When they got to his house, he got out of the car with her straddling him. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck as she tried to kiss him. She had been trying to open his buttons but, he had used his last bit of control to stop her. He also wanted to get her out of her red gown and make her moan underneath him while he takes her over and over again. He felt impatient but he didn't want to take her like that. He wants to feel her lying underneath him on his bed. Not just anywhere but his own room. He just knew she wasn't someone he wants to spend just a night with he wants more than that but he would have to take it a step at a time. Tonight first. ''Everyone of you should leave and don't come back here till tomorrow morning." He ordered his head guard. He wanted the whole house to be empty. He didn't want to risk anyone hearing her moan because he planned to make her moan badly. He was acting selfish with everything concerning her. He wanted all of her to himself.
He took her straight into his room. He didn't even wait to lock the door before succumbing to his desire. He finally got a taste of her lips. Gosh! He could become addicted to her if he wasn't careful. She moaned in pleasure as they kissed and that just fueled his hunger. He wasted no time in taking off her clothes. He laid her down on the bed and she pulled him down with her. She didn't want him to stop what he was doing to her. She fumbled with the buttons of his shirt and when she couldn't get anyone undone, she groaned in frustration. "Get these clothes off" She had commanded and he had obeyed. He took off his shirt and trousers and when he came back on top of her, he was fully naked and she had also taken off her bra and panties. She was fully naked before him. Gosh! What a fine work of temptation. He appreciated and proceeded to ravish her. He couldn't remember how many times she had climaxed. He had taken her over and over again till she slept off. He had never felt so out of control in his entire 27 years of life. He had lost It and just wanted to be inside her. He didn't want to stop.
After she had fallen asleep, he went into the bathroom and cleaned himself up. He came back out with a wet towel and cleaned her up as well. He wore her one of his new boxers and put his shirt on her. The sleeves were too long so he had to roll it up for it to fit. He laid down beside her and drifted to sleep. The next time he opened his eyes, it was to see her looking disheveled and sexy in his shirt. In her confused state, she didn't even see him. He watched her take her phone and bag and leave the room. He knew that the workers and guards would be coming back at that moment and he didn't want to make her feel awkward so he went out of his room after her.
A few minutes after she had walked out, he called in his PA and gave an order. "Follow her. I want to know everything about her." He didn't have to wait long before he got everything he needed to know. "Get the car ready. We are going out." He ordered and went back into his room to get dressed. A few minutes later, he left the house.
Ivy got home still in a daze. She had managed to recollect more of what had happened the previous night and she was so shocked at herself. Why would she have had sex with a random stranger the first day she met him? Was she crazy? She thought to herself as took out her keys and opened the front door. She lived in a three-bedroom apartment with her friends. Twins actually Gianna and Gemma. She had met them when she was eighteen and had just been fresh out of the orphanage. They had stuck together since then. The twins and her had come to LA for college. While she was looking for how to go about their life. Walking into the house, she saw that they were all at home. Not just the girls but Lincoln as well. He has been friends with her since she could remember. They had grown up together in the same orphanage. She first of all kicked Lincoln's legs to wake him up and then went to shake the girls awake. "Y'all should better wake up while I am being nice." She said as they all woke up.
"Woah!!! Look who showed up!" Lincoln said while trying to clear his eyes.
"Yeah, you should just let the rest of us sleep in peace..." Gianna said with a yawn.
"Wait, so you guys knew I didn't come home with you and didn't bother to look for me?" Ivy asked in exasperation. "This is what I get for trusting you all with my life'' she added and took a seat beside Gemma who still had her eyes closed.
"We should be the ones complaining here. You left us first. Don't you remember?" Gemma spoke.
"What do you mean?" Ivy asked. What other crazy thing had she done?
"Do you even know who the man you spent the night with is?'' Gianna asked
"I bet she doesn't. If she did, she wouldn't be back so soon. She would probably still be there trying to get his attention." Lincoln added.
"Do you guys know who he is? I didn't even bother to check. I practically ran out of his house." Ivy said with a sigh. She could have at least checked to see who she had spent one of her best nights with. Yes, she had to admit. She could remember most of what happened but not all. The sex was amazing. He had given her what she had never felt.
"Really!? Is this still our friend? Don't tell me you don't know he is CHRIS EVANS!" Giana said with emphasis on the name.
"Which Chris Evans?" Ivy asked.
"The same Chris Evans that you are thinking of. You were glued to him when we found you. We tried taking you off him but you wouldn't have it. He even had someone bring us all home...'' Gemma explained.
"Don't tell me I just had the best night of my life with him!! How could that happen!?" Ivy said. Never in a million years would she have imagined herself and Chris Evans spending an hour together talk more of a whole night.
"Stop being so shocked and just give us the juicy juice... How was it? Did he make you scream? Is he as good as we think he should be? Come on and tell us already!!" Gianna pressed for gossip. Which is Normal. Chris Evans is someone that his name would always appear on the entertainment news. He could be considered one of the richest men in the world. At 27, he had managed to grow his family's company from a group to a chain. People claim he took over when he was just seventeen years old but he had made his first public appearance when he was twenty years old. He was also rumored to be a playboy. Today, he would attend an event with one lady in tow and tomorrow he is with a supermodel of a big-name actress.
Ivy was still in shock, and regret. She should have taken one good look at him. At one time, he had been her crush. He was and still is her celebrity crush. She should have stuck around his house till she saw who she had spent the night with. She was in a haste to run away that she had missed out on talking to him. 'Maybe breaking up was for the best then.' She thought. Her friends were all watching her, waiting for her to give them the gossip they wanted to hear. "I need to beat myself up..." She was saying when they all heard a knock on their door.
"We'll talk more about this... Let me get the door." Lincoln said as he stood up and went to answer the door. "Uhm... Ivy... I think you should come here right now!!" He shouted the moment he opened the door.
"Who could that be?" Ivy asked as they all rushed to see who had come looking for Ivy so early in the morning.
"Holy hell!!"
"This must be my lucky day!!" The twins exclaimed at once. Ivy was frozen to the spot. It was none other than Chris fucking Evans.