Chapter 80 - Deep Inside Me

She whispered, her hand slipping up into his hair. "There are no cameras here," she breathed.

"Ivy."

She knew what he wanted to say.

They shouldn't have sex while he fed, they should wait for the training week to be complete before that. But what if she dies, before then. Not like she was planning to buy die but what if. Just what if?

Ah. She wanted him. Needed him. And she certainly wasn't having any of those annoying training rules that kept him away from her.

She was quick to undo his belt, and making him bury his nose at the crock of her neck. Knowing that they were both consumed by this addiction of each other, was a knowledge she had exploited fully to her favour.

Her scent rushed into his lungs, fogged his brain, wreaked his thinking, left him helpless and at her mercy.

Her hands slip over his boxer brief, enclosing around his thrubbing dick, running her hand up and down his length.