[Mature Content]
The door closed behind them, and all Ivy could remember was Xander kissing the life out of her.
The man had been true to his word when he said he wasn't done with her, yet her muddled mind had somehow thought otherwise.
It wasn't until he gently tossed her onto the bed that she realized where this was heading.
Through her glossy eyes, Ivy watched as Xander shrugged off his coat and tossed it aside. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, discarding it somewhere on the floor before capturing her lips once again.
Ivy cupped his face and kissed him back without hesitation.
Now that she had given in, she wanted to savor every moment.
Are we really doing this? She wondered, her thoughts hazy from the alcohol.
Her mind felt foggy, but her body instinctively leaned toward him, responding to every touch.
Xander's hands roamed over her curves before sliding beneath her top. Ivy let out a soft sound against his lips as he deepened the kiss.
