Cade

Ivy slows from running to walking on the treadmill, her chest heaving up and down.

“Son of a bitch.” Her words blending with his enclose in my chest, squeezing tight. So incredibly tight. I feel them digging deeper, twisting like precious ivy up my spine.

“I’ve thought about killing Drew about as long as you have. I tried once. Stabbed him in the leg. We both know how unsuccessful that was.”

“All I want is you.”

“She sucked me off on her hands and knees.”

This woman placed her trust in me, let me push her a little farther out of her comfort zone by giving me what I thought was the last of her demons. Before that, she knew I’d bolted from the kind of lifestyle I wanted to live. She still let me in. Still cares about the man she sees, and here I stand with my dick hard getting ready to push her through the final step to free her beautiful spirit.

Her confession about killing Drew was spoken with as much vengeance as I have. Those words slamming into me with such force they’ve been living in the shadows where only the evilest of thoughts have lived.

My lungs constrict and seize.

The same night I slid into hell, Ivy wasn’t far behind.

I curl my lips upward. I have to give her the vengeance she deserves.

I lied to Drew about taking her to get a tree. I had already gotten one. Sent Ellie on a shopping spree for decorations and now my home is lit up with the first Christmas tree I’ve had since my family died. Could care less if I have one, it makes Ivy happy, and that’s all I care about.

Funny how two people who used to love the same things turned into opposites and yet they still find themselves attracted to one another.

One thing I didn’t lie to Drew about was her staying off my cock. She wants me as bad as I want her. Shit, the minute we’re alone, I’m inside of her before we hit the bed.

There was something in Drew’s voice that doesn’t sit right with me. It has to do with whoever drugged Ivy. Not sure if I believe him or not. If the other information Chaz found out the same night he snooped through Casey’s apartment is any indication, then Drew is telling the truth. Guess there’s only one way to find out.

Reaching for my phone, I shoot Nick a text with my plans, wait for his response and shut it off when he sends me one of those stupid thumbs up emoji things. I hate those fuckers. He and Chaz use them all the time. Fucking assholes.

“Don’t move,” I call out from behind Ivy causing her to whirl around. She’s sweaty. I’m about to make her soak in it. Incapable of running for the next couple days if I have my way.

Dimming the lights, I make my way toward her as I grip my cock through my shorts. “Used to watch you through the glass of my office when you worked out. I jacked off dozens of times watching you. Dreamed of you dropping to your knees and sucking me off.” Bastard fucking move on my part. Shit needs to be done. I want all of her fear gone.

Her features twist in pain.

“She sucked me off on her hands and knees.”

Fucker forced her to do it. Just like he forced her to do everything else.

“Tell me?” I clasp her chin between my thumb and my twitchy finger to guide her face up. I know how much this is going to burn my ass about as much as it’s going to hurt her to say it.

Her eyes fill with tears, but she holds them back. “He made me crawl to the end of our bed and forced me to take him in my mouth on my hands and knees.”

I swallow down her pain while my hatred for Drew grows. The man is going to die on his hands and knees. Penance for what he made her do.

“I’d never force you to do anything.”

“I know that.”

I stare into those eyes that trance me every damn time waiting for more, but she slips out of my hold, takes off her shoes and socks, tugs her sweats and panties off and drops to her knees.

“Stand up, Ivy. You don’t have to prove anything to me.” I glare down at her, feeling the air inside my body burning with anger.

“No. I want to do this. I’m proving to myself I can do it, Cade. I want him out of my life before you kill him. Don’t pity me. Love me. Drop your shorts.” Her mouth screws into a rebellious expression as blood rushes to my dick. The air in my lungs ceases when she drags her fingers down the front of my shorts and grabs my balls. It’s gut instinct when my eyes close and I fight to keep in a moan.

“I don’t pity you. I admire the fighter in you.” The stubborn woman shows more strength every damn day. “If you want this, you’re going to have to pull me out yourself.”

With lack of hesitation, she yanks my shorts down and grabs the base of my dick. My eyes roll. I’ll never be tired of her hands on me. A pleasure a dirty man like me inhales every chance I get.

My mouth drops open to ask her if she’s sure. However, before I get a word out, Ivy leans forward and pulls my entire length in her mouth. “Holy Fuuuuckkkkk,” I roar so loud I wouldn’t be surprised if the machines in here don’t wobble.

Her hands slip to my ass as she teases and taunts my slit with her tongue. My hips thrust forward, my hands begging to grab hold of her head and fuck her mouth with my own pace.

Fast and furious.

I clench one fist, take hold of the handle on the treadmill with the other while she sucks me so hard into her mouth, it makes me wish I was capable of going easy on her.

I peek down to her watching me, her pupils are dilated, her tongue darting out, and our eyes convey a type of trust I never thought I’d see again. It’s written all over her as she licks the underside of my shaft, digs her nails into my ass and fucks my cock with her mouth and tongue.

Sliding my fingers toward the back of her neck, I lightly grip, causing a moan to escape through her plump swollen lips.

I about blow into her mouth when she spreads her legs, inserts a finger into her dripping pussy, and fucks herself in sync to her bobs on my dick.

“Damn, Ivy.” She thrusts in another, never taking her eyes off of mine. “How wet are you?”

“I’m dripping,” she mouths around my cock.

I smell the heady scent of her in the air. Those fingers wet with her arousal. I want them in my mouth.

“Suck on them, but don’t you dare take my dick out of your mouth.” Pulling them out slowly, her juices smeared all over her fingers; eyes hazed over in lust, she wipes them on my dick and licks.

I groan and watch in approval as she darts her pink tongue out, runs her perfect mouth up and down my ridge tasting herself. Not a bit of wavering.

Naughty fucking woman.

My gift.

“Christ, baby.”

Heat from her warm mouth sizzles through my cock.

I can’t hold back. Shoving my hand into her hair, I thrust forward while she deep throats the hell out of me. I fuck her harder, deeper, and rejoice in the sexy submission of her greedy moan.

A grunt speeds through my brain as my spine tingles letting me know I’m close. I’m not blowing in her mouth. Not this time.

“Get up here.” I step back, my cock aching, her mouth hanging open. I need inside her now. Bending, I grasp her by the waist, step onto the treadmill and hoist her onto the angled display and spread her legs over the bars. Perfect alignment for me to thrust right in.

Her breasts are heaving up and down in the confines of her sports bra, her nipples hard as hot little rocks.

I palm my hands on her sweet little ass until her pussy is aligned with my groin.

“Tonight I’m going to make good on my promise of fucking you raw.”

Tilting in, I take her by that feisty mouth. Diving in to taste her with the first sharp swipe of my tongue. I’m not usually a man who takes my time. Always have with her though.

When she bites my lip, I know it’s time to fuck her.

“Hang on tight, Ivy. I’m not taking mercy on your pussy. I’ve fantasized since the first time you walked in here to fuck you after you worked out.” I slam into her hard. Her body jolts backward, fingers digging into my shoulders. Her pussy clenching my cock for dear life.

I pound into this woman’s tight body so hard I can’t even fucking think straight. She feels goddamn good.

Silk and seduction.

A temptress.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come, Cade.” My name is bouncing off the walls and hitting my chest.

“Fuck, yeah, you are. Take it, take all of my cock and coat him with your pretty pussy. Play with your clit. I want you coming until you can’t fucking think, Ivy.” I lift her ass just enough for her to place her fingers right where I can see them. I want her to feel me slamming into her everywhere.

“Jesus fucking Christ, if you could see yourself right now. Your greedy pussy is pink, wet, and swollen. It’s gripping the hell out of me, screaming for more. You love this, don’t you?”

“Yes. I love it.” She pants, tits bouncing, nipples so tight I wish I would have pulled her bra down so I could pinch and twist them.

Like her, I can’t get enough of hearing her say my name.

“Say my name. Scream it, Ivy.” I growl, grabbing the ends of her hair, pulling it until her back arches, her body strung taut in my hands. Those eyes directed at me.

“Cade, Cade, Cade,” she yells. I feel her hard, desperate breaths in my lungs.

Her body bucking wildly against mine with her fingers moving over her clit has my hips thrusting as hard as they’ve ever done before. I want to fuck her wild. Make her insane and dip right back in for more.

Gorgeous woman is giving as good as she’s getting. Her striking eyes are glazed over in so much desire I can hardly see the white around their color. The more I thrust into her, the tighter my balls become. I’m sweating my ass off trying to hold out to get one more release out of her sweet little cunt. I’ve never fucked a woman so hard in my life.

“You better give me one more before I fill up this pussy of yours.” I slam into her hard, my legs burning. My thighs are clenching, and when she clutches her walls around me, I spill into her on a wild roar. Her name is falling from my lips. I milk my cock until it’s dry.

My cock starts to harden again the minute I pull out of her and watch my cum drip down her slit to the puckered hole of her ass. Fuck me that is hot.

In her weakness, she found her strength.