Ivy’s POV
Luke’s hands moved clumsily between my legs and on my chest, touching me in a way that made me want to swat his hands away. He was like a sloppy child, reaching for whatever was close to him but not knowing what to do with it.
In the end, I had to think of Sean to get aroused. While Luke panted all over me like he would blow his load any moment, I allowed my brain to take me back to prom night.
I recalled how close Sean had held me on the dancefloor, allowing me to feel his bulge through his pants. Then in the elevator, when we could wait no longer. And finally in his room, when he gave me what I’d been fantasising about all night.
I could almost see his thick veiny c**k. I could also imagine his voice asking if I wanted to suck it. I could almost taste his salty c*
