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“If you continue to fuck with me, we’re not going anywhere, Ivy.”

“This is our last night home together,” she whispers. “You don’t have to take me out. I’d prefer to stay here and watch a movie anyway. We can even pick something scary, and I’ll pretend to be afraid so you can hold me.”

“Is that what you want?”

She nods. I realize then she really did plan for this to happen. Dressed in nothing but her t-shirt and shorts, she knew when I walked through the door and saw her sprawled out, I wouldn’t be able to resist touching her.

“How about we do both? We go out for a little bit, then we come back here, and I fuck you until you’re so worn out, you’ll want to sleep for the next three days straight.”

Her fingers wrap around the base of my neck, nails raking through my hair. She gets this distant look in her eyes before she gives in.

“As long as I get to fall asleep next to you tonight, I don’t care where we are or what we do.”

An emotion passes over her eyes that wasn’t there a moment before. She takes a deep breath, before I press another kiss against her soft lips. What was once full of urgent need is now replaced with a slow passion. She holds my face in her hands, deepening the kiss.

When she pulls back, she flashes me a small smile before she moves to stand. My eyes track her body, watching her bend down to pick up her t-shirt. A low growl escapes me when she tosses a look over her shoulder, grinning back at me.

“You wanted to go out.”

“Like I said, you’re still not helping.”

“My apologies, sir.” I watch her saunter toward the stairs, swiping her shorts off the floor in the process. I soak in the sight of her sexy ass and those legs as she walks away from me. When I reach down to adjust myself, she clears her throat, drawing my attention back to her.

“Get ready for our date, Brix, because when we get back home, you’re mine.”


Seventeen

Brix

“Game On, really? What are we doing?” Ivy questions, glancing out through the windshield up at the sign.

“What? You scared you’re gonna lose?”

She raises her eyebrow, taunting me before she laughs, jumping out of my truck, not bothering to wait for me.

“Whatever it is, Brix, you’re going down.”

I laugh, staring at her ass as she does, watching her walk through the front door.

Once we’re inside, I hold two fingers up for the guy standing at the front counter.

“Two for laser tag, please.”

“You got it.” He turns to grab the laser guns and vests from a row of tactical gear hanging on the wall.

“You really have no idea what you’re getting yourself into, do you?” She perches her hip against the counter, crossing her arms in front of her.

Grabbing her waist, I step into her and tilt my head in near her neck. “Trust me, baby. I think I have an idea. I’m just looking forward to seeing you all riled up.”

“Uh-huh.” She snickers, pushing back at my chest.

I hand the guy cash, paying for our bill, while Ivy pulls on a vest as I follow suit. I can’t deny how hard my dick gets seeing her strapped in. She pulls her hair up away from her face like she’s preparing for battle.

The guy at the counter points the trigger at the front of each of our vests, activating the sensors.

“Alright, you have twenty minutes. The mission is to find the medallions hidden throughout the course. The first person to collect all three without being shot three times wins. Yours will be red,” he says, pointing to me, “and yours will be green.”