I can still feel his lips on mine. I can still feel the quivering of my legs from when he touched me for the first time. I’m still aroused from the whole experience. And I know that tonight he’ll give me all that and more. I know that tonight is the night he’ll take me.
But I guess there’s one vital piece of information I’ve yet to tell him. I’m a virgin. Despite being a romance author, despite having written about sex in explicit detail, despite sounding like I know what I’m talking about...it’s all new to me. I have no idea how he’ll react when he finds out, but at some point tonight, I have to let him know. It’s yet another factor that adds pressure onto tonight, but something tells me that everything is going to be okay. It’s all going to run smoothly tonight, and tomorrow is a problem to think about later.
I never thought I’d have the guts for something like this, but as I carry the trash bags through the living room, passing by my brother and my father, they don’t even look up at me. They’re almost making it too easy for me. I can’t help smiling to myself as I slip out of the door. This dangerous game is a risky one, and yet I feel like I’ve got this whole thing under my control.
I ditch the bags and rush for the elevator. My heart is racing and I’m sweating a little. I’m leaving one fear behind and facing another...my feelings for Kingsley. Feelings so intense that they threaten to overwhelm me entirely. It scares me how quickly I’ve fallen for him, but I can’t back out now. It’s going to be all or nothing with me and him, and I’ve just surrendered all my chips for him.
His taxi is waiting for me outside. I get in quickly, breathing hard. He quickly captures my lips in a kiss that takes what air I had remaining away from me. I feel light-headed and dizzy. As the taxi drives off, he caresses my cheek.
“Are you alright?”
“I will be,” I breathe. “Where are we going?”
“I’m going to take you to a nice bar in town, it serves fantastic cocktails.”
I blush. “I’m not really dressed for it...I couldn’t wear anything nice without raising their suspicions.”
“You look beautiful,” he growls. “But I brought you a surprise. I figured you’d want to change into something more comfortable.”
He slides a gift box across the seat. When I open it, I gasp. It’s not just a dress. It’s not just a pair of beautiful heels. It’s an outfit I recognize. After all, I’ve written about it in my novel.
“It’s...it’s…”
“The outfit that Rose wears on her first date with the professor, yes,” Kingsley growls. “I thought I could bring some of your book to life for the first time...and you’re perfect to play Rose.”
I glance up at him with a shy smile. “Does that make you the professor?”
Kingsley lets another growl escape from his lips. “I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”
I’m blushing now. I’m nothing like Rose...Rose is meant to be this beautiful, enchanting woman...but Kingsley is perfect to play her lover. Does he see me the way that the professor sees Rose? If he does, then I feel so completely lucky. The romance I brought to life in my novel is everything I’ve ever wanted for myself...is that what Kingsley and I will have? A forbidden love so strong that nothing can keep us apart?
When we arrive at the bar, I slip into the bathroom to change. I emerge in a midnight blue dress that tumbles all the way to the floor and navy shoes made of velvet. When I look at myself in the mirror, I feel like I’ve stepped straight into the story I wrote. Maybe this is it. Maybe we are Rose and the Professor. Maybe everything is going to be okay.
I try and feel as confident as Rose so often does in my novel as I find Kingsley at the bar. I feel like I’m a trio of people in one, Ivy, Rose, Roxanne, the lines between the three feel blurred. But as I keep my chin up, I realize that I want to be more than Ivy can offer. I want to leave my insecurities behind...I want to love myself the way I deserve to.
And then, Kingsley can love me too.
Kingsley
Stepping out in her new dress, Ivy seems like a new woman. Not in the way she looks, but in the way she carries herself. She walks toward me, exuding a confidence that I’ve never seen in her before. My face pulls into a smile. She’s still my girl, but now, she looks as though she feels comfortable in her own skin. It’s so hot that I feel my cock hardening in my pants immediately.
“Did you already order?” she asks me, sliding onto the seat next to me. For the first time, she doesn’t hang her head as she speaks to me, looking me directly in the eyes. The eye contact is enough to stir something deep within me. I want to rip that dress off her and see every inch of her beautiful skin. I want to get her out of this place and make her mine. But at the same time, I want to enjoy our first proper date together. I smile at her.
“I ordered, yeah. I thought I’d take a guess at one of your favorites, but if you hate it I can order something else.”
“I’m sure you’ll have got it spot on,” she says with a mischievous smile. It’s not a look I’m used to seeing on her, but I like this new cheeky side to her. “Did you by any chance order me a mojito?”
My smile widens. “I did, it’s fresh and classy. I thought it would be right up your ally.”
“And you were right. It seems like you know me pretty well already.”
My cheeks hurt from smiling as our drinks are served. I take her hand.
“Shall we find a booth? Somewhere a little more private?”
“I’d like that,” she purrs, sending a shudder down my spine. I don’t know what’s come over her, maybe it’s the dress, maybe it’s the sneaking around, but she’s got even more electricity bouncing off her than ever before. I can’t say I mind one bit.
We find a booth and she sits close to me, her eyes searching mind seductively. I want to kiss her, but I distract my mouth by sipping my drink. For now, I want to talk. I want to get to know this enigmatic woman who has captured my attention. I put a hand on her thigh just to calm my urges. I’m still touching her, but for now, this is as far as I’ll take it.
“I’m glad we’re doing this,” I growl. “I’ve waited a long time for you, Ivy...and now, you’re finally within my reach.”
“I’m happy to be here too,” she says. She sighs a little. “Though Jasper and my father are going to do their best to destroy me after tonight.”
She takes her phone out of her bag. There’s already plenty of texts and missed calls from them on her screen. She types out a quick reply and then turns her phone off with a smile. She glances back up at me.
“I don’t want them to worry. But they’re going to have to accept this if they want me in their lives, I’m not planning on moving on from this. Not now...not ever.”
I growl in delight. I’m glad she’s viewing this in the same way I am. She can feel the connection as strongly as I can. I know it.
“Whatever happens…” I growl, rubbing my hand up and down her bare thigh where the dress splits to reveal her sexy legs. “We’re doing this together. I’ve got you, Ivy...you’re my girl. This is an obstacle for us to overcome together.”
She finally blushes, which is a stark reminder that she’s still my sweet girl Ivy. The one who is scared of the world, the one who is shy of her own self. My hand ventures a little further up her leg.
“We’re going to be okay.”
“I know,” she whispers. “That’s how it always works out in stories, anyhow...if we’re Rose and the Professor... then everything is going to be okay.”
I nod. She’s right. The story she wrote is almost like a foreshadowing of what we’re sharing now. We might have different names to the characters, different lifestyles and different scenes we have to be a part of to make up our own tale, but our motives are the same. At the end of the day, we want what anyone in the world wants. We want love. We want hot sex that rocks our world each and every time, and we want someone special to share the experience with.
“Ivy…” I growl. My hand is almost at the top of my thigh. “My life changed
three years ago when I saw you at that party. I think that maybe this was always destined to happen. Maybe if you’d seen me there that night, it would’ve happened sooner...but now that we’re here, I’m not letting you go. I’ll face anything that comes my way to have you for myself. I know this might seem scary...and I know we’re going to have a bumpy ride, but none of that is enough to put me off. It’s made me realize...all this time I’ve been waiting...I’ve been falling in love with you as well.”
She gasps, looking shocked. She can barely believe what I’ve just told her. But I can see the softness in her eyes. I can see that she feels it too. She parts her lips.
“You really mean that?”
I lean in close. “Yes. I’d never lie to you, Ivy. I love you and I want you to be mine.”
She takes a deep breath. “Kingsley…I love you too.”
I can’t hold back any longer. I lean in to kiss her plump lips. I can feel my cock hardening once again as my hand slides around her sexy waist. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for. The confirmation that she is everything I will ever need or want. The proof that I’m not crazy for the way I feel toward her, the feeling is absolutely mutual. And now that she’s given in to me and told me that she loves me, there’s only one thing left to do to make this union complete.
I need to make love to her.
CHAPTER SIX
Ivy
His hand is on my waist as we enter his apartment building. I can barely believe this is actually happening. A few days ago I hadn’t even been on my first date, let alone gone home with a man. Now, I’m in the grasp of the man I love, going back to his home as though it’s the most natural thing in the world. He presses his lips to my temple as we enter the elevator.
“Are you okay? You were quiet on the way here,” he murmurs in my ear. I look up at him.
“I’m better than okay. I’ve never been happier. It’s just...I know there’s no going back. My family is going to hate me for this.”
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he growls. “I want you so much I can barely hold myself back...but I will, if that’s what you want.”
“No,” I whisper. “You’re worth risking everything for.”
His lips crash against mine as the doors to the elevator open. We stumble through the corridor as he fumbles for his keys, his mouth still locked to mine. I grasp at him desperately. I want him so badly that I ache. I can feel his member pressing against me and I drive myself wild with the thought that very soon, he’s going to be inside me for the very first time.
I push thoughts of telling him I’m a virgin aside for now. His key makes it to the lock and he twists it until we go tumbling into his place. I barely take in the sheer size of it and the fancy decor. My focus is solely on him, on his body, on the things he’s going to do to me very soon. I’m trembling beneath his touch. This is it.
He opens the door to his bedroom and we collapsed onto the bed together. He crawls on top of me, breathing hard as he unbuttons his shirt quickly. My beautiful dress that he bought me rides up as though inviting him in, and I don’t mind one bit. I want to feel him inside me. I want to know how it feels to become one with another person, but that person has to be him. No one could ever compare to him.
He sheds his pants too, leaving him standing naked before me as I lie on the bed, staring at him in shock. His member is so big that it feels like I’ll never be able to take it all inside me. But he doesn’t give me much time to think. He crawls onto the bed and grabs my hips, pulling me up closer to him. He tugs my panties down and discards them before burying his face between my legs.
I gasp at the new form of contact. I’ve never experienced anything like this. It feels so intimate that my legs begin to tremble in anticipation. His tongue runs over my pussy, nudging my clit and making me arch my back. I want him closer than is physically possible. I grab his hair and pull him into me and he growls in delight, gripping my hips harder as he pleasures me.
I’ve never felt this way before. Even our time in the library can’t compare to this. His tongue works absolute magic, setting every single nerve ending on fire. I cry out in pleasure, unable to hold myself back. Now that we’re finally alone, we can do as we please...including making as much noise as we want.
As his tongue begins to focus on my clit, my pleasure intensifies. I clamp my thighs around his face, locking him in, but he doesn’t seem to mind one bit. Even though he’s probably struggling to breathe a little, he continues to lap hungrily at my most sensitive parts, sending me tumbling each time his tongue flickers on my sweet spot.
I won’t last long like this. It’s pleasure like I’ve never known before. I gasp loudly and he looks up at me with those sultry eyes, knowing he has me exactly where he wants me. My body is completely helpless under his touch. I have no control. As his tongue massages my clit one final time, I feel myself explode into an orgasm. Crying out, I buck against his face, stars clouding my vision as the pleasure reaches its peak. I’ve never had such an incredible orgasm, and I don’t want it to ever stop.
But as I’m still on the comedown, Kingsley moves his fingers between my legs, penetrating me with two fingers at a quick pace. My sensitive body is still riding the high so it feels even more incredible. I’m breathing hard, gasping as he drives me wilder with every movement of his hand. He’s kneeling over me now, looking magnificent with his chiseled body hunched over mine and his hard cock shifting closer to me. Feeling brave, I take it in my hand and begin to pump it up and down. He growls, looking deep into my eyes as he continues to thrust his fingers deep inside me. I can tell he likes the way I’m touching him so I don’t dare stop. I want to give him the unimaginable pleasure that he’s managed to give me.
He gently begins to rock his hips, thrusting into my hand. Somehow, it makes the experience even more erotic. He pulls me closer with his free hand and encourages me to wrap my legs around his waist. As we continue to pleasure one another, he looks deep into my eyes and I feel so much love, so much passion, so much need that I almost orgasm all over again. He feels so good inside me, but I want to feel his cock deep in my pussy now. I know that even though this feels like heaven, having his length inside me will be like a step beyond even that.
He seems to sense my desperation because with a growl, he pulls his fingers out of me. I can see that they’re soaked with my juices and he looks incredibly aroused by the fact. He leans in closer to me, growling as he presses himself up against my entrance.
“I need you,” he growls. “Let me fuck you, Ivy. I want to be inside your tight little pussy.”
I gasp. This is it. But something is holding me back. I know that I still haven’t told him about the fact that I’m a virgin. I move back from him on the bed and he stares at me in confusion.
“What is it?” he says. “Don’t you want to?”
“I do...of course I do. More than anything,” I say. I can hear the tremble in my own voice as I speak. “I just...I want to let you know something before we do this.”
He frowns and reaches out to touch my cheek. “What is it, baby? Is everything okay?”
“Yes...it’s just...I want you to know, before we go ahead with this...I’m...I’m…”
He watches me expectantly. I take a deep breath.
“I’m a virgin.”
Kingsley
It takes a minute for the information to process. Did she really just tell me that she’s a virgin? I almost can’t believe it.
I run a hand through my hair. There’s no way that someone as beautiful as her has never had a man before...unless by choice, of course. Has she been saving herself for someone special?
Is that person me?
“Kingsley…” she whispers. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier...I don’t want to freak you out or anything...it doesn’t have to be a big deal…”
“But it is a big deal,” I growl. “If no one else has ever touched you…then that means I have you all to myself.”
She b
links in surprise. “You mean...you mean you don’t mind?”
“Mind?” I growl, moving closer to her. I grab her waist and throw her down on the bed so that I’m on top of her once again. She gasps, clearly not having expected such an act of dominance. Towering over her, I allow myself to smile. “I don’t mind at all, Ivy. Now that I know that you’re all mine, you’re even sexier. I didn’t think it was possible...and yet here you are...making me want you even more than before.”
In true Ivy fashion, she blushes scarlet, but she’s smiling too. “Oh, Kingsley...I’m so glad that you’re okay with this...it’s you...and only you...I want you to take my virginity.”
“That’s like music to my ears,” I growl. And then I pull her legs up around my waist and press against her entrance. As I slide inside her, I hear her gasp in pleasure and I smile. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for.
It feels so damn good to be inside her. As I begin to build up a rhythm, she moans with pleasure and stares up at me with lust in her eyes. I need no other encouragement to begin to thoroughly fuck her. I go deeper and deeper inside her each time, relishing each cry that escapes her lips. It feels so good to hear her making sounds that I know I’ve caused. I know how much she’s enjoying this...if the look of love and lust on her face wasn’t enough, the feeling of being inside her and hearing her cries makes me realize how good this moment is.
I’m not going to last long inside her. Not this first time. She’s so tight around my cock that the whole thing is like beautiful torture. With her dress still covering half of her body, I move it aside to reveal her bare breasts, explore them with my hands and pinch her nipples. She moans in delight and I almost come right there and then, but I hold onto this pleasure for just a little longer. I look into her eyes and feel a million emotions washing over me. I want to come inside her and fill her up with my babies. I want to make her mine in a final. I want to know that this isn’t just for one night...that it’s forever.
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