Little Green Apples (Ivan×OC)

Chapter 11

As Jessica laid in bed, thinking about how Ivan had kissed her that one day in the library, she began to drift off to sleep. She couldn't help but wonder how things would have gone had they not stopped where they did. That was the last thing she thought of before passing out.
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Ivan and Jessica were sitting in the library.

"... Maybe this is a start," she said, approaching him slowly. He gave her a confused look.

She positioned herself in front of his legs while he was sitting in one of the velvet armchairs. She lowered her lips to his gently and cupped his cheeks with her hands, then made her way into his lap.

Ivan put his hands on her thighs to hold her in place, and ran his tongue along her bottom lip, asking for her consent, which she readily gave. He moved his hands up to her hips, dragging her dress up along the way. He delicately ran his fingers along the scalloped seams of her lacy red underwear before cupping her rear and squishing her into him.

Jessica moved her hands to the back of his neck and pulled his face closer, their kiss beginning to get more heated. She began to unbutton his shirt; after all but tearing it off him, she ran her hands over his shoulders and settled them on his collarbone.

"Jess... You know we shouldn't do this. We're not married, much less dating," he reasoned, but she could tell he was struggling to restrain himself.

"Well, I won't tell if you won't tell," she said back, lightly kissing up and down his neck.
"Ivan... I lo-"

Then... she woke up. She was covered in a light sheen of sweat with an ache between her legs.

She huffed in annoyance, knowing that no dream could possibly compare to actually having him.

She slipped on a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, calmly walking to the kitchen where she found Ivan with a pot of coffee in his hand and two mugs sitting on the table. He gave her a beaming smile.

"Good morning, Jess. How did you sleep?"

She didn't quite know how to answer that...

'Well I was woken up during an dream we were getting ready to have sex in the library, but other than that it was restful,' she thought to herself sarcastically.

"I slept great," she said with a tight-lipped smile, trying to not show the redness coming to her face.

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IVAN POV

Ivan had been up for a couple hours, debating on whether or not he should wake Jessica up. He figured that at least checking in on her would be in order.

He tiptoed to her door and lightly knocked. No answer; he lightly pushed the door open to see she was asleep, but she looked slightly flustered and damp with sweat. He approached her bedside, very concerned. He heard her lightly moan, her hand grasping the back of her pillow.

"Oh, Ivan...," she groaned in a breathy voice.

Ivan felt his eyes grow to the size of saucers. He couldn't believe what he had just heard... How could he act like he didn't know what she was dreaming about once she woke?

He quickly and silently shuffled out of her room and made his way back to the kitchen, deciding he needed to keep himself busy.

'Well... That's going to stay with me for a while...'

He heard footsteps coming down the hall, and tried to calm himself.

"Good morning, Jess. How did you sleep?"