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I V Y T H O M P S O N

I HATE TO ADMIT that I can't remember the last time I laughed this much. Especially when the person who is making me chuckle like a hyena is a man and we're on a 'not a date' date.

JJ is charming. There is no doubt about that.

He easily made me feel comfortable. He listened to what I had to say. Asked genuine questions. Considering both of us have had shitty evenings, somehow it went from being the most horrific night of my life to one that I wouldn't look back on as a total disaster.

I wouldn't tell that to JJ though. Those thoughts can stay inside my head, for myself only.

We went through more cocktails and a couple more shots. My mind swayed a little but I wasn't anywhere near as drunk as I thought I would be. One drink turned into multiple drinks and before we know it, the bar is closing up for the night.

JJ sneakily pays for the bill when I'm not looking and I scowl at him across the table. He just smiles back at me in response. Instead of fighting I thank him and we make our way outside, still sneaking glances at each other like some love-sick teenagers.

If I was sober this situation would make me vomit but as every second of our date passed, I found myself relaxing to the point of flirting. It's a lot easier than I remembered, or maybe because I never actually fancied who I was flirting with.

But JJ feels different. I know he's totally out of my league and that is what makes my heart pound inside my chest.

We make it outside, hobbling on my heel because the last thing I need is to fall ass over tit in front of him. Not after how well the date actually went. Even I surprised myself.

JJ holds the door open for me and I smile at him on the way past, our eyes locking and we stare for a moment too long. My ankle twists and suddenly I'm falling back on my broken heel, a yelp escapes my throat but before I can fall, JJ wraps an arm around my waist and hoists me into his warm, hard chest.

I am instantly flustered. His body is slightly hunched over mine but he doesn't release me, we keep close. Our faces are merely inches apart, his eyes flick from mine to my lips and back again.

There goes my heart. Thump. Thump. Thump. Then it skips a beat altogether.

Heat floods my face and I thank the God's that it's night time so it wouldn't be as obvious in natural daylight. I swallow and stare back into those blue ocean eyes, they're telling me a story right now but I have no idea if it's my alcohol consumed mind that is tricking me.

I can feel his gentle breath against my lips, then a thud of a heartbeat. Is that mine or his?

He leans closer, the tip of his nose grazing mine and I draw in a sudden breath. I am practically on fire at this point. Goddamn those sambuca shots along with the throbbing between my legs.

I'd be lying, if I said I didn't want him in my bed right now. The teasing, the flirting. He might be a player but he knows what he's doing because it has completely worked on me. Whatever trance or spell he's cast over my stupid brain. I've fallen deep, literally.

JJ inhales, his eyes hooding over slightly. "Come home with me," he says deeply. "Let me show you how much of a gentleman I can be."

My eyes flutter shut for a brief second. I can't believe we're still standing like this but his hands don't feel like they're going to move any time soon. I don't mind, he feels great like this. Firm and thick. A body that could show me a thousand different things.

Fuck. I am truly fucked.

I open my eyes to be met by his. God, that gaze. That fucking face.

"If by gentleman you mean you'll make me a good cup of tea to cure this hangover for tomorrow," I say with a strike of confidence. Thank you alcohol. "Then I'm all for it."

JJ narrows his eyes but there is a playful smirk on his lips. "I make a fucking great cup of tea."

I expect him to drop my waist and I prepare myself for the weight on my left foot, but he doesn't. He draws me in impossibly closer until I throb all over, his hands feel a little rough but I kind of like it. Warmth spreads beneath his touch and alights my body with flames.

"Do you have oat milk?"

"Yes."

"Are you saying yes just so that I come back to yours?"

JJ's smile widens. He really needs to stop smiling. "Yes," he admits. "But there is a twenty-four hour shop beside my apartment. I can grab you some on the way by."

I pull myself out of his grip but his fingers remain against my hip gently to stabilise myself on my heel. "Fine," I say as I fold my arms across my chest.

Acting cool so he doesn't think I'm desperate to go back to his and find out what his mouth tastes like.

I internally gasp at my own dirty thoughts. Jesus. A good looking guy and some flirty banter and I'm ready to jump into his bed with no questions asked. Maybe I need this. Maybe I really need this.

My pussy is crying from the constant use of my vibrator. It's time to jump ship.

JJ fishes his phone out from his pocket and draws up the Uber app. He tells me where he lives, which is only fifteen minutes from my own apartment. I recognise the area which isn't ringing any instant alarm bells in my head.

"Come on," he beckons his head as the car arrives in less than two minutes. He helps me to the car and opens the door, allowing me to slide in first. I thank him before he follows in after me.

He smiles. I smile back.

I feel like a silly child with their first crush. My stomach bursting with butterflies or is that all the alcohol mixed with motion sickness?

We arrive at JJ's apartment a few moments later, he helps me out until I slip off my shoes before we take the stairs up to his front door. I don't bother to ask who he lives with, I doubt it's his sick mother and controlling father.

That would be a lovely plot twist.

He shows me inside, it's clean and simple. Smells like fresh laundry and thick aftershave but it's not too prominent. The door shuts behind me as he flicks on the light and I turn to him suddenly. "We forgot the oat milk."

JJ's delicious looking lips twist into a soft smirk. "What a shame," he murmurs before sliding his hand across my cheek, he pulls me into him and I flutter my lashes to look up. Heating up dangerously beneath his touch. "But I don't really think you came for the tea."

His voice is so quiet and seductive, it makes me want to close my eyes and submit. He's right, of course I didn't come for the fucking tea. I just came for the fucking.

It's been a while. I deserve pleasure as much as the next person. And from someone who is devastatingly handsome? Yes please.

"Did you, Ivy?"

My mouth opens but pathetically, nothing comes out. I'm stuck in a trance of those eyes, those curved lips like he knows exactly what I'm thinking. Absolutely speechless with his confidence.

His lips drop to the other side of my jaw, brushing softly. "Tell me or I won't lay a finger on you."

I tilt my head, looking up at his tall stature as he straightens his spine for a brief moment. Only now without my heels have I noticed how damn tall he is and that is doing absolutely nothing for my core that is pounding.

"No," I whisper. "I didn't come for the tea."

JJ smirks against my jaw and I hate how wobbly my voice came out. He's got me wrapped around his finger and I don't even think I hate it, he can have me. All of me. For tonight anyway.

"That's what I thought, princess," he grumbles with his deep, lustful voice.

For a brief second he pulls back, both of our eyes are thick with ultimate desire. We know what's about to go down and suddenly my knees are shaking at the thought, it's been a while but I'm willing to let myself go.

JJ takes my face with his other hand and pulls our lips together, when they first meet the kiss is soft, delicate. It takes me a moment to feel the shape of his gorgeous mouth, his fingers sliding into the back of my hair, tilting my head to the perfect angle.

I release a slow exhale, then the kiss turns to something more. His tongue slides across my bottom lip, I am gasping when it finally brushes mine. Our faces twist until I am walking backwards and he's guiding us towards his room.

His hands drop from my face and he slides them down my back, over my ass and parts my thighs so my legs can wrap around his waist. My fingers graze his buzzed hair, the prickles stabbing my skin but I love the way it feels.

JJ grunts into my mouth when he kicks his door open and then shut once we're inside. He drops me to the bed but slides across me, our lips barely parting for a second. His hands bunch at my sides but he doesn't race to take off my dress which is a relief, he's taking his time.

We get to know each other's mouths, the feel of our skin with our clothes on. It's refreshing and gives me faith in humanity once more. I get that one-night stands are one-night stands for a reason but it's nice to feel wanted and not used.

This feels different and I won't take the situation for granted. Not for a second.

JJ parts from my lips and kisses down my neck, across my collarbones and along my jaw on the other side of my face. I stare up at his ceiling, trying my hardest to control my breathing. He can probably hear that a hurricane is going off inside my chest but his lips feel so damn good, I don't care what he thinks.

"You are so gorgeous, Ivy," he whispers against my skin.

The words feel like they're being etched into my body with his soft lips, those perfectly placed hands. It's been a while since anyone has given me a compliment like that.

I suck in a breath and exhale again. I think he's the gorgeous one.

JJ pulls away slowly and flicks his fingers inside the straps of my dress. "Can I take this off?"

My throat clenches for a brief second, the intensity of our gaze feels like an explosion. "Yes."

He lowers to kiss the corner of my mouth, then he pulls away my straps and pulls my dress down my chest, off my legs until I am in nothing but my underwear. I can't remember the last time I wore a bra and suddenly I feel extremely exposed.

But JJ's eyes soften as he looks down at my naked body, he takes his sweet time to analyse every inch of me. His gaze then gravitates to the centre of my chest, right where my red, healed scar is. Above my heart. He blinks once and then twice but his expression doesn't give anything away.

He moves his eyes to mine and I bite down on my lip because I want to know what he's thinking. Yet he doesn't react in disgust or shock, he lowers his head and kisses along the mark gently. Like I'm made of glass. Featherlight kisses. He's trying not to hurt me even though I am already healed.

I close my eyes and relax into his bed, my hands reaching out to touch him. He kneels again and undoes his shirt, button by button and I cannot take it for a second longer. I am desperate to see what felt so hard and firm earlier.

Once the buttons are undone, he shows a sliver of flesh but then he shoves it over his broad shoulders and I try my hardest not to gawk. But fuck me. Toned stomach, smooth beautiful skin and muscles over muscles and even more muscles.

Everything inside me tightens, including my core. Jesus.

He takes my hand and places it against his rock hard stomach. I twitch at the feeling. "Oh God," I slip.

JJ tilts his head and lowers down, caging my head between his two large biceps. "Oh God, what?" He whispers, his breath tickling the edge of my chin.

I swallow down my pride. "I haven't done this in a while," I admit.

"Hmmmm," he clasps the side of my neck with a gentle hand. "We can stop if you want to."

"No," I release a strangled cry. That is the last thing I want. "I just wanted you to know."

JJ presses a kiss to my pulse, then my lips. "I won't hurt you. I only want to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good."

I raise my chest into his, grazing my nipples against his hardened torso. He claims my lips once more, this time hungrier. He has a mission he needs to complete and I'm not going to stop him.

He can make me feel good any day. Especially if it feels like this.

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Author's Note
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