Whatever happened was out of Ivy's control. But she got to choose who took a piece of her heart. If anyone deserved to be cared for despite the miles and time between them, it would be Piers.
His hand slid up under her shirt, cupping her beast. She arched her back, pressing into his palm. She couldn't help but groan as he toyed with her nipples.
Ivy slid her hand between them and wrapped it around his cock.
Piers' whole body jolted at the touch. He growled something, grabbed her by both wrists and rolled her to her back. He settled over her, his weight caging her and pinning her to the bed. Her heart fluttered in her chest.
How badly she wished she could have more of this. Months, maybe years of this.
He buried his face against her neck and kissed. She shivered and closed her eyes, her body going limp.
Piers reached down and pulled his shirt up and off her.