Maze (The Ballerina Series #2)

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Author: Ursula Sinclair
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her foot, my girl rode me like
a rodeo bronco. My fingers dug into her hips and she increased her movements.
All the while I kept time with her. Her breathing came in quick pants, her flat
stomach muscles clenched, and I had to fight not to explode into her. She was
so beautiful as she tossed her head back and opened her mouth. Her sex
tightened around me just before her heat coated my dick. It was over.
    “Fuck!”
I had no control over the surge rushing through my body. There was only one
outcome. My hips left the bed, taking her with me. My balls tightened, and my
essence released inside of her. Still joined, I sat up and helped her
straighten her legs over mine to shift the cast as she continued to bear down
on me and I continued to cum into her.
    Finally,
depleted and with our legs entwined and wrapped in each other’s arms, we slept.
The sound of thunder outside had me tightening my arms around Ivy. I grabbed my
cell on the nightstand to check the time. It was going on ten a.m. We’d slept
in this morning, but we both needed the rest. When I turned back, Ivy was
wide-awake and smiling at me. Damn. I’d already glanced at the windows and saw
the day was gray, cloudy, and raining outside. But inside, right here, nothing
but pure sunshine reigned. I smiled back at her and moved to kiss her, but her
phone on the other side of the bed chimed.
    She
pushed away from me. “Oh, oh,” she said.
    “What
is it?”
    “My
folks.”
    I
took the phone then handed it to her.
    “Hi,
Mom,” she said, relaxing back onto the pillow.
    I
bent my arm at the elbow, placing it under my head as I lay on my side facing
her. I ran my fingers along her waist to her thigh, trying to get her to part
her legs. She swatted my hand away and grinned.
    I
smiled, but decided I had to stop teasing her.
    I
threw off the covers and headed to the bathroom and the shower. Giving her some
privacy. I knew she still hadn’t told her parents about her accident. And she
also hadn’t told them a thing about me. Would she tell them now or wait? Not
that they’d remember me from all those years ago. I kinda hoped they didn’t. I
wasn’t so sure I made such a good impression back then. And with my background,
and all the new artwork running all over my body, I wasn’t sure I’d make a
great impression now.
    At
least I don’t have any nipple piercings. That was like waving a red flag to a
bull in the arena. But my ears were pierced. I just rarely wore anything in
them. I wonder how Ivy felt about piercings? I wouldn’t do anything to make her
uncomfortable. Nor have her parents dislike her choice of a boyfriend. In the
end though, it didn’t matter what her folks thought of me. As long as Ivy loved
me, that’s all I cared about. Still, I didn’t want them to hate me. I was a
part of their daughter’s life and I damn sure wasn’t going anywhere. Which
meant sooner or later they were bound to meet me, and for Ivy, I’d do
everything to make sure I didn’t cause a problem between her and her folks. If
that meant wearing long sleeves to hide my ink, hide it I would.
    After
brushing my teeth and taking care of business, I turned on the shower and got
in. I’d left the bathroom door ajar and lingered a little, hoping Ivy would
come join me. But when she didn’t, I started to worry a little. Maybe the call
with her folks didn’t go so well.
    I’d
just finished drying off when the door pushed all the way open and she stepped
in wearing my t-shirt.
    She
was so goddamned beautiful. All warm brown skin over a sleek toned body. And
she was all mine.
    I
licked my lips wanting to taste her. But when my gaze reached her mouth I saw
the tremble. I took the two steps that separated us and got her attention.
There were tears in her eyes.
    “Babe,
what is it? Is something wrong?”
    She
blinked. “I told my parents about my injury and they were really supportive,
but also a little disappointed I hadn’t called them right away. They understood
I just needed a

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