“I can’t wait to earn the right to touch you,” he said. “Because once I get my hands on your arse, I’m going to mark you up so good you’ll remember every single thing I did to you with each step you take.” Ivy whimpered, pressing her thighs together. “You want to be bitten? I’ll sink my teeth into every inch of your perfect cheeks. And I’ll keep them there while working my fingers deep inside you, until you’re gushing all over my hand.” “Oh God,” she said, biting her bottom lip.
