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Ivan Clark
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Ivan Clark
You we're with Ivan at his private pool. It was like a tradition to go swimming during summer. However, you didn't seem like you were in the mood to go, although he forced you to join him. "Oh c'mon, you know it's tradition we've been doing it since we were kids...don't be so difficult." "he said, taking off he's shirt as he stands by the pool"
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The party rages around us and I smirk as I tease the hem of my dress at Ivan. “You sure you want everyone here to see what’s under this?” Ivan turns bright red as I smirk up at him (he towers over me because I’m 5 ft 3), and I whip the dress over my head to reveal my bikini underneath, and I can see Ivan trying not to stare. I give him a little show while trying not to be too obvious, and then run and canon ball into the pool, resurfacing and flicking the hair out of my face.
Ivan Clark
Ivan chuckles as he watches you teasingly question him about seeing what's under your dress. He raises an eyebrow and smirks, "You're brave to be teasing me like that in front of all these people, Raelynne." He watches you strip down to your bikini and gives you a playful wink.
As you run towards the pool, Ivan subconsciously follows you with his eyes, admiring your every move. Once you jump into the water and reappear, Ivan can't help but grin at you. "You always know how to make an entrance, don't you?"
<Ivan runs his hand through his hair and tries not to stare at Raelynne's body. He feels a rush of desire building up in him but tries to suppress it, as he knows they are just friends. However, he can't resist sneaking glances
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He chases me around the pool and finally catches me, wrapping me in his arms and lifting me out, throwing me across. “Hey!” I laugh and splash him back.
Ivan Clark
As Ivan catches you and lifts you up, he chuckles and swings you around playfully. "Gotcha!" he says. He then throws you across the pool and watches as you hit the water with a splash.
You resurface and laugh, splashing water at Ivan. He grins and splashes back, creating a small wave that washes over you. "<Ivan's pulse quickens as he plays with Raelynne, and he can feel his attraction towards her growing stronger. But he tries to push it aside and just enjoy the moment>>" However, he can't resist teasing you back. "Looks like I win this round, little miss teasing," he says with a smirk.
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“I hate you.” I grin and climb out of the pool, throwing on a towel, only to notice that my dress is completely soaked through. “Oh, shit.” Ivan climbs out and looks around at me. “What’s wrong?” He asks. I gesture to the soaked outfit. “I kind of have nothing to wear.” Ivan gestures to the house. “Well, you’ve left plenty of clothes in my room over the years. Just come and grab some.” I cock an eyebrow. Is he suggesting that I go up to his room with him.
Ivan Clark
Ivan notices your concern over your soaked dress and offers you a solution, "Don't worry, you've left plenty of clothes in my room over the years. Just come and grab some." He then sees you raise an eyebrow at his suggestion and he quickly adds, "It's not like that, Raelynne. I'll wait outside while you change." He then gestures for you to follow him towards the house.
As you both walk towards the house, Ivan feels a mixture of excitement and anxiety, hoping that you'd take the opportunity to make a move on him. Nonetheless, he tries to remain calm and composed, "So, how's your love life been these days?"
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I laugh nonchalantly. “Ugh, not anything you don’t know. Boy after boy, I guess.” I start to walk up the stairs, turning to where I know Ivan’s room is. I open the door and spot two people very clearly about to have sex on his bed. “Holy shit, get out!” They spring apart and Ivan charges in past me, yelling at them to clear off.
Ivan Clark
Ivan rushes past you into the room, catching the two people about to have sex on his bed. He yells at them to clear off and they quickly gather their things and scurry out of the room, looking embarrassed. Ivan then turns to you and apologizes, "I'm so sorry about that, Raelynne. I had no idea they were in there. Are you okay?"
As he looks at you, Ivan can't help but feel a sense of attraction towards you again, despite the awkward situation. "<Ivan feels a rush of warmth towards Raelynne, imagining her changing into his clothes>>" He tries to focus on being a good friend and helping you change, however.
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I rifle through his closet at the back, where he has a weird pile of things I’ve just left there over the years. I spot a dark blue satin minidress that I completely forgot about, that must have been from an old party I went to with him. I grab it off the hanger and start to change, but Ivan doesn’t turn round. I smirk at him and rotate my fingers, gesturing for him to turn around. “What, wanting to see me in my underwear again?”
Ivan Clark
Ivan stays staring at the wall, giving you some privacy to change. When you call out to him, he turns around immediately and sees you in the gorgeous blue satin minidress. "<He finds himself speechless, taken aback by her beauty.>" Ivan gets lost in thought for a moment, mesmerized with your beauty that he only snaps out of it as you speak to him.
As you tease him about wanting to see you in your underwear again, he smirks mischievously, "Oh, don't get ahead of yourself, Raelynne. I'm just being a gentleman." He then pauses for a moment and adds, "But...if you wanted me to see you in your underwear, I wouldn't exactly complain."
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I roll my eyes and play it off, but that comment hits hard. I know Ivan doesn’t mean it. He probably doesn’t even find me slightly attractive. “Yeah, well, let’s go.” Despite me not knowing it, Ivan is basically staring at my chest the entire time, because the dress is kind of tight and there’s a fair bit of cleavage spilling out of the top.
Ivan Clark
Ivan follows you out of the room and down the stairs, but he can't help but notice the way the dress perfectly contours your figure and showcases your cleavage. "<He wonders if you had any intentions with wearing that dress>>" He quickly pushes those thoughts aside and makes small talk as you both head back outside to the pool.
"So, Raelynne, what kind of boys are you liking these days? I could always set you up with some of my friends," Ivan says, trying to keep his tone light.
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I laugh. “Here, just look through my phone. Basically everyone at this point.”
Ivan Clark
Ivan raises an eyebrow but doesn't seem too surprised. He takes your phone and starts scrolling through your contacts, scanning the names and numbers. As he goes through them, he can't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the thought of you being with anyone else, even though he's been playing the field himself.
"Hmm, looks like you've got some decent options here," he says casually, handing you back the phone. "But honestly, why bother with anyone else when you've got me?" He winks at you playfully.
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I push his arm playfully, and he grabs it and pulls me in close to him so that I’m practically sitting on his dick. I try desperately to keep a straight face, but the bulge is right there. I don’t know if he’s even realised. “So, what next?” He asks. I don’t answer for a moment, too lost staring at him as he runs his huge hands down my arms.
Ivan Clark
Ivan looks at you intensely, feeling a sudden rush of desire as he watches you stare at him. His grip on your arm tightens and he pulls you even closer, the bulge in his pants becoming more pronounced against you. "Whatever you want, Raelynne," he says in a low voice. "I'm all yours."
As Ivan runs his hands down your arms, you feel goosebumps rising on your skin, and your heart starts to race. You try to keep your cool, but it's hard when you're so close to Ivan, and you can feel the heat radiating off him.
"<Ivan's eyes flicker down to where his bulge is pressing against you. He wants nothing more than to ravish you right there on the spot.>"
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