waist and crush my lips to hers. I’d sit her on top of the kitchen counter and pull those ripped jeans off her perfect legs. I’d finally taste her cunt, licking up her juices and devouring her until she came, right here in the kitchen.
But I can’t, because we’re not alone. I take a bite of muffin and close my eyes as the taste hits my tongue. Ivy is so good. Groaning, I take another bite.
“You should open a bakery,” I say.
Ivy and her friend exchange a glance, and Ivy’s cheeks flush.
“That’s what we’ve been telling her,” the blue-haired girl says. She shakes her head, nudging Ivy with her shoulder. The girl’s eyes turn to me. “I’m Georgie, by the way.”
“Luca,” I nod.
“This is Giselle,” she says, nodding to her twin.
Georgie looks between me and Ivy, and a small grin stretches over her lips. She nods to the two of us. “We’ll see you tomorrow, Ivy. Nice to meet you, Your Highness.”
“Wait,” Ivy says, opening her eyes wide at her friends.
Georgie just winks, and the twins disappear through the door. Ivy’s shoulders fall, and I take another bite of my muffin. She turns to me slowly, dragging her eyes back up to mine.
“We’re alone,” I say, wiping a crumb off my lip.
“My sister’s upstairs.”
“I’m not here to see your sister.”
“Why are you here, then?”
I put my plate down, and take a step toward Ivy. Running my fingers over her cheek, I let a smile drift over my lips. “Why do you think I’m here?”
“You enjoy being attacked with a rolling pin?”
“Only if you’re the one doing the attacking.”
There it is—that sexy little blush that drives me wild. Ivy’s face angles away from me, and I drag it back to face me with the tips of my fingers. Leaning down, I brush my lips over hers. I kiss her gently, tentatively, feeling her melt into my body.
Her arms hook around my neck as I deepen the kiss, kicking her legs apart. I push her back against the kitchen island, dropping my hand between her legs.
She’s hot, and I can only imagine how wet she is under those faded, ripped jeans of hers. I tease her through the fabric, dragging my fingers over her and claiming her lips with mine. She moans, gripping onto my shirt and pulling me closer.
Ivy’s movements are jerky, almost unsteady. Every time I touch her, she seems so responsive it makes my cock throb. I can only imagine how she’d feel if I was touching her bare skin again.
Reaching my fingers up to the fly of her pants, I unfasten the button and slide the zipper down. Ivy pants, staring up at me with wide eyes. I stare from one eye to the other—from blue to green and back to blue again. Slipping my hand under her panties, I feel her nails dig into my shoulders.
Poison is so, so wet. I groan, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting her. My lips fuse to hers again, and I slide my hand further through her honey.
Ivy whimpers, bucking her hips toward me and kissing me frantically, her legs trembling as I drag my fingers over her bud.
When I touch it, twirling my fingers around the sensitive bundle of nerves, Ivy flinches. She puts her hand on my chest and pushes me away, panting.
“Wait, stop,” she says.
I frown, pulling away. “Did I hurt you?”
Ivy shakes her head. “It’s not that.”
“Tell me.” I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, leaning down to kiss her red lips again. Her mouth lingers on mine, and she drags her fingers through my hair.
When I pull away, Ivy’s eyes are wide. Her bottom lip trembles until she sucks it in between her teeth.
“What’s wrong?” I ask softly.
“I can’t… I can’t do this with you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean it’s wrong, Luca.” She fastens her pants, stepping away from me.
Fuck, I love how my name sounds coming from her mouth. I shake my head. “It could never be wrong.”
“My sister…”
“You sister has everything handed to her,” I say. “Why not do something for yourself, for once?”
Ivy’s cheeks turn bright red and she averts her eyes, shaking her head.
Catching Ivy’s hand in mine, I pull her close to me again. My fingers slide over her jaw and I tilt her face up to mine. My heart thumps, and my mouth grows dry.
I’m addicted to her. I already know it. Kissing her is better than the pills I pop multiple times a day. Sucking