Chapter 7
Ivy’s POV
“This is going to be absolute torture,” I said as I climbed into the passenger seat of Marcus’s car, my short skirt riding high on my thighs the second I sat down.
My p***y still felt tender and sensitive from how roughly his fingers had f****d me earlier.
Every little movement made me aware of how wet I still was and how empty I felt now that his hand wasn’t inside me anymore.
Marcus started the car and pulled away from the office building, one hand on the steering wheel while the other immediately landed on my bare thigh. “Spread your legs wider for me. Right now. I want to feel what’s mine while I drive.”
I hesitated for half a second then parted my thighs, letting his fingers slide higher under my skirt. “Uncle Marcus, we’re on our way to Mom’s house.
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