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stop, Fox?”
    He closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, they were wild once again, this time filled with lust. “Because, cupcake, if I come at you right now, in your kitchen, I won’t be able to control myself. I will be between your sweet legs fuckin’ you rough, crazy and fast. I at least want you comfortable while I do it.” He smirked. “Go to your room, Ivy, and I will follow, but lookout when I do.”
    Licking my lips, I nodded. With my heart beating rapidly, my chest rising and falling quickly, I made my way down the other hall toward my room. Though, on the way I had a wicked thought. I gripped the bottom of my dress and pulled it up and over my head, dropping it to the floor, leaving me in my matching red lacy bra and panties.
    I heard a hiss, growl and thump behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see that Fox had hit the wall with an open palm. “Fuck, you just had to, didn’t you!” It wasn’t a question so I said nothing. He took two long strides toward me. In the next second, I was over his shoulder and he was rushing into my room. He threw me to my bed. I bounced up and down and stared at him with wide eyes as his own eyes raked my body.
    “You’re so goddamn beautiful. I’ve never had a piece like you,” he growled. He whipped his tee up over his head and threw it to the floor. His tattooed chest, stomach and arms were the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
    Rubbing my legs together, I said, “And I’ve never had anyone as hot as you, Fox Kilpatrick.”
    “Christ,” he swore as he undid the button on his jeans, sliding down his zipper. “Tell me you’re wet and ready for me, cupcake. Tell me?” he asked as he removed his jeans and boxers. He stood and I watched his big, hard cock spring up.
    Oh, hang on, eyes off the candy . It was hard, so very hard—pun intended—but he was waiting for an answer, so I gave him one, “I’m more than ready for you, handsome.”
    He nodded, kneeling on the end of the bed, only to rethink it and stood back up. Instead, he grabbed both my ankles. I let out a squeak as he pulled me down the bed toward him. He let go of my legs and his hands went to my underwear at the crotch, where he ripped them apart and plunged two fingers inside of me. My back arched and I moaned, “God, yes.”
    “Damn, woman, fuckin’ beautiful and wet, so tight too.” He leaned over me, his hand going to the bed beside my head as he used his other hand to fuck me. “Yeah, gorgeous, take my fingers.” And I did. He ran his thumb over my clit causing me to cry out.
    But then his fingers disappeared and I watched with hooded eyes as he sucked them dry. Then I felt him lining his cock up at my entrance.
    “After this, after I come inside you. No one else is allowed. You get me, Ivy?” he asked as he rubbed his cock up and down my slick lips.
    “Um?” I said, because I truly wasn’t focused, all I wanted was his cock inside of me.
    “Ivy,” he growled. I looked up at him; he seemed strained, holding back control until he got what he wanted out of me. “You take no other but me inside of you. Yes?”
    “Yes,” I agreed.
    “Good, you on the pill?” he asked.
    “Yes, babe, now fuck me already,” I snapped, only to groan as he thrust forward so all of him was embedded inside of me.
    “Fuck,” he swore. “You okay?”
    “Oh, yeah,” I sighed.
    “Good,” he hissed against my cheek and then he moved back out to thrust back in. “Beautiful pussy, fuckin’ glorious,” he growled as his pace picked up and he fucked me hard and fast, just like he said he would. His lips met mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and melded my body, as tightly as I could against his, kissing him back.
    “Dammit,” he hissed against my lips and then he pulled all the way out and away from me.
    “Fox?” I whined.
    “You nearly had me coming already. I’m not used to that and I don’t want to blow my load just yet,” he explained and then knelt on the floor between my