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“I’m gettin’ real close, Ivy.” I thrust inside her harder. Faster. I’m right there, but I want her to come with me.
“I…I’m…” she trails off.
It only takes a few more pumps of my hips before her body goes lax in my arms as she comes undone.
I hold her to me, furiously chasing my release as her pussy rips it out of me.
“Fuck!” My shout echoes through the empty house. “Oh fuck.”
My mind goes blank as I hold myself inside her. Hold Ivy to me.
The world could have ended and I wouldn’t have known because the only thing that matters right now is the woman in front of me. The one that I’m holding on to for dear life.
“Mason. That was…wow.”
I smile into her neck. “Wow is right.”
Our eyes lock in the mirror. Her smile is soft as we stare at each other.
It hits me. I am so far gone for this woman, it’s not even funny. I don’t want a few nights of casual with her. I want this every chance I can get.
I pull out of her, tying off the condom, and step back.
“You’re not going to leave me here like this all night, are you?”
Kicking out of my jeans, I pull Ivy’s off.
“Oh no.” I sweep her into my arms. “There is plenty more of that tonight. A whole night with you all to myself.”
“Then let’s go, Mason. I want you every minute I can get.”
Every minute of every day.
If only it were possible.
ChapterEighteen
IVY
“Look at this picture.”
Willow holds up a picture of flowers in bloom. Pinks and yellows are in focus in the foreground, while the mountains behind it are out of focus.
Spring gave way to summer. The weeks are passing by in a blur.
Willow. Mason. Days and nights spent with two of my favorite Winchesters, all the while lying to my other favorite.
I hate doing it, but I can’t bring myself to stop.
“You are a natural, Willow.”
I love getting to teach her all about photography. It’s one of my favorite things in the world, and sharing it with her is special.
“Taking pictures is so fun.” She holds up another picture of Daisy, her tongue hanging out.
“Hey. Where’s my favorite girl?” Mason’s voice rings loud as he walks in the door.
“Daddy!” Willow leaps into Mason’s open arms.
