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Chapter 24: The Merge

Author: Judith GW
last update Last Updated: 2024-07-02 12:36:41

Spencer's POV

“Wait for me in the office,” I growl at the door.

Beta Wilson’s footsteps retreat back down the hallway. Slowly, I pull my fingers out of Ivy, calming down ever so slightly. She moans, just a little. I look at her splayed out on the loveseat. Her face is still flushed, chest heaving, and her dress–still bunched up at her waist–is in tatters.

She’s the only thing I want to look at.

As I continue to admire Ivy, I begin to realize how completely she has me captivated. I resist the urge to run my hands along her soft skin, to soothe her. She looks tired. Drained. I’ve never desired anyone so intensely. Her scent is intoxicating. Her lips are sweet and lush. And just now, as I unraveled her on the loveseat…

Oh, the noises she made are the most beautiful sounds I’ve ever heard.

Ivy’s chest continues to rise and fall raggedly. She seems to regain her bearings somewhat, and quickly pulls her dress back down her legs. I look away quickly, adjusting my clothes and dodging her ga
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