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Slowly her eyes peeled open, head rolling to meet my gaze.

“Good. Now you need to tell me very clearly, do you want me to stop?” Pushing down for a brief second on her clit, I curled my fingers around her thigh. “Tell me, do you want me stop?”

Her head twisted just a hair side to side.

“Say it. I need to hear you say it.”

Ivy's voice was a whisper. “No.”

“Louder, I can't hear you. Do you want me to stop?”

“No.”

Slipping my fingers under the dress, I gently walked them up her thigh. “Can I give you this?”

Her lids expanded, eyes darting between mine with confusion.

Pressing between her heated lips, I slid my finger up and down her slit. She was soaked, her pussy drenching with need. Twirling around her clit, Ivy's back arched, head falling back.

Her moan was erotic, slowly drawing out over her tongue. “Fuck,” she breathed out, her thighs squeezing around my hand as every muscle in her body tensed.

“I'll take that as a yes. This is for you, and only you.”

Teasing the opening, her hands tugged down on the cuffs, thighs opening easily as I played with her hot cunt.

Fuck I wanted to be in there. I wanted to tear the damn dress off her body, throw her legs open and slam my cock deep inside.

But not yet, she needed this.

A delicate moan escaped her lips, her eyes crinkled at the corners, prickles jumping across her skin. Rocking her hips, she tried to guide me inside.

“You like that. I knew you would.” Flicking her clit, her thighs clamped around my hand. “I can take this slow or I can send you over the fucking edge right now. I'm in charge, I control this.”

Her eyes fell on mine, head nodding gently.

My cock was solid, crushing the engorged head into my pants. Stroking my shaft over the fabric, I felt like I could pop already and I wasn't even inside her.

Her back arched deep, ass pressing further into the mattress. Hovering around her entrance, I let my finger slip in. Her moan was loud, needy, yearning for a good fuck.

And I wanted to give her that, give her every inch of my dick I could stuff deep inside her.

This is only for her, Dante.

You'll have her, just not yet.

I had to remind myself of what I was doing. Ivy had been so fucking tense, so worked up, she was in need of this way more than I was.

Gyrating her hips, I slid my finger all the way inside. Thumbing her clit, I let her fuck my finger. Her pussy was growing wetter, clenching around my hand like she needed it to live.

Ivy's breathing became short and erratic. Her moans were drawn out, pussy pulsing as I drove her to the edge of insanity. Pinching her nipple, the hardened bead perked, igniting a fiercer yell from her lips.

She was so close I could feel it. Her clit had swelled, pulsing against the pad of my thumb as I circled the sensitive button.

And then I felt her. I felt her muscles tighten, going rigid and stiff. Her spine dipped, chest lifting to the ceiling. Her skin grew red, flushing as it warmed.

Grabbing her throat, I squeezed, applying just enough pressure to help intensify what her body was about to go through. Ivy's head fell back, lids snapping shut. A quick gasp hit her lips as the world around us faded away.

It was crazy what a little aggressive coddling could do to someone if delivered at just the right moment. If she was looking for vanilla territory . . . She wouldn't find it here.