Page 25 of Silver Fox's Secret Triplets
Emboldened by her response, I hooked my fingers into the lace of her panties and leggings and began to slide them down her legs. Her skin was even more impossibly soft thanI'd remembered, and I couldn't help but trail kisses along her stomach as I went.
When I finally reached the apex of her thighs, I breathed in her musky intoxicating scent. "You're so wet," I whispered against her heated skin.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “We’re going to get caught.”
“Shh, no we’re not.” I smiled before I dived in, finding her core as sopping as I imagined.
I gently teased her entrance with the tip of my tongue, savoring her sweetness. Her hips bucked against me, and she bit her lip to stifle a moan. "Duncan, please," she whimpered, her fingers tangled in my hair. I couldn't deny her anything in that moment.
Flicking my tongue against her swollen clit, I slid two fingers inside her. She was tight, but slick and accommodating as she adjusted to my invasion. My own arousal spiked as she moaned my name again, louder this time.
"Ivy," I growled against her thigh, "you taste so good."
She arched her back higher, grinding herself against my mouth and fingers in a primal rhythm. The heady scent of her arousal filled the air and I growled against her core. I continued to lap at her folds, my tongue pressing firmly against her swollen clit while my fingers plunged deeper inside her.
"That's it, Ivy," I whispered against her wetness, my voice low and husky with desire. "Let it all out."
The sounds spilling from her lips were a delicious mix of pleasure and desperation, driving me on. I worked her into a frenzy, flicking my tongue and thrusting my fingers in time with the pulse between her thighs. Her breaths came in short pants, her entire body tensing around me.
"Duncan," she gasped, her voice hoarse with need. "Duncan, I'm… oh god… I'm…" She couldn’t finish her sentence before she shattered around me, crying out in ecstasy. Her body trembledand convulsed, her juices flooding onto my fingers and soaking the blanket under us. I continued to work her pussy, finding the rough patch and teasing it while she jolted and twitched, and when she pulled my hair hard I knew she wanted me next.
Slowly, I pulled my fingers from her and sat up, admiring the sight of her flushed and breathless beneath me. Her chest heaved, her nipples hardened by the cool night air, and a sated smile graced her lips.
I worked my belt open as she reached for her clit, rubbing in a slow circle while I partially undressed. I wasn’t sure if she could see me in the darkness, but the faint light from the windows was enough to outline her perfectly. Never in my life had I seen such a beautiful sight as I tugged my shirt over my head and she used a hand to undo her bra clasp and bare herself to me fully.
“We can’t take long… They’ll notice I’m gone.” Her lower lip worried between her teeth as I pulled my cock from my pants and stroked a few times.
"I know." My response was barely more than a grunt, my own desire raging through me. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock nestled against her slick heat. "Come on, Ivy. Wrap your legs around me."
She didn't hesitate, hooking her ankles around my back as I entered her inch by delicious inch. We both groaned as our bodies connected, her walls clenching around me like a hot, wet fist. She felt even better this time, and it took every ounce of self-control I had not to thrust into her with all my force.
Instead, I started off slow, pulling out and then pushing back inside, setting a rhythm that matched the rustling of the leaves above us. Ivy's breathing quickened, her moans growing louder with each thrust. The sound of our bodies coming together in a rhythm as old as time itself filled the darkness, muffled only by the rustling leaves. I could feel myself teetering on the edge, butI wanted to savor every last moment. This might be the only time we had, and I didn't want it to end too soon.
"Duncan," she panted, her hips bucking against mine. "Oh god, harder."
Unable to deny her, I picked up the pace, driving into her with a need that surprised even me. With each thrust, I delved deeper inside her velvet entrance, our connection sending sparks of pleasure through my groin.
The tension within me continued to build, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing second. "Duncan," she moaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency. "I'm close again."
"Me too," I managed through gritted teeth, my breathing ragged. "Ivy, I…" That was all the warning she received before we both went over the edge together. The force of my orgasm ripped through me, and I cried out as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. She convulsed around me, clinging to me, and gritting her teeth to avoid making noise, and I kissed her hard to swallow the muffled moans.
As the last spasms of pleasure ebbed away, I collapsed onto her, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. Her arms and legs remained wrapped around me, her body still trembling from the force of her orgasm. We lay like that for several long minutes, our hearts pounding in sync, our bodies slick with sweat and tangled together beneath the apple tree.
For several long minutes, neither of us spoke. The night air cooled our heated skin while we listened to the distant sound of her parents moving around inside the house. The reality of where we were, what we had done, began to settle over us both.
"We should talk quietly," Ivy whispered against my ear, her breath making me tense despite our recent intimacy. "Dad has been having trouble sleeping since Mom started treatment."
I shifted slightly, gathering her closer against my chest. "How is he handling everything? Really?"
Her fingers traced lazy patterns across my bare shoulder as she considered the question. "Better than I expected, honestly. He's scared, but he's trying to be strong for her. He sits by her bed every night after chemo, reading to her from those romance novels she loves." Her voice softened. "I never thought I'd see him so tender."
"Bill's always been deeper than he lets on," I said, stroking her hair. "The man who raised you couldn't be anything but extraordinary."
She lifted her head to look at me, and I caught the glimmer of surprise in her eyes. "You really think that?"
"I know it." I touched her cheek. "Look at the woman you've become."
Ivy settled back against my chest, and I felt her smile against my skin. "I love that about families. How they surprise you when it counts."
