CHAPTER 44
William
“William!”
William felt a stream of liquid on his face and awoke instantly, sitting up.
“Welcome back.” Heavy sarcasm dripped from Silk as he set the glass he’d emptied on William’s face on the coffee table.
“What the fuck happened?” William demanded with a splitting headache, noticing that he was on his own sofa.
“Ben clocked you from behind. A few times, I think, before I ran up to you in the field. Then he and Sean hurried off. I couldn’t leave you in that field unconscious, so I didn’t chase after them. I did yell that Ben had betrayed Sean, but I don’t know if Sean heard me.”
William dried his wet face with the hem of his dress shirt and noted Silk’s loose hair that was usually tied back. “What time is it?”
“It’s already morning. You were out for far too long.”
“Fuck! I was so close to her,” William mused aloud.
“What did you say to Ivy? Why did she run? Didn’t you tell her that you’re not planning on hurting her?”
William scrubbed a hand down his face. “Godammit! No, I was overwhelmed when I saw her, and she didn’t give me a chance to talk. She was in the same state as she was when she left so many months ago. She completely distrusted my intentions.”
“Well, you can’t really blame her. I suggest you tell your private investigator to scour the area around that field. She must live nearby. Anyway, I’m going to my own apartment now that I know you’re okay. I need some sleep. Don’t forget we have a ball tonight. Both of us need to attend to notify the upper class that the gambling club is reopening in two weeks.”
“I hate those balls,” William replied, lazing back on the couch. He’d slept on the sofa every night since Ivy had left. His bed held too many memories of her.
“Me too. But we must, if only to spread the word that the club is opening. You told me that,” Silk pointed out as he went to the elevator door. “See you later.”
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For the first time, William was at a tedious upper class party without Charles. He was glad he had Silk because alone, he would’ve probably started a fight in the fresco painted ballroom that was filled with couples that looked down on everyone in society who had a fortune beneath a certain amount.
Funny thing was how William recognized so many men that had been in Sins. Men that now displayed themselves as perfect, doting husbands. Everyone at these soirees had a façade to uphold.
After adjusting his black suspenders and rolling up the sleeves on his white collared shirt, William snagged a champagne glass from a passing footman just as Silk came up to him with a grin plastered on his face.
“You’ll never guess who’s here,” he said and stole William’s glass from his hand to gulp the champagne down.
William inspected the bizarre look on Silk’s face and dared to say, “Ivy?”
Silk nodded with a smile. “She’s doing a con. I bet her brother, Sean, is around as well. Come, I’ll show you the room she’s in.”
“She’s in a fucking room? With whom?”
“Her target, I presume,”Silk answered as they walked around the crush of people to a slim foyer that ran almost parallel to the ballroom.
“A man?” William balled his hand into a fist, trying to contain his rage over Ivy with another man.
“Yes, a man. She’s in the library,” Silk responded. “Go in. I’ll wait outside.”
William silently turned the gilded knob and witnessed Ivy wearing a salmon ankle-length dress with a wide flowing skirt with her back to him in the dimly lit library.
Her companion rubbed his hands up and down her arms as they stood at the mahogany desk, and she placed her hand in his trouser pocket to obviously steal his wallet. The man’s mouth lowered to hers, and William wanted to knock him out. Pure jealousy claimed superiority over every part of him.
He stepped inside and threw the door shut.
Both looked at him in surprise, and Ivy’s face was tainted with dread.
“I wouldn’t kiss her if I were you,” William mocked. “She was about to take your wallet.”
Ivy’s eyes enlarged, and she shrank back from the man, but he grabbed her arm.
“I would also stop touching her before I beat you,” William added and stormed across the room, vibrating with untamed wildness.
The guy let her go immediately.
William placed himself between them, facing him. “Get out right now.”
The man bowed his head and did as ordered when he noticed William was pulsating with fury.
William wheeled around and peered down at Ivy with a scowl until they were alone.
“Did you kiss him?” he ground out.
She disregarded his question and straightened her back. Filled with rebellion, she asked, “What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me?”
“Perhaps I am.” He edged closer and cupped her chin, angling her head up. “Did you kiss him?”
“No.”
William traced the pad of his thumb over her lips as they glared at each other. Her face was deeply etched with lines of strain and fatigue.
“What are you doing here, Ivy? Back in the Loop, back at these balls? You must have known you’d encounter me. Maybe you wanted me to find you?”
With a recalcitrant tilt to her head, she spat, “You wish. I’ve been at these balls for two weeks and you haven’t been at any of them. Now, all of a sudden, I see you two nights in a row. What the hell do you want from me? Do you want to hurt me? Then just do it!” Her fists hit his chest, and he harshly released her chin.
Her callous words crippled William, and he froze.
“I’m so sick and tired of living in fear because of you!”
“Why are you so scared of me?” he asked.
“Because I had to run away from you, William. I had to run for my life!”
“I wasn’t going to kill you, Ivy. And I didn’t want to hurt you. I should’ve handled things differently that day.” The disappointment in himself riffled through his voice. “Charles wanted me to eliminate you… But Charles is dead.”
She furrowed her delicate brow. “If he were alive, you would’ve killed me. You always obeyed Charles.”
“I guess we’ll never know if that’s true, but you’re safe from me now. I’ve moved on.” He inched closer and touched her cheek in a feather light caress with the back of his hand. It was almost no touch at all, yet it nearly scorched his flesh. “I’m lying, I haven’t moved on. You haunt me during the day, and you haunt me at night.”
“I don’t haunt you. But you know what does? It’s your regret that haunts you. You dismissed me so easily and thought to just continue with your life as before. But I told you that you would regret your decision. I told you that day not to hurt me. I revealed to you that I loved you, and you took me to the underground floors where I had to run to save my own life.” Moisture pooled in her blue eyes.
“I’m sorry, Ivy.”
“It’s too late for your apologies.”
“It’s never too late. There’s always a way. That’s what you told me.”
She skewed her lips in irritation and swiped a hand across her forehead. “Why are you here? To ruin my con?”
“How long have you been scamming again? I want to know if you’ve seduced more men.” It was difficult for William to concentrate when jealousy overruled his mind.
Ivy jabbed a finger into his chest. “You have no right to ask me that!”
William swatted her finger away and paid no heed to her forcefulness. “You asked me last night if I ever think of you. Now tell me, do you ever think of me? Do you think of our nights together?” He clenched his jaw. “Or has another man made you forget about me?”
Ivy softened and studied William intently. He was sure his rampant emotions were clearly visible because she confessed, “No one has made me forget you. No one has kissed me. No one has touched me.”
Upon hearing that, Willi
am hungered to awaken the core inside of Ivy that wanted to be touched, licked, and fucked. His strong arms latched around her, and suddenly, one large hand rested on her throat, tilting her chin up as he dipped his head. William urged her lips apart and swept his tongue persuasively through her mouth, reclaiming what he’d lost six months ago. It was a kiss that trembled with lust. He lowered his mouth to her silky throat, relishing her heated skin.
Ivy gripped his hair as he forced her backward until they hit the bookcase. William had lost control the second she kissed him back. Urgently, he sought to find bare skin, tugging her dress up her thigh, nudging her panties aside and thrusting his fingers inside her pussy.
“Ah, William,” she moaned, and he smothered her with a vigorous kiss.
His cock hardened within seconds now that he had the woman he’d coveted for so long in his embrace.
Ivy hastily unbuttoned his pants while fucking his hand. His fingers powered inside her, and his thumb rubbed her clit. She yanked his dress shirt from his pants and dug her fingers inside his boxer briefs, taking his rock-hard erection in her hand.
William rested his arm alongside her head, against a stack of books, and stroked her curls from her face. As he fingered her, she pumped his cock and they locked eyes. It was all lust, animalistic, barbaric needs that possessed William, that consumed him. He was going to fuck her like he’d fantasized doing for months.
She leaned forward and initiated their next feverish kiss. William bit Ivy’s lower lip as he clasped their hands, guiding her arm above her head while he licked his fingers that had been inside her and held her gaze.
Then William took the base of his cock and rubbed the head at her wet pussy, sinking in only an inch.
Before he drove inside, he curled his arm under her thigh, lifting her leg to rest her foot on a shelf, and he kept his arm there, clasping another shelf.
Only then, with Ivy spread against the bookcase, did he thrust his cock into her pussy to the hilt.
She gasped, and William released her hand above her head. Next to them was the library ladder, and Ivy gripped the side railing. Her other hand held on to a bookshelf high above.
William skimmed his palms down her breasts and pulled up her dress on the other side, cupping her ass as she hooked her leg around his hip. Then he hammered into Ivy while books fell from the bookcase. And as she hung on to the shelf and the ladder, he clung to her. His fingers digging into her ass.
“I’ve missed you,” she murmured around a whimper.
“I miss you every day.” He pressed his lips to hers while he fucked her crudely.
Agonizing months of regret were evident in the way their lips refused to break apart.
He rode her hard and rough, peppering kisses down her throat and sinking his teeth into her shoulder.
William kept up his grueling plunges, banging Ivy against the bookcase, and let out a low groan when she let go of the shelf. Her arm came around his neck, and she clung to him as well, their bodies melting together.
“You feel so fucking good,” he muttered against her mouth.
William rolled his hips, remembering how she loved to be fucked.
She spoke his name in a breathless whisper. And she almost came, but William needed more. Much more.
He lifted Ivy and moved to the desk. Smoothly. Swiftly.
William slid out of Ivy and placed her feet on the floor. Lightning fast, he spun her around and pushed her face-down onto the mahogany surface. He kneeled while bunching up her dress and tugged her panties down and over her ankles.
“Spread your feet, baby,” he growled.
When she complied, he buried his face in her pussy from behind, molding her ass cheeks with his large hands.
Ivy grinded against his mouth as William licked every inch of her sweet pussy. Even up to her ass.
“William...” Ivy whimpered when he drove his thumb inside her pussy and rubbed her clit fiercely, all the while still licking her.
“Come in my mouth, Ivy. Let me taste all of you.”
Ivy screamed out her orgasm as William removed his fingers and speared his tongue into her pussy until she went slack. After long moments of endless pleasure, she floated back.
He kept roaming his hands over the globes of her ass when he stood up and, without preamble, shoved his cock into her. Pistoning inside from behind, William secured his arm around Ivy’s waist to guide her up with her back against his chest. Next, he lifted one of her knees onto the desk so that she was wide open for his assault. One hand slid around the soft skin of her thigh to cup her between her legs, and his other hand gripped her hip, then he forcefully slammed in to the hilt.
Ivy’s palm was planted on the desk as her arm came back around his neck. He nipped the side of her throat, up to her jawline as their skin slapped together.
His balls tightened and pleasure crested to a peak that devastated him. The overwhelmingly satisfying sensation that shivered through his body was like none he’d ever experienced before as he spurted everything he had into her hot pussy. Then they flopped forward on the desk, William on top of Ivy’s back.
Their breathing cut through the silence, and he slid out of her, immediately missing her warm sheath.
After moments of quietness where he swam in his thoughts of how he desired to take Ivy home, he finally pushed off of her.
Kneeling down, William slipped her panties up her legs and arranged her dress as she faced him.
William was at a loss for words. Only with Ivy did that happen.
Then she gazed at him with glossy eyes, and he wondered if he’d hurt her.
William saw that she wanted to either speak or cry.
“I need to leave,” she said, and with that, she strutted from the room and slammed the door in her wake.
A perplexed William rushed to fasten his pants to follow Ivy. He hadn’t expected her to run after sex.
Opening the door, Silk stopped him by the elbow. “Let her leave, William.”
“What? Why?”
“You want her to stop fearing you, don’t you?”
William nodded grudgingly.
“Then don’t hound her every chance you get. The fear and anger needs to be replaced with trust. And if you ever want Ivy to trust you, then you need to give her space. If you continue like this, you’ll only push her away. Show her that you’re not the same man she met a year ago anymore. Be patient. And in the meantime, we’ll have the private eye follow her everywhere so you’ll know she’s safe.”
“I’m not sure I can stay away.”
“It’s the only choice you have left,” Silk answered without judgement.
With much reluctance, William took his friend’s advice. “I want you to arrange for the guard right now. I don’t want her to run from me again. And honestly, I believe something else besides being afraid of me is keeping her from me.”
He detested the thought of leaving her alone, especially after having a taste again. William didn’t know how long he would be able to stay away.
CHAPTER 45
Ivy
Luck was truly against Ivy. For weeks, she’d never stumbled upon William anywhere, and out of the blue, he attended the one soiree where she wanted to rob someone. Apparently, Ben had ratted them out to William yesterday, and Sean had kicked Ben out of their apartment last night, only to find out that Ben had taken all of their cash, so she and Sean were in desperate need of money.
As Ivy returned to the ballroom to search for Sean, she sighed in relief that William hadn’t come after her. It only took one kiss for her to surrender to William, and her body still hummed from being close to him. The power he had over her was so immense that she was afraid she would never say no to him. She didn’t even want to.
While she tried to locate Sean with much trouble because of her lousy eyesight, she relived every second of her encounter with William. How remarkably good he’d fit inside her. For a brief moment in time, she’d enjoyed happiness again. Her heart still screamed his name freque
ntly.
Moving outside into the garden, she still didn’t spot Sean. But to her annoyance, she did see William and Silk returning to the ballroom with ladies in tow. Ivy remembered very well how women swooned over William, and of course, the women here chased him too. He and Silk together did make a dashing pair. William casually swiped a hand through his disheveled hair, and the women ogled his tattoos and bulging biceps. How handsome he looked in his customary white dress shirt and black suspenders.
As if he sensed her eyes on him, he reached up to the back of his neck, and then he looked directly at her. William held her gaze while swiftly tracing the pad of his thumb over his lip – the one that had been inside her core.
Ivy stood in the doorway and expected him to come to her, to force her to talk or drag her off with him. But he astonished Ivy by engaging the other women in conversation.
She studied William’s casual manner, and it irked her enormously. Then, unfortunately, he edged his way across the ballroom, further away from her, so she couldn’t see him clearly anymore. Instead of continuing her search for Sean, she stalked William. It was an entirely stupid decision, but she wanted to smash the woman who accompanied him.
Silk, William, and two females in expensive dresses stopped at the beverage table, and William gallantly provided them with drinks.
Ivy had wondered if William was here with a date.
Did he just ditch his date to quickly fuck her?
While she had thought she had to escape William, maybe he was glad she’d scurried off right after sex? Maybe all he’d wanted was to fuck her? He had wanted confirmation from her if she’d kissed anyone while he was here with a bloody date? Ivy felt foolish to have fallen for his charms. William was a seducer, a man who idolized feminine beauty.
Her heart sank to her feet. And being the tenacious Ivy that she was, she couldn’t simply leave. No, she confronted him in all her jealous indignation.
Ivy closed the distance between her and William, and she swore she saw him tense when she arrived at the table as well to take a glass of champagne.
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