IVY
“Tell me you don't want me here. Ivy? It shouldn't be so hard to say if you genuinely want me to leave” Ryder’s voice purred seductively while he returned his thumb to my lips and gave me feathery caresses across it teasingly and he maintained eye contact with me.
I couldn't speak. I couldn't even breathe properly because I was too busy struggling to keep my legs from turning to jelly. He'd just turned me on and he wanted me to say I didn't want him there with me?
What on earth was he thinking coming over here to put me on the edge only to tease me about it and tell me he'll leave if I want him to? Then what was the point of coming over?
“Time is ticking Ivy? Tell me to stay and I'll make you benefit every minute I spend here. If you tell me to leave, I'm going to do exactly that”
