The front door of Castiel's house clicked shut behind them with a soft thud, and within seconds, Ivy found herself pressed against the wall, her back meeting the cool surface as Castiel's mouth crashed onto hers.
His hands were already tugging at her jacket, discarding it to the floor as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her fingers tangled in his hair, her body arching into him as their lips moved together with a fervor that spoke of long-denied desires.
His mouth moved hungrily over hers, stealing her breath as her body responded instinctively. Ivy’s hands worked their way down to the buttons of his shirt, the fabric parting beneath her fingertips. She smirked against his lips, feeling the heat radiating off his chest, and let her hands roam freely over his skin
