Ivy stared at her phone, her heart hamring against her ribs like a wild drum. Ten seconds felt like an eternity. Lucas’s words still echoed in her mind: You know what I want. There was no mistaking it. Heat flushed through her body, a mix of nerves and undeniable arousal. She stood up, her decision made, and walked toward his room.
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Lucas was still seated on the edge of his bed, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he checked his phone.
[Ding! Your 2 million rebate has arrived!]
The notification lit up his screen. Before he could fully celebrate, a soft knock sounded at the door.
"Lucas?" Ivy’s voice was low, almost hesitant. "Can I co in?"
His pulse quickened. He hadn’t expected it to work this fast. "Yeah, co in."
The door opened, and Ivy stepped inside wearing a pajamas that clung to her like a second skin. The silky fabric was nearly transparent under the low light, hugging her full breasts and the dramatic curve of her waist before flaring over her wide hips. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples pressed visibly against the thin material, and as she moved, the deep V-neckline offered teasing glimpses of her soft, milky cleavage.
Lucas swallowed hard, his eyes drinking her in.
Ivy noticed. A playful smile curved her lips. She turned slowly to close the door, deliberately arching her back so the gown rode up, giving him a full view of her round, firm ass. She could feel his gaze burning into her, and it sent a thrill straight between her thighs.
"You’ve been staring at like this for weeks," she whispered, walking toward him with slow, seductive steps. "I thought it was ti I gave you a closer look."
When she reached him, she placed a hand on his shoulder, her fingers tracing lightly over his muscles. Her eyes locked onto his with raw hunger. She studied his strong jawline, then his lips, her own parting slightly. She had never felt this needy for anyone before.
"You’re so fucking beautiful," Lucas murmured, his voice rough with desire.
Ivy’s finger brushed over his lower lip. "Then take what you want."
She leaned in, and their lips t. The kiss started slow and deep, a sensual exploration. Her mouth was warm and soft, tasting faintly of cherry lip gloss. Lucas groaned softly as her tongue slipped past his lips, teasing and dancing with his. The kiss grew hotter, more urgent. Their heads tilted, mouths opening wider as they devoured each other. Ivy’s breath hitched when his hand slid into her hair, gripping gently but possessively. The wet sounds of their lips and tongues filled the room. Heat pooled low in her belly as she pressed her body against his, feeling the hard ridge of his cock straining against his trousers.
When they finally broke apart, both were gasping. Ivy’s lips were swollen and glistening.
"God, Lucas..." she breathed.
With a sexy little push, she sent him falling back onto the bed. He caught her wrist and pulled her down with him, their mouths crashing together again in a passionate, breathless kiss. This ti there was no restraint. His hands road her body as their tongues tangled fiercely.
Lucas cupped one of her heavy breasts through the thin gown, squeezing the soft, yielding flesh. His fingers found her stiff nipple and pinched it gently, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Ivy moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating against his lips.
"Mmm... yes, just like that," she whispered breathlessly when he pulled back to kiss her neck. "I love how rough you are with them."
He tore open the pajamas shirt down her shoulders with one swift motion, exposing her full, creamy breasts. His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while his hand kneaded the other. He alternated between gentle licks and firm sucks, occasionally grazing her sensitive peak with his teeth. Ivy arched her back, pushing more of her breast into his eager mouth.
"Oh fuck, Lucas... your mouth feels so good," she moaned, her fingers threading through his hair.
His free hand slid down her body, gripping her ass and pulling her tighter against him. He gave her plump cheek a firm spank. The sound echoed, and her soft flesh rippled under his palm. He squeezed and kneaded it possessively, loving how it filled his hand.
Ivy was soaked now, her panties damp with arousal. She reached down and pald the thick bulge in his trousers, stroking him through the fabric.
"Soone’s very hard for ," she purred, her voice dripping with lust. She quickly undid his trousers and freed his throbbing cock. Her soft, warm hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking slowly from base to tip.
Lucas groaned deeply. "Shit, Ivy... your hand feels incredible."
She smiled and slid down his body, settling between his legs. Looking up at him with sultry eyes, she stroked him firmly while her tongue flicked out to tease the swollen head of his cock.
"You like watching like this?" she asked softly, her breath hot against his skin.
"Fuck yes," he growled. "You look so sexy with my cock in your hand."
Ivy took him deeper, her soft lips stretching around his girth as she sucked him into her warm, wet mouth. She worked him with expert rhythm—bobbing her head while her hand stroked the part she couldn’t fit. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside, tracing every vein. The wet, slurping sounds were obscene and intoxicating. She moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through him.
Lucas’s hand rested gently on her head, not forcing, just guiding. "That’s it, baby... just like that. You’re sucking so good."
She pulled off for a mont, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his glistening cock. Her hand kept pumping him steadily, twisting slightly at the head.
"Tell how it feels," she whispered, licking a long stripe up his shaft.
"So fucking warm and wet," he groaned. "Your mouth is perfect. Don’t stop."
Ivy dove back down, taking him deeper this ti, relaxing her throat until her nose brushed against his pelvis. She held him there for a few seconds before pulling back, gasping for air, then imdiately resud her delicious combination of sucking and stroking. Her free hand cupped his balls, gently massaging them as she worshipped his cock.
Lucas’s hips bucked involuntarily. "Ivy... you’re gonna make lose control."
She looked up at him again, eyes glassy with lust, lips shiny and swollen. "Good," she whispered huskily. "I want you to feel as crazy as I do right now."
The pleasure built steadily, her skilled mouth and hand working in perfect harmony, driving him closer and closer to the edge.
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