Knowing they needed some private family time, I left them to it, texting Ivy as I walked out of the hospital.
I need to see you. Meet me at my place? ASAP?
Her reply came almost instantly.See you there.
A smile touched my lips.
We arrived at the penthouse at almost exactly the same time.
“How is every—?”
I didn’t give her the chance to finish her sentence, claiming her mouth with mine and swallowing her words. I yanked at her clothes, needing for her to be naked. The fear of what might have happened to my sister and her newborn child turned to lust inside me. I wanted to forget about how I’d felt upon learning she’d haemorrhaged and wasn’t waking up.
“Jay,” she gasped.
“I need you. I missed you.”
“I missed you, too.”
We’d only been apart for a day, but it had already been too long. How was I supposed to live without her? The scent of her skin was like an addiction–I couldn’t get enough.
But we couldn’t see each other in secret forever. Either we had to tell our families or we had to go our separate ways. I knew mine wouldn’t be overly happy about the situation, but they’d accept it in the end. Ivy’s family, however, was a whole different story.
My hand caught the back of her neck, holding her firm while I kissed her.
She pushed her tongue into my mouth.
God, I was already hard for her.
“I’m going to fuck you. No playing nice, got it?”
She nodded obediently, her beautiful aqua eyes wide. I shoved my hand between her thighs and thrust my fingers roughly inside her. She gasped, but I didn’t slow down.
I shoved her up against the wall, pinned her hands over her head, and kissed her roughly. We were both breathing hard, filled with urgency.
I picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter, knocking things out of the way as I did so. I yanked her knickers down her thighs and over her feet and tossed them away. All I wanted was to be buried inside her.
Freeing myself from my jeans, I positioned myself between her thighs. She hooked her legs around my hips and reached for my cock, placing me at her pussy. Just like I’d promised, I wasn’t gentle with her. I drove deep inside her, as deep as I could get, and she clung to me, her nails clawing my back.
I grabbed her arse so I could yank her to meet me, using her like a fuck-toy, driving into her harder.
“You’re taking me so well,” I praised her from between clenched teeth. Her cunt pulsed around me. “God, fuck, yes, just like that, Ivy, baby. Your pussy is so perfect for me.”
Her sweet, tight little snatch hugged my cock. She was so hot. Her head tilted back, her perfect throat exposed. I lowered my head to lick her from the base of her throat right up to her jaw, leaving a trail of saliva behind.
“Are you my good girl?” I said. “Are you here to please me?”
“Oh, yes, I’m a good girl. I am, fuck.”
“’Cause only good girls get my cum, and then I’m going to take such good care of you, Ivy. You’re going to be my princess, got it?”
I reached between us to rub her clit and slammed into her, harder and harder. We kissed in frantic nips and sucks, our tongues meeting and sliding away again. We were both caught in the hard, fast fucking.
“Oh God, Jay. I’m coming, I’m coming.”
I exploded, jamming myself deep, coming hard. I spilled myself inside her—neither of us had mentioned condoms—and I loved that she’d wanted my cum. We held each other tight, our faces buried into each other’s necks, clinging to one another as though we were both too afraid to let go.
“God, baby, I’m so proud of you for taking all that. You did so good.”