I pulled back slightly, giving Ivy enough space to breathe. My eyes roamed over her flushed face, her swollen, wet lips, and the reddish mark on her neck. Before I knew it, a satisfied smile tugged at my lips as I took in how disheveled she looked beneath me.Honestly, deep down, I wanted to make her even more disheveled. But I knew Ivy was still trembling whenever I touched her.“I need to make dinner,” she said, avoiding my gaze.“Yeah, use that excuse to get away from me again.”“I’m not making excuses. I really do want to cook,” Ivy denied.My thumb brushed over her flushed cheek before sliding beneath her lower lip. “All right. Want me to help you cook?”“No!” She answered much faster than I expected. “I can do it myself,” she added, quickly getting out of bed and hurrying away from me. She practically ran.As soon as the bedroom door closed, I lay back on the bed and let out a long breath. Damn, the pressure down there was almost unbearable. Without thinking, I rubbed the part o
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