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Presumptuous Plans – (Part- 36) Climbing Ivy
I woke to the smell of bacon, eggs, and toast. I stayed still and quiet thinking over what happened yesterday. I finally told someone what happened and I felt so much better for having done so. Dustin had to come and help me out of bed. I was so much sorer than yesterday. Stiff mostly.
“It’s always worse the second and third day.” He said setting a plate of too much food in front of me.
“How do you know?”
“I’ve been hurt before. The fall probably caused the most pain.”
“I can’t believe that it knocked me over.”
“I can’t believe you weren’t hurt worse.” He said before tucking into his own plate of food. “They shut down filming until they complete an investigation.”
My eyes widened. “Was anyone else hurt?”
“No just you. We still need to talk.”
“Whmmabout,” I muttered with my mouth full of bacon and eggs.
“Your mom would probably lose her shit if she heard you talk with your mouth full.”
“So?” I laughed.
“Drugs kicking in?”
“Sort of. I’m feeling silly. I think finally being able to tell you took a load off my mind.”
“I bet.” Dustin set his fork down. “So the filming shut down will run into our holiday shut down. I spoke to your sweet and oh-so understanding boss and you’re off until after your Christmas vacation.”
I nearly choked on my buttered toast. “What?”
“I’m taking you home to your mom. You need to see her and frankly, I need a break.”
I have never wanted something so bad as I wanted Dustin to come with me.
“Why are you coming?”
“Because of Ivy, your mom insisted. She was floored that we found each other by accident and thought it was hilarious and in her words, romantically sad that we were living so close for so long. She knew who I was from day one.”
“I… huh. She never said a word.”
“Did you ask her not to?”
I thought about it and nodded yes. “I guess I did.”
Since she was so big on not interfering she would have kept her mouth shut about him.
“We fly out in a few days once your back is healed a bit more.”
“That’s awfully presumptuous of you,” I said and looked at my empty plate.
Dustin got up and walked around the table and helped me up. “Yeah I’m keeping you Ivy and I dare you to say no.”
I didn’t get a chance to. His mouth found mine swiftly and I closed my eyes to the crash of emotions that rendered me useless. He ripped the world from under my feet and all I could do was hold on as my body reminded me just how much it wanted him, of how much I wanted him despite the pain.
I gasped for air when he backed off.
“Well?” He prompted.
“Um…” I smiled and put my arms around his neck wincing at the pain in my back. “I suppose we can work something out.”
I ignored the searing pain and kissed him thoroughly. Our lips met in the strange unison they always seemed to find. Dustin’s tongue gently caressed mine and mine his.
I pressed myself against his hardness and moaned into his mouth. The total body need was too much to deny even injured. I felt empty and it hurt. I knew what would make that go away. Correction I knew who would make it go away.
I backed off. “Dustin? I need you.”
“Hmm.” He nibbled my neck and lifted me by the waist. I wrapped my legs around him as he held on to my ass and carried me to his bedroom. “Can we do this without hurting you?” He set me down gently.
He helped me pull his t-shirt off my body and his hands went right to work on my breasts.
“Probably not,” I said undoing his pants. “But we’re going to anyway.”
He abandoned my breasts and went to his bedside table for a condom as he finished undressing. “We shouldn’t do this.”
“I’m good. Just don’t touch my back.” I said and leaned over the bed with a pillow under me.
It wasn’t horribly romantic or sexy but there was no pressure on my back. His hands began running over my body, except my bandaged and very unhappy back. Dustin was always able to launch my hormones with a single hot glance, so even the gentlest touch sent my body into overdrive.
“You’re so wet.” He said in a husky tone as his fingers enticingly rubbed my petals.
“Funny story, that’s just for you apparently.”
“Oh Ivy,” Dustin said and pressed in from behind.
I cried out from the pleasure of him in me and wished there was no barrier despite the risks. It was everything it should be. My heart thudded and my mind reeled. Dustin had his hands on my hips and ass and he was filling me with more pleasure than I’ve felt since the last time we had sex. My body never forgot him and never stopped wanting him. Nobody else would do.
Despite the pain, I reveled in the pleasure, my blinding orgasm shook my core outward like an out of control earthquake. Dustin stood me up after and kissed me so tenderly I could do nothing but feel. It was wonderful to realize I never stopped loving him since I met him, not for a second.
To be continued…
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