Would you take the deal of a lifetime? Even if it meant you have to be a rich man's fake fiancée for a year? Well, Ivy took that deal. She's gone years without the need of a male partner in her life, but when it comes to it, money can solve all her...
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I watched and waited patiently for Ivory to disappear up the stairs. The subtle sway to her hips was pure torture to my lusted mind.
Once it was certain that she was out of earshot I quickly plucked Rhaegal off my shoulders and placed the biggest, sloppiest, kiss she had ever felt on her tiny nose. I was beaming with joy and ever thankful for my smart kitty.
"Good girl," I tell her as I grab a treat from my pocket and give it to her. She purrs with content and nuzzles herself in the crook of my elbow.
I had sat at my desk thinking up a million different ways to approach Ivory without seeming too awkward or stiff. Then the perfect idea dawned on me. What better way to break the ice between people than in the presence of a cute animal?
It was no secret to me that Ivory was an animal lover. She always had been, and not much had changed regarding her personality, so I took a chance, and it worked like a charm.
I had feared if I were to approach her on my own the thoughts of how she had felt in my arms would come flooding back and render me a lusted idiot. At least with Rhaegal, she would be there to serve as a roadblock and give me purpose to not act like a caveman.
For fucks sake I quarantined myself in my office for the last three days focusing on work because if I knew that if she were to grace my bubble then my dick would have a mind of its own. Not that it doesn't already.
I've had to rub out fourteen boners within the last seventy-two hours because my mind loves to remind me how touch-deprived I am. The reminder of how perfect we fit together after years of yearning did a number on me.
I pet Rhaegal along her ears and place a soft kiss on her head, "Operation, speak with Ivory complete."
Now, it's time for another operation.
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Forty minutes passed by at an agonizingly slow pace, and the moment Ivory descended from the stairs all the time I spent building a wall of indifference for her return came crashing down brick by brick.
She's beautiful, beyond beautiful. Ethereal.
She always has been, but something about finally being able to take her out on a proper date highlights every good part of life. And with Ivory being the greatest part of life, her beauty is highlighted tenfold.
She changed from casual clothes to a flowy sundress that accentuates the curve of her slender hips and slips off her collarbone like silk. The yellow color compliments her olive skin and brings out the subtle ring of gold in her blue eyes. She has tied her hair back into a loose braid that hangs over her right shoulder and dips low to her chest.
