“It’s incredible,” Ivy said. Though his back was turned, he imagined her eyes taking in each detail. He’d gotten it his first week back in Compton Pass, so some of the healing had already happened, the initial soreness gone.
“Oh! Jamie!”
She’d noticed.
James had been waiting for the moment when she’d finally spot it.
“Ivy,” she breathed.
The entire Compass was encapsulated in a circle of ivy. Her.
“James…”
Words were clearly failing her, but it didn’t matter. James still had plenty. A lifetime’s worth of things to say to her, to tell her.
“I’ve been a man with a foot in two worlds. I thought those two halves made a whole man. They didn’t. I was just biding my time, waiting for…something. And I never knew what that was. Until you. My parents and Jake gave me a strong foundation, but I never managed to build a damn thing. I want to build something with you, darlin’. Want to make a future, a life.”
He turned toward her, pushing her to her back on the bed.
He was surprised when she placed a hard hand to his chest and said, “No.”
James frowned…until she shifted their positions, slowly rolling until he was beneath her.
“My turn,” she said with the sexiest grin James had ever had flashed at him.
She straddled his hips, her hands reaching for him.
He was ready. Jesus. He figured at this rate, he’d have to spend the next fifty years or so trying to learn how to live with a goddamn hard-on. No matter how many times they came together, he only wanted her more the next time.
Ivy rose up on her knees, just enough to tuck the head of his dick inside her before she slowly slid down his hard length.
They both groaned.
“I think I could live here forever, with you inside me, and never want to leave, Cowboy.”
He grinned. “Ditto, Doc.”
James placed his hands on her hips, but he didn’t seek to take control. Ivy had a game plan and it was obvious she wouldn’t be deterred.
She started slow, rising and falling in a manner that had him praying for patience as well as strength. If he had his way, he’d flip her over and fuck them both with reckless abandon.
One of these days, he’d find a way to make love to her without wanting rough, hard, fast…fuck…kinky.
Ivy bent lower, sucking his nipple into her mouth briefly before she used her teeth on him, biting his pec hard.
She got it. Got him.
Felt the same need to claim and possess.
He reached for her hair, but she was quicker. She pressed back up to a kneeling position and waggled her finger at him. “Careful, or I may use that rope on you.”
James tightened his grip on her waist, her words prompting the response. He’d never played the submissive and didn’t intend to. Wasn’t something he needed. Problem was, he was afraid his desire to please Ivy was stronger. Which meant there was a chance he’d succumb if he thought it would make her happy.
“Don’t even think about it,” he growled. Mercifully, Ivy recognized and responded to his tone.
Rather than reach for the dangling rope still anchored to the headboard, she ran her fingernails along his chest, scratching him, but damn if it didn’t have his cock thickening even more.
“Fuck me, Ivy. Ride me hard, darlin’.” James could hear the slight tinge of pleading in his tone, but he didn’t give a shit.
Ivy bent down quickly, kissing him hard before she began to rock on his dick, lifting up and pounding back down with a speed and force he was certain must be hurting her.
James loved it hard, and until that moment, he thought he’d been giving her what she wanted. Now, he could see just how much he’d been holding back. He wouldn’t make that mistake again.
He added his own strength to the thrusting, using his hands on her hips to pull her down roughly as he lifted his hips, driving his cock even deeper.
Ivy’s head fell forward, then back as her cries drove him insane.
“Fuck,” he said loudly, when he couldn’t take it anymore.
He needed more. And he could tell she did too.
James shoved her off him on one of her upthrusts.
Ivy cursed even as she tried to reclaim her spot on top.
“No.” It was all he said. All he needed to say. She stilled, waiting as he shifted their positions. He placed her facedown on the mattress at the same time he lifted her ass into the air. Within seconds, he had his dick buried deep inside her pussy again, and he pounded in and out like a man with only minutes left to live.
Ivy tried to raise her head, but he held it down. She trembled, her entire body quaking at his rough use. While her body cried submission, her brain—her words—told him she wasn’t finished making a few demands of her own.
“Goddammit,” she screamed through gritted teeth. “Pull my hair.”
He complied, but it wasn’t enough.
“Harder!” she yelled, as if he were merely appeasing her. Something he wasn’t doing.
He tightened his grip and gave her exactly what she asked for.
Her orgasm exploded like a bullet from a gun. She jerked roughly, but didn’t stop driving herself back, impaling herself deeper on his erection.
She might be small and slight, but his woman was a fucking warrior. And she wanted it all.
James maintained his grip in her hair as he lifted his other hand to slap her thigh.
Her back arched after the third slap and—sweet Jesus—she started coming again.
“More, more, more,” she chanted, breathlessly.
He thrusted, pounded and spanked as the second climax morphed into the third.
James recalled his aching muscles. Shit. He’d be lucky to be able to walk after this, but damn if it wouldn’t be worth it.
His balls clenched and, somewhere in the midst of her third—or maybe fourth—orgasm, he came with the power and speed of a runaway train.
Spurt after spurt of come filled her, and he hoped to convince her to give up the birth control. He wanted to be a dad. Wanted to be the father of her babies.
Ivy collapsed as the last vestiges of her orgasm waned. She simply fell forward, eyes closed, completely shattered, exhausted.
James felt the same as he pushed off her, mimicking her exact position.
He had no idea how long they lay there, sleeping like the dead.
Ivy was the first to rouse, and she woke him, her fingers gently tracing the outline of his new tattoo.
His eyelids opened slowly, but it was still several minutes before she realized he was awake and watching her.
“The tattoo isn’t finished,” she said.
He grinned, pleased that she’d noticed. “Saved those last two spots for us. For what we’ll create together. God willing, it’ll be our babies and a long life. I want to change dirty diapers with you. Want to go on family vacations to the beach to see your mom, and to rodeos, and to ride horses with our kids and build a home on Compass Ranch.”
“I want to spend Christmas with your family. Do you think my dad could come?”
“Of course he could.” James didn’t bother to hide his smile. The idea of spending holidays with her, the fact that she already seemed to love his family as much as he did, only solidified the fact that what they were talking about, what they were building, was right.
“So you’re really happy?” she asked.
The tiny bit of self-doubt had snuck back in. He didn’t blame her for that. This thing between them was way too new for everything they were talking about. But he didn’t care. If it took a year or five, he’d make sure she knew, that he told her every single day how much he loved her.
“Happier than I ever knew I could be. I swear it. I want to show you something.”
He took her hand and the two of them walked back to the living room. James loved that any shyness she might have about her body vanished with him. They were both unabashedly naked. It felt nat
ural. And right.
James reached into the bag of clothes he’d packed for his stay. He hadn’t been sure how long it would take him to convince Ivy that his feelings were sincere, so he’d come prepared.
At the last minute, he’d thrown in the postcard from Jake. “I came back from the jump in Idaho to find this.”
Ivy’s eyes softened as she read the words, and she sniffled. “Haiwee was Viho’s mother?”
He nodded. She’d met Viho, and heard the story of how Jake and his true love had been separated by her insistence that she would never change him, never ask him to give up what he truly loved—ranching.
“There are a million jobs,” he whispered as he leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
Ivy turned her face toward him, stealing her own quick kiss.
“But there’s only one Ivy,” he said, gripping her waist and pulling her closer, letting her feel his erection. His desire and his love were tightly entwined, and he couldn’t imagine a day where he wouldn’t feel both for her—passionately. Unending.
He kissed her again, deeper this time as her hands wrapped around his neck, her breasts pressed to his chest.
“And she’s mine.”
More Compass
If you haven’t already read the rest of the Compass saga, be sure to go back and read all the original Compass Brothers (Silas, Seth, Sam, and Sawyer) and their daughters, the Compass Girls (Sienna, Hope, Jade, and Sterling).
About the Authors
Jayne Rylon and Mari Carr met at a writing conference in June 2009 and instantly became arch enemies. Two authors couldn't be more opposite. Mari, when free of her librarian-by-day alter ego, enjoys a drink or two or... more. Jayne, allergic to alcohol, lost huge sections her financial-analyst mind to an epic explosion resulting from Mari gloating about her hatred of math. To top it off, they both had works in progress with similar titles and their heroes shared a name. One of them would have to go.
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Other books by Mari Carr
Compass
Into the Fire
Heaven on Earth
Northern Exposure
Southern Comfort
Eastern Ambitions
Western Ties
Winter’s Thaw
Hope Springs
Summer Fling
Falling Softly
Second Chances:
Fix You
Dare You
Just You
Near You
Reach You
Always You
Sparks in Texas:
Sparks Fly
Waiting for You
Something Sparked
Off Limits
No Other Way
Whiskey Eyes
Trinity Masters:
Elemental Pleasure
Primal Passion
Scorching Desire
Forbidden Legacy
Hidden Devotion
Elegant Seduction
Secret Scandal
Delicate Ties
Beloved Sacrifice
Masterful Truth
Masters’ Admiralty
Treachery’s Devotion
Wild Irish:
Come Monday
Ruby Tuesday
Waiting for Wednesday
Sweet Thursday
Friday I’m in Love
Saturday Night Special
Any Given Sunday
Wild Irish Christmas
Wild Irish Boxed Set
Wilder Irish:
January Girl
February Stars
Guardian Angel
March Wind
Big Easy:
Blank Canvas
Crash Point
Full Position
Rough Draft
Triple Beat
Winner Takes All
Going Too Fast
Boys of Fall:
Free Agent
Red Zone
Wild Card
Clandestine:
Bound by the Past
Covert Affairs
Scoring
Mad about Meg
Cocktales
Party Naked
Screwdriver
Bachelor’s Bait
Screaming O
Farpoint Creek
Outback Princess
Outback Cowboy
Outback Master
Outback Lovers
June Girls:
No Recourse
No Regrets
Just Because:
Because of You
Because You Love Me
Because It’s True
Love Lessons
Slam Dunk
Happy Hour
Madison Girls
Kiss Me Kate
Three Reasons Why
Scoundrels
Black Jack
White Knight
Red Queen
What Women Want
Sugar and Spice
Everything Nice
What Women Want
Individual Titles:
Power Play
Rough Cut
Seducing the Boss
Tequila Truth
Erotic Research
One Daring Night
Assume the Positions
Do Over
Bundles
Cowboy Heat
What Women Want
Wild Irish Boxed Set
Trinity Masters Boxed Set: Volumes 1-4
Also By Jayne Rylon
MEN IN BLUE
Hot Cops Save Women In Danger
Night is Darkest
Razor’s Edge
Mistress’s Master
Spread Your Wings
Wounded Hearts
Bound For You
DIVEMASTERS
Sexy SCUBA Instructors By Day, Doms On A Mega-Yacht By Night
Going Down
Going Deep
Going Hard
POWERTOOLS
Five Guys Who Get It On With Each Other & One Girl. Enough Said?
Kate’s Crew
Morgan’s Surprise
Kayla’s Gift
Devon’s Pair
Nailed to the Wall
Hammer it Home
HOT RODS
Powertools Spin Off. Keep up with the Crew plus…
Seven Guys & One Girl. Enough Said?
King Cobra
Mustang Sally
Super Nova
Rebel on the Run
Swinger Style
Barracuda’s Heart
Touch of Amber
Long Time Coming
STANDALONE
Menage
4-Ever Theirs
Nice & Naughty
Contemporary
Where There’s Smoke
Report For Booty
COMPASS BROTHERS
Modern Western Family Drama Plus Lots Of Steamy Sex
Northern Exposure
Southern Comfort
Eastern Ambitions
Western Ties
COMPASS GIRLS
Daughters Of The Compass Brothers Drive Their Dads Crazy And Fall In Love
Winter’s Thaw
Hope Sprin
gs
Summer Fling
Falling Softly
PLAY DOCTOR
Naughty Sexual Psychology Experiments Anyone?
Dream Machine
Healing Touch
RED LIGHT
A Hooker Who Loves Her Job
Complete Red Light Series Boxset
FREE - Through My Window - FREE
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Can’t Buy Love
Free For All
PICK YOUR PLEASURES
Choose Your Own Adventure Romances!
Pick Your Pleasure
Pick Your Pleasure 2
RACING FOR LOVE
MMF Menages With Race-Car Driver Heroes
Complete Series Boxset
Driven
Shifting Gears
PARANORMALS
Vampires, Witches, And A Man Trapped In A Painting
Paranormal Double Pack Boxset
Picture Perfect
Reborn