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I grab her leg and wrap it around my waist, then I push my fingers into her pussy. She’s so wet and so tight the walls of her pussy feel like they're about to crush my finger. I salivate at the thought of what my dick will feel like inside her.

But the instant I think that, the sweet taste of desire fades from her lips.

It’s gone and I can’t find it anywhere.

I realize it’s because fear has come back and stolen it from me.

And she’s not ready yet. I can feel it in the way her lips have slipped from mine and the tremble in her body.

I could still ram my dick into her and fuck her raw. I’ve fucked without emotion many times before on one night stands and just-because fucks.

But… that isn’t how I want her.

This is fucking crazy, but when I take her, I want everything. I want to her to want me.

I pull my fingers out of her and stop kissing her. When I set her down she stares back at me with disbelief.

Her lips part with a question but it never comes. Good. Because not even I am certain of what I’m doing. I’m just allowing my obsession to guide me.

Right now that demands something Ivy can’t give me. Yet.

“Get on your knees and stroke me.” We can still do other things from the fantasy. Everything we do works together to break her down and make her mine.

Ivy lowers to her knees and strokes my length.

“Harder,” I groan.

The good little deer obeys, rubbing my cock up and down.

The sight of her on her knees and my cock straining in her hands, makes me lose control and I come.

My cum sprays all over her chest and splashes in her face, marking her as mine once more.

I cup the back of her head and lace my fingers through her hair. “It’s going to be a long night. I hope you’re not tired.”

She swallows and gazes up at me.

“Open your mouth.” I guide my cock to her lips, and she opens her mouth, licking off the cum already on me while she makes me hard again.

Chapter 17

Ivy

Two weeks have passed, and my virginity is still intact.

I don't know if Thorne is screwing with my head or if this is part of some weird ritual where he's trying to drive me insane.

I’m having lunch with Isabelle at the café. She's talking about her dates with Ryan, but my mind is on Jupiter. I'm listening to her but not really paying attention.

Thorne has scrambled my brain worse than eggs and I can’t focus on anything else. Since this whole arrangement started I’ve just about managed to get through my classes and do my sorority stuff.

I keep remembering that first night in the shower when I was sure he was going to take my virginity.

Shamefully, I’d wanted him, then I realized that taking my virginity would mean nothing to him. That saddened me deeply, and then, by some stroke of magic he changed things up.

He didn’t slam into me with his pierced dick—which totally terrified me when I first saw it.

He’s only worn it once since and I’ve gotten so up close and personal with him and his dick that I know he really does just wear his piercing for me. To shock me.