Page 94 of Breakaway Bet

As terrifying as that seems to be.

It feels like I barely closed my eyes when the sound of a phone ringing wakes me, and I’m glad for it since I need to get up and moving anyway. I find Ivy’s phone on my dresser, clear across the room from the bed, and I see she changed her ringtone.

I can’t help but smile at that.

It’s such a little thing, but it feels like something big. And it also feels like now it’s my responsibility to make sure she gets her ass out of bed since she no longer has the blaring alarm to ensure she does it on her own.

“Babe, wake up,” I say gently, shaking her to try to rouse her from sleep.

I think about pleasuring her awake, but since it’s not something we have yet agreed to, I hold off until I have her consent. But I do think that that would be something that would wake her up and get her moving in the mornings. And it’s definitely something that would get me pumped in the mornings as well.

So for today, I don’t, but I’m very tempted to lift her shirt and suck a nipple right into my mouth.

Instead, I drop my lips to her neck and lightly suck on the skin there until she arches her back and moans.

She grabs onto my neck and holds me there as a sweet little purr falls from her lips.

“It’s time to wake up,” I murmur near her ear.

She answers with a groan.

“As much as I would love to stay here and do this all day, I have a workout planned, so I need to get moving.” I move my mouth away from her.

She groans a little louder this time in obvious protest

“Fine,” she mutters. “But don’t work out too hard because this is mine when I get home tonight.”

She reaches down and cups her hand around my cock.

“Baby, this is yours all the time.”

Her eyes soften as she gazes at me, and I offer her a sly smile.

“Fuck workouts. Want to bang in the shower?” I ask.

Her eyes light up, and her smile is so wide I feel like I just gave her a gift, even though she’s about to give me one.

“Are you sure your cunt’s ready for me again?” I ask.

She nods. “My cunt is begging for you.”

“Then get your ass naked and into my shower while I find a condom.”

She giggles and hops out of bed, and I think I might have just found the trick for getting her out of bed in the morning.

As we enjoy breakfast together with secret smiles and a little blushing a half hour later, I bring up the question I’ve been meaning to ask.

“Have you scheduled an appointment for the pill?”

She nods. “I’m actually going today on my lunch hour. But I did a little research, and I’m doing an IUD instead of the pill. It’s more effective, and then I don’t have to remember to take a pill every day.”

“Will you need some recovery time for that?”

She nods. “Probably. A couple days, maybe.”

“Is it okay that we fucked this morning?”

She shrugs. “I’m sure they’ll tell me if it’s not, and we’ll just have to wait. I have a question for you, too.”