Chapter Thirty Wade
CHAPTER THIRTY
Wade
I vy whimpers and pants like she can't take one more second of anticipation as I settle myself right between her thighs. I'm about to make a permanent home here. I use my hands to start on either side of the prettiest pussy I've ever seen, pressing her legs wide open before me.
"Don't be shy, not with me," I tell her as she whines my name quietly, begging me to lose myself in her.
I kiss her swollen clit as she shudders. Just once, to get acquainted with my new home.
"My name on your lips is like music to my ears. I can't wait to make you scream it all fucking night long." I suction my mouth around her clit, sucking it into my mouth just to allow myself my first real taste of her. She's the fucking sweetest sugar there is. I groan as her back arches and she makes the most tempting sounds I've ever heard while her hands move to my hair, pulling tight as I grind my hard-as-fuck and aching cock into the mattress below me.
"Fucking exquisite," I mutter, and then I get to work, like eating her dripping cunt is the only job I've been put on this earth to do. I slide the flat of my tongue against her, firm tortuous flicks over her, doing just what I said, taking my time while I push two fingers into her. My mind runs wild. I fantasize about the moment it will be my cock forcing her to stretch around me.
" So fucking tight," I say to her, almost ready to blow all over the bed. I move a hand up to one of her breasts and pinch her nipple between my fingers as she bucks her fleshy hips into my face, smothering me with her arousal and thighs, but I'm stronger. I push back, deeper, harder. Fucking my tongue into her as she screams and moans that she can't take it anymore and that she's going to come.
"Let go, Ivy, soak my face. Fucking suffocate me, and say my name when you do," I tell her and she does. Crying out some form of my name mixed with unintelligible words just as I wanted, her fingers tugging at my hair and clawing at my shoulders until I'm sure they're bleeding. Giving me just enough pain to beg her for more, because that little bit of pain is just what I want, what I crave from her, and somehow, already, she seems to understand that.
I let my tongue gingerly trail over her soaking slit, gathering her cum on my tongue, then I rise to meet her face and kiss her. Ivy's tongue laps against mine, eagerly, already my needy, dirty girl.
"You're so fucking sweet, Ivy. It's going to be impossible for me to ever stop burying my face between these thighs," I tell her as I kiss her.
She's moaning into my mouth and already angling her hips up to meet me like she just can't get enough as I circle her clit with slow, shallow sweeps.
"It's yours," she manages.
"What is mine, Trouble?" I ask her, loving that she's this desperate for my hands on her. Her eyes open and focus on mine for a split second.
"My soul … Take it, Wade," she whimpers. "Just give me what I need."
Fucking Christ.
"Such a greedy fucking girl, I'm going to give you my cock, but it's going to be a tight fit so I need you to breathe and do exactly as I tell you, okay?"
She nods hesitantly. "I trust you, Wade, just don't split me in two," she says as my tip graces her entrance.
Fucking hell, even that feels like fucking heaven.
"There's never been anyone since Brad. I'm clean and …" she offers with a tiny little shrug. "I'm on birth control."
Fuck, I was so lost in her I hadn't even thought about a condom.
"I'm clean too," I say, then I kiss Ivy both to assure her and to give her one more second to say no, one more second to back out before we change everything. But she doesn't, she kisses me back and angles her hips up enough that the first full inch of my cock sinks into her, causing us both to moan. Fucking Jesus Christ.
"Deep breath," I tell her, and then I sink into her deeper as she gasps and pants below me. "Again." I coax her to breathe, kissing her softly. "You're doing so good, I'm so proud of you, Ivy. You're taking my cock so well," I tell her.
Holding myself up on my forearms, I grip the sides of her face, pulling it to mine to kiss her softly, trying to calm her. I sink further. "That's it," I tell her as she takes a deep breath and pulls me in a little more while I breathe out a shaky groan.
"Fuck. Ivy. Fuck ," I grunt as I push even further, pressing my forehead to hers, still gripping her face.
"Is that … all the way?" she asks, her eyes begging me for honesty.
I kiss her, before teaching her to embrace it.
"You can take more. I'll fill you so full you'll never want me to leave you empty."
She nods, and that fiery sass I'm obsessed with shines in her eyes.
"More then," she says with confidence.
I grin back at her. "Such a little brat," I say as I give her no more warning, and I kiss her as I bury myself in her to the hilt before she can change her mind.
"Holy, motherfucking fuck, Wade," she says. "You're too big, you feel …"
"Don't ask me for all of me unless you're ready to take it all, Trouble." I kiss a line down her throat and pull her nipple into my mouth, then trail my middle finger to her clit between us, circling her for a beat to bait her, to beg her body to adjust to me. She's so fucking wet. So fucking tight.
"You feel … you feel …" she mutters again, losing the words.
" So fucking good, " I breathe out for her because holy fuck, this pussy . This pussy might just be the death of me.
"Yeah …" she pants. "That."
I pull myself out halfway and drive into her again fully as she cries out. She's so full and I've never been so crazed.
Every single ounce of me is molded with her sweet, tight pussy like tongue and groove, and I decide I want to die right here, buried deep inside Ivy. I start slow, savoring, dragging myself out and pushing myself back in, staying rooted in her for a few extra seconds every time, circling my hips there to give her swollen clit the friction it needs to drive her fucking mad.
Her moans become louder as her legs wrap up around my waist. Nails dig deeper into my skin as I slowly, deeply, deliciously fuck my cock in and out of her with the restraint of a goddamn saint, and just as I'm sure her body is ready and she's begging for more, I start to really move. Ivy cries out, my name mostly, every time I withdraw then bottom out inside her.
I move slowly at first, controlled. Taking my time to just feel her. To bask in her.
I do this until I can't be gentle with her any longer; her pussy is the fucking brass ring. Beads of sweat form between us as I grip her thigh tight and hold her still, taking all the control as I lose the place where we connect.
We're no longer two. Just one. I stay in these moments with no idea how I hold it together. My cock deep in Ivy's pussy with nothing between us, just her skin on mine, is nothing short of supernatural. I slide my hand up to her throat and grip under her jaw, pressing my mouth to hers as I fuck into her harder.
She whimpers and moans beneath me. I squeeze a little tighter, testing her, and I feel her walls clamp down around me like a vice. I wait for her to tap my thigh as I tighten my grip on her throat, but she doesn't. Her legs begin to shake as she chases her high and I'm right there with her, I'm higher than I've ever been, with no hope of ever coming down.
"Soak my cock now, Ivy, come," I order.
"I'm going to, and Wade?"
"Yeah?" I grunt, while I do everything in my power to hold it together as my balls tighten to an incomparable level at the vision of her beautiful body below me.
"I want you to come too, and squeeze my throat tighter when you do." She says it so innocently that, instantly, I'm a fucking goner.
My vision blackens as my release fires up my shaft and spills into her, at the precise moment she clamps down around me and comes all over my cock, each of our movements turning sloppy and shaky as her name leaves my lips and mine leaves hers. A dull buzzing fills my head as I come down and still jerk inside her.
All I hear is silence and our breathing. I'm pretty sure I might be dead. If I'm not, I want to be because there's no greater heaven than this. Buried in Ivy Spencer, with my shoulders bloodied and her arms around me.