew that they’d interfered in a lot of your plans with Gia and Parker as you were growing up, but I had no idea how bad it was.”

“Please don’t worry.” Ivy takes hold of my suit jacket and helps me remove it before she stands in front of me and loosens my tie, unfastening the top two buttons. “That’s better. You look more comfortable now.”

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she lowers her head to my chest. “I want,” she says before I feel her lips touching the skin between my opened shirt, “you to be relaxed.” Her mouth trails fire along my throat to my jaw and finally to my lips.

I capture hers and hold her in place, devouring her mouth as heat rushes straight to my groin. Her arms wrap tightly around my neck and her body presses into me, the plump mounds of her breasts feel so good against my chest.

She pulls her lips away. “I want you. Now.”

My blood thrums through my body and my cock is so damn hard that it’s going to be imprinted with zipper marks.

“I have a surprise.” She smiles, and quickly removes her dress, leaving my tongue hanging out once her nude body is revealed.

She presses her hand against my swollen cock, and the fingers that she’s trailing back and forth along me, causes precum to leak out into my briefs. My breaths become heavy and when she leaves the button, and unzips my pants, her searching hand rubs against me and then her fingers are pulling me out.

Her hand tightens into a fist around the throbbing length, nearly bringing me to my knees.

“I love watching how you react to my touch. How your flesh feels against my fingers. I feel the pulse in your penis as you rest against the palm of my hand. You’re so silky smooth, and your excitement glistens on the head.”

I close my eyes against the onslaught of desire that has me in its clutches, but they snap open when my body jerks at the feel of her mouth circling the head of my cock.

I grab her up in my arms and rest her back against the wall, hauling her higher. “I’m going to come,” I admit, unable to catch my breath.

“I’m yours.”

God, give me strength!

I impale her on the steely length of my dick and catch my breath at the hot warmth that surrounds me.

Using my hips to keep her against the wall, I rip my shirt over my head, and snap the button on my pants open. Shoving them to the floor, I grab her bottom into my hands and start to thrust.

Her legs are wrapped around me and her feet push against my ass. Feeling my balls ready to burst, I thrust inside her and sealing our mouths together, I feel her claw at my shoulders as her core pulsates around me.

“So good… You’re making my toes curl in my shoes… Feeling you so wet and warm and tight drives me insane,” I confess.

I shove her arms above her head, and growl when her breasts move closer to my lips. I swoop down and suckle on a large nipple, massaging it against the roof of my mouth.

“I’m… Oh…” Her climax tears through her so strongly that her vice like grip around my cock, sets mine off as she milks every bit of semen from me. It goes on and on, until I’m sure my eyes roll back into my head from the pleasure.

Ivy slumps against me, her head rests on the top of my shoulder as she breathes a kiss against my neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too, honey.” I slowly lift her up and the sensation of sliding out of her makes me hard all over again.

She chuckles. “Take me to bed, Jarrod.”