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We walk outside to Dex and Addy’s driveway, which is surrounded by trees and bushes. They like their privacy. I take hold of Peach's hand and she smiles at me, making my heart skip a beat again. This woman does shit to me that has never happened before.

We reach the car and she unlocks it before pulling open the back-passenger door. I stand there like a fool as she bends over. The red skirt of her costume rises up the back of her thighs, giving my pervy eyes the perfect view of her peachy arse. My dick slams into the zipper of my trousers, letting me know he approves.

Dirty bastard.

I smirk and take one large step forward before resting my hands on her firm, smooth arse. She yelps and jumps, but my large hands keep her in place. The perfect position for me to cop a feel. I bend my body over hers, my chest to her back.

“Shhhh, you don’t want to alert the neighbours to what we’re doing,” I joke in her ear.

“They can’t see anything, can they?” Her question shocks me a little. I chuckle and answer her.

“No, babe, they can’t see anything, so I can do this and no one will witness you panting out my name.” I slide my hand from her arse and around to the red costume shorts she’s wearing under the skirt. Thanks to Addy, I know Ivy’s wearing a thong under them. She gasps when my hand makes contact with her warm pussy. Even through the material I can feel how hot she is for me.

“Can’t wait to get my mouth on you, babe. I bet you fucking taste like peaches.” I moan at the thought of her flavour on my tongue. “Tonight, babe, I’m going to taste every fucking inch of you.” I add pressure to her pussy and her knees give way a little. Yeah, my girl is responsive. She whimpers when I move my fingers slowly in a circular motion.

“You like that, Peaches?” I don’t get words from her, only a nod. I laugh on a sharp inhale of breath, loving the effect I’m having on her. My dick is screaming for me to release him from the confines of my cargos, but he will have to wait for now. I can tell she’s worth the wait. My peaches will be juicy and succulent in my mouth. My body heats up from the inside just thinking about Ivy beneath me. But we are outside Dex’s house, and nothing can happen here.

I abruptly pull back, breaking all contact. Ivy’s hands come to rest on the seat of the car. I hear her take a big lungful of air before she turns around to face me. I smile at the blush that’s covering her face, neck, and chest. Yeah, she will flash fucking red when I make her come later tonight.

I wink at her and wait for her to say something. Ivy closes her eyes and takes a deep breath??as if she’s counting to ten in an attempt to calm herself-before opening them, her bright green orbs fixating on me.

“You, Mr. Baker, are an evil man. How can you leave me like this? My knickers are wet and really uncomfortable.” She shocks the shit out of me when she leans forward and wraps her hand around the bulge in my cargos, giving me firm squeeze.

“I think you should match my discomfort.” Her tiny hand moves up and down, caressing my hard-on, my dick leaving a clear imprint in the material. I jerk back some when she adds a little more pressure.

“Baby!” is all I can say as a shiver runs through my body. She smirks and starts walking back to the house. She looks over her shoulder at me and winks. I chuckle and bolt towards her, making her scream and run into the house.

Chapter 10

Ivy

My palms are sweaty, and once again dry them on the skirt of my costume. I look at Luke, who is driving us to his house. We left the party because Luke kept touching my bum under my skirt, and in the end, he couldn’t take much more. Dex laughed at him and asked how he’d managed to last as long as he did.

We both said goodnight to Carter, who was bouncing like an overactive Tigger, courtesy of all the sugar he’d taken onboard today. I chuckle as remember Liam’s face when we couldn’t calm Carter down enough to give me a kiss goodbye.

“What are you chuckling about over there?” Luke asks, startling me from my thoughts

“I was just thinking about Liam’s face when he saw how hyper Carter was.” I smile and twist my body to face him. He looks good in his black SWAT costume.

I take in his profile and my lady parts quiver. God, he is sexy. His stubble is a little longer than normal, and I can't wait to see how it feels between my legs. Tim was always clean-shaven. He used to say it made him look younger, and it did, I see that now. I was blinded by my own need to find love, and then Carter came along and my wish to give him a happy family became an impossible dream.

“Hey, you okay?” In the silence of the car, Luke’s deep voice startles me. I flinch and bring my gaze to his. There’s no ugliness inside him.

“I was wondering how your beard would feel against my thighs.” I snap my mouth shut and my eyes go wide. Holy cow. Did I just say that to him?

“Fuck, Peaches. Now you got my dick even harder with thoughts in my head of how you smell and taste.” He groans and pushes down on the bulge in his trousers. I giggle and bite down on my thumbnail. I do this when I’m nervous—sometimes.

“Sorry,” I say behind my hand.

“Don’t be sorry, baby. I plan on burying my head between those creamy thighs of yours. I bet you smell like peaches and cream. God, I need to get us to a bed. Now.”

I smile and watch as the town zips past the windows on our way home. In what feels like a blink of an eye, we are pulling up outside my house. Luke thought I would be more relaxed in my own space, and I love him for thinking that.

Love? Where the bloody hell did that come from?

I can’t love Luke. Not yet. Right?

I am so lost in the thought that I’m possibly in love with Luke Baker, that I don’t notice him getting out of the car and coming around to my side to open my door for me.

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