eyes following every movement she makes. Her lips part, and her tongue slides out to swipe across it. A shiver passes through me.
“Do you enjoy toying with me? Making me feel bad?”
“I enjoy toying with you, but not to make you feel bad. Quite the opposite, actually.” My hand slides up her thigh a fraction of an inch. Ivy’s throat bobs as she swallows.
I’m staring at her lips again. I can’t stop myself. They’re so red, they look stained, as if she’s been sucking on a strawberry lollipop. Against her alabaster skin and her dark hair, it makes them almost too irresistible to kiss.
I’ve had a thousand women like her sister. Gorgeous, tall, thin, blonde, and boring.
But I’ve never had a woman like Ivy. My eyes drop down to her chest, and I wish my face was buried between her tits again. Sweeping my gaze back up to her face, my heart starts to hammer.
I need to kiss her again. I need to taste those lips. I need to feel her body melt into mine, and feel those delicate fingers clawing at my scalp. This morning, she woke something up inside me that won’t go away until I have her.
“How’s your head?” Ivy asks, jarring me away from my thoughts. She points to my bandage.
I shrug. “It’s fine. I’m tough.”
Ivy laughs, and I grin. Her dimples make me want to cup her cheeks in my hands and make her laugh some more. But Ivy’s laughter fades quickly, and she stares out at the lake again.
“What’s Argyle like?”
“Have you ever been to the Bahamas?”
She shakes her head. “I’ve never left Farcliff.”
“Even with your sister being so famous?”
Ivy smiles sadly. “When Mama got sick, I had to stay back to take care of her. Dad was the one who went with her. Even now, as my sister’s personal assistant, I don’t travel. I guess I just got used to staying back. I’m a homebody.”
“Hence the baking.”
“Muffins make better friends than people, anyway.” She giggles again, shaking her head. “But maybe that’s why my body isn’t as perfect at Margot’s.”
“Your body is perfect.”
Ivy’s eyes swing over to mine, and those irresistible lips call out to me again. I want to feel her body arch against mine again, and kiss every inch of her snow-white skin. Even if there are cameras around, and even if the boat is packed with people who might catch us.
Right now, I don’t care.
I just want her.
Need her.
Lust leaves a sweet taste on my tongue as desire starts to pulse through my body. Ivy’s eyelashes flutter as she blinks up at me.
I reach up to tuck a strand of black hair behind Ivy’s ear and angle my head toward hers. Ivy’s breath catches, and her tongue slides out to lick her lips. The air between us tenses.
The waves lap against the boat, and its gentle rocking seems to slow. Ivy’s eyes widen, and her gaze drops to my mouth.
The addiction swirling in my veins screams for her. She’s my poison and my antidote. She’s everything I need, and I already know she’ll have the power to tear me apart.
But before I can kiss her, the yacht lurches as the engines splutter. A loud scream sounds out from below, followed by a splash, and Ivy’s head snaps toward the front of the ship.
“Margie!” she whispers. Her whole body tenses.
Panicked shouts come from down below, and the yacht lurches again. An airhorn sounds.
Ivy pushes my hand away and scrambles to her feet. Before I can blink, she’s taking off down the stairs toward the bow of the boat.
15
Ivy
I take the steps two at a time on my way down to the main deck. I fly around the corner, almost tripping over a step on my way to the sun tanning area. The boat lurches, and I catch myself on the railing. A messy lump is stuck at the base of my throat. I try to swallow, but it makes me want to throw up.
The captain cuts the yacht’s motors, and then starts them again as the ship starts to move back. Screams are coming from the front of the yacht.
I know Margot has fallen into Farcliff Lake. I could hear it in the scream from the upper deck, and I can sense it in my bones.
That would be fine—I took a dip in Farcliff Lake just this morning—except for the fact that Margot can’t swim. She’s always been terrified of water, and no matter how much Mama urged her to learn,