ELARA'S POV š
When I got home, I slipped into something that was definitely on the sultry sideāa fitted black dress that flaunted my curves perfectly. After a few quick touch-ups, I hopped into a taxi, ready to indulge in a night of fun and drinks. I couldn't wait for this party; it had been ages since I had been out like this, and Ivy would be there too.
As I entered the club, I spotted Ivy laughing with her friends. She looked stunning in that miniskirt, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of possessiveness as I watched everyone admire her. But I shook it off; she wasn't mine after all. She saw me and waved hello, and I returned the gesture but didn't approach her since she was in the middle of her crowd. Instead, I mingled with my colleagues, chatting and sharing drinks. I wasn't one to get tipsy easily, so I kept the drinks coming.
Lost in conversation with my colleagues, I didn't notice Ivy stumble over to me, tipsy and eager. "Let's dance," she slurred playfully, tugging me toward the dance floor. I stood there, captivated, as she swayed in front of me with the crowd closing in around us. It felt intimate, and as she pressed her back against me, I realized there was no turning back. I wrapped my arms around her waist and matched her rhythm, completely wrapped up in the moment. Then, in a sudden rush, I turned her to face me and kissed her fiercely. It was pure bliss as we melted into each other, bodies entwined. I pulled away slightly, her lips flushed and her eyes sparkling with desire, begging for more. "Let's go somewhere private," she urged, still in a daze.Ā Couldn't resist her and nodded, feeling a mix of thrill and intoxication as I followed her lead.
There was no other place, just the dim, humming quiet of the washroom tucked behind the bar. We slipped inside, laughter still caught on our lips, and I locked the door behind us. She looked at me with that fire in her eyes, the kind that made the world fall away. In one swift motion, I had her pressed gently against the cool tile wall. Our mouths met in a feverish kiss deep, hungry, urgent. I'd wanted this, her, for what felt like forever. She melted into me, fingers tangled in my hair, breath quick and uneven. I lifted her effortlessly, and she wrapped her legs around my waist like we were made to fit this way.
Carrying her over to the sink, I sat her down, my body pressing between her thighs. We kissed again, slower this time, not calmer, just deeper. My hands roamed with reverence, fingertips tracing the outline of her hips, the curve of her thigh. "You feel incredible," I murmured against her skin, voice low, almost unrecognizable like desire had stolen the words from my chest. She looked at me, flushed, lips parted, and whispered my name like a promise. I slipped off her heels, then trailed my fingers higher, waiting, savoring every second of anticipation. She was still catching her breath when I kissed her again, deeper this time, hungrier. Her body melted into mine, hands roaming under my shirt, nails grazing skin like she wanted to leave reminders of this night all over me. I pushed her back gently onto the counter, her bare skin against the cold surface, legs wide open like an invitation I had every intention of accepting again. "You want more?" I whispered, my lips brushing hers. She nodded, eyes heavy with lust. "Yesā¦ pleaseā¦"
I grinned and dropped between her thighs. I licked her with intentāfirm and deep, like I owned every moan she gave me.
"Ahhhāfuck," she cried out, hips jerking against my face.
I pinned her down with one arm across her waist and kept going. Her thighs clenched around my head, and that made me go harder, faster, tongue flicking in tight rhythm over her clit, her taste driving me feral.
"Ahhh oh my god!" she gasped, voice raw, back arching off the counter. I could feel her close again. The way her body shook, the way her breathing brokeāshe was right there. My fingers slipped back inside her, curling perfectly, syncing with my tongue as I devoured her.
"Don't stopādon't you fucking stop!" she begged, heels digging into my back, pulling me in like she wanted to fuse us. Her whole body locked up, then shattered. "Ahhhā¦ ahhhhhhāfuuuck!" she cried out, legs shaking uncontrollably as the orgasm ripped through her. I didn't stop until she was whimpering, too sensitive, hips twitching. Only then did I rise, my face wet with her, lips swollen, eyes locked onto her blown-out gaze. She looked ruined in the best possible wayāflushed, wild, and wrecked. I leaned in, kissed her gently this time. "Are you done, baby?" I asked with a wicked smirk. Her laugh came between soft pants. "God, no." I pulled her down from the counter, pressed her against the wall once more, my thigh sliding back between hers. "Good," I murmured into her mouth. "Because I'm not even close."