Safer With A Ghost | Simon "Ghost" Riley

Chapter 19

Waiting impatiently for Price and Ivy to pull up, Ghost stood outside of the house by the road with his arms crossed. Looking behind him he saw the boys at the window watching, being nosey. Rolling his eyes he turned back around and saw headlights in the distance. As they came closer, the panic in his chest began to fade. Finally pulling up next to him, Price stopped the car and shut it off before stepping out, smiling at Ghost. "Go easy on 'er Simon." Price said as he let Toast out of the backseat and walked into the house to watch with the rest of the boys. "Thank you, John." Ivy opened her door while Ghost still stood with his arms crossed. Standing in front of him, she shut the door before she spoke, "Ghost, I'm sorry I left. I..." "Simon." Ivy smiled softly as she looked down at the ground before looking back up at him. "Simon, I'm sorry I left." "It's alright, you're safe now, all that matters." Ghost said as he pulled her into his arms. Ghost felt Ivy's body relax into his as he set his chin on top of her head. "Simon?" "Yes, Ivory, what's your question?" Smiling as her head lay on his chest, she asked, "Can you sleep with me tonight?" Pulling away while keeping one arm wrapped around her, he tilted her chin up with his finger to look at him. "Is that what you really want?" His harsh voice was soft, bringing Ivy comfort as it always did. Ivy nodded as she blinked her tired eyes. "Alright, love," he lifted his mask to kiss her hairline, "Let's go to bed then, it's late."

Walking back into the house, the team was standing in the living room, smiling. Ivy walked in first, "Hello boys, sorry if I scared you all." Soap spoke first, "At least take me with you next time." He winked, "Good night Ms. Ivy." and went to his room. "Yeah no shit, take me too!" Gaz agreed leaving to his room as well. Ivy laughed, then looked at Rudy and Alejandro, "Sorry we couldn't play another card game boys." Alejandro smiled weakly, "Next time, mija." Ivy nodded as the two went to their room. Price hugged Ivy once more, "Goodnight, kid. Stay your ass in the house." Ivy laughed, "Will do." "Simon I assume I'll be taking your bed? Don't keep him up too late, Ivy." Price winked as he hurriedly made his way towards the hall before Ghost was able to respond.

As Ghost turned towards Ivy, the burning in his eyes nearly knocked the air out of her lungs. He resembled a man who finally reached an oasis after walking through the desert for weeks. "Ivory," his voice was deeper and dominating. His tone caused a burning to spread through her body. "Y-yes Simon?" "Upstairs, now." Ivy knew the tone of his voice; it was the same voice that made her thighs tighten. "W-what?" she spoke faintly. "Please, don't make me repeat myself, love." Ivy moved her feet quickly, excitement growing in her chest, her heart pounding in her head. She could hear Ghost's heavy footsteps behind her, as she went up the stairs, each step sending her mind and body into hysteria. Making it up the stairs, she hurried around the pool table, quickly glancing behind her. She saw Ghost walking behind her, his demeanor was intoxicating as he walked with a stride of domination. Excitement and fear danced in her head, and she utterly surrendered to it. Walking in her room, she stood next to her bed waiting like stalked prey to be ravished. As he appeared in the doorway, he was unbuckling his belt and slipping his gloves off, throwing the gear just outside the door before closing it behind him.

Ivy stood in front of him with her fingers interlocked behind her back. Ghost scanned her body, sending waves of lunacy through her spine before finally exploding between her hips. Finally meeting her eye contact, Ghost nearly made Ivy's knees dissolve under her, stealing a hitched breath from her. Bearing a devilish grin under his bacalava, the effect he had on her heightened the craving to taste her. Ghost lifted his hands, grabbing the zipper on her jacket, and unzipped it painfully slow. Ivy subtly shook, desperation for his touch filling her chest, while the zipper was pulled down lower. Ghost fought to restrain himself from tearing the rest of the barrier that kept him from her bare skin. Slipping his fingers under the jack, Ghost glided his fingers over her shoulders, letting the jacket hit the floor.