CHAPTER 8

IVY’S POV

IVY'S POV

I don't know what Cassie's play is but was not a good idea…not that I don't want it..the guy makes me lose control and go all mushy mushy inside. I don't want to be any guy's conquest not to talk of a celebrity's. I followed him into a sleek vehicle which was easier than I thought since apparently…I roll my eyes… he came with a bodyguard that sheilded us from the fans no wonder no one pulled my hair for standing too close to the adonis.

He helped me into his very nice car and I must say chivalry isnt dead after all…very gentlemanly speaking of manly those hands of his are firm and holds me well.. ugh its official guys, I have finally lost my senses.

"are you okay? You've been quiet ever since we got in the car" maybe because you mesmerise me and I really want to do unspeakable things to you, I wanted to say but instead I say

"you practically forced to come here what do you expect, for me bow and worship at your sexy legs?" okay that didn't come out well

"oh you think I am sexy? I bet you really want to worhip somewhere else also maybe somewhere closer to the hips?" ugh now he thinks I want to give him heads not that I don't want to but he doesn't have know that

"I bet you are thinking about my crotch" I decided to ignore him when we got to the café … wait this isnt a café though I've never been here before but I know a café when I see one and this isnt it

"this is not a café "I say voicing my doubt

"sure it is " he said when we got in and a waiter immediatedly came to him, after greeting him with a wide smile greeted me with a weird look I'm thinking its probably my outfit. The waiter took us to a very secluded spot at the back and again this doesn't look like a café he left after taking our order. The waiter came back with our order and Scott told him not to disturb us.

"how about we go on a real date? Just you and I , somewhere quiet no paparazzi , fans or friends" wow I know I'm not suppose to but I feel butterflies in my stomach for just what he said,but 'the' Scott Davis taking me on a date? That's a hella news

" why would you want to do that? You can have like any girl you want, why would you leave those overly-perfect-toned-legged-skinny model and ask me on a date?"

"first" he said raising his thumb " because I always get what I want and I want you. Second"he raised his index fingers "they might be a spank bank material but you are every man's wet dream" he's quite the talker "just think about it, I'll show you a real good time" oh that wink that does things to my body

"I don't doubt that you will" my eyes trailing his body from his broad shoulders that looks firm to his chest and abs that I am very sure doesn't have an ounce of fat there. And oh his shirt that hugs his body like a second skin that makes him sinfully unresistable.

"ooo you are totally checking me out" he said smirking . I wish I can just slap that smirk off his face because he is so right, he looks so eatable.

"is that bad" I said leaning closer to him. I know I am flirting with him but I cant help it

" are you flirting with me?" he says licking his lower lip and those lips are so kissable making me to remember the kiss we shared back stage or… more than a kiss.

"what if I am " I don't know what came over me but I bit my lower lip to stop the moaning that is threatening to come out of my mouth.

"if you keep doing that I won't care about taking you on a first date Ivy, I will take you right here right now. I am barely holding back" he says squeezing my thigh I don't know how he came to my side so fast hell I don't even know how we got to almost ripping eachother's clothes in the coffe shop's private booth. I don't know what I want later but right now I want his hands and mouth all over me.

I don't know if it's the way he talks or his tight jeans that is pulling me in but I hear myself respond

"I wont have it any other way"

"fuck" he muttered cupped my cheeks with his palms and crushed my lips with his. Hmm I whimpered into his mouth, when his lips started moving with mine I didn't wait for him to ask I parted my lip and he slipped his tongue immediatedly. Fucking opportunist. His tongue danced with mine and my hand subconciously went to his neck pulling him to me. This kiss send heat through my body to the spot between my legs and I think I might go crazy because his mouth is sinful.

"scott" I whispered because I need more than just a kiss and he responded by pulling me even closer but I guess that is not enough even for him because he pulled me into his lap such that I'm straddling his lap without breaking the kiss. Gripping my waist he started grinding me into his crotch and he groaned grinding me harder. I pulled back to breathe and he immediatedly trailed kisses from my cheek to my neck.like I said fucking opportunist. He started saying sweet nothings to me.

" fuck Ivy you taste like strawberry and I cant get enough"he says biting my skin and oooh I want him now or I might…I think I might just explode and die ..yes

"uuuh Scott , please" I know I am sounding desperate. I am just going to give in just this once "I want you now scott" it's a good thing that he asked for a private booth that is in a room I guess it is one of the pecks of being rich and famous.

"Lets go to my penthouse, its just twenty minutes drive" he says kissing my neck

"I cant wait that long" I said shamelessly while I start unbuttoning his shirt

"maybe we can compromise a little, I will taste you" he says licking his lips at the thought and that is just my undoing. He tugged at my jean while kissing down my shoulders and pulling my top with one hand