Page 62 of Yours To Hold
My pace is relentless, not giving her a moment to breathe. Each pass of my tongue, each stroke of my finger, I can feel her getting closer and closer. She’s riding my face when I slide my tongue inside her again.
“Yes. Oh fuck yes!” Ivy chants as she starts to come around me. I lick up every drop as she chases her orgasm.
When she comes down from her high, I stand. Ivy looks wrung out as she rests her head on the table.
“What did you do to me?”
Leaning over her, I take her lips in a soft kiss. Her moans are feral as she licks into my mouth, tasting her release.
“There’s a lot more where that came from.”
“I’m addicted to you.” Her words are whispered, but I don’t miss them.
I drag a finger down her spine, feeling every ridge. I watch as goose bumps break out over her soft skin. “I can say the same about you.”
It’s like my hands are moving on their own, tracing over every bit of exposed skin.
Ever since Ivy and I started this thing, it’s been like this. It’s intense, how much we want each other. No…need each other.
We started this thing because we both wanted casual, but now, it’s starting to feel way more than that.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” Ivy’s words draw me out of my reverie.
“If that’s what you want.” I unzip my jeans, pulling out my cock. I’m just as needy for Ivy as she is for me.
“Yes.” There’s no hesitation in her voice.
Finding my wallet, I grab a condom and roll it over my dick. Ivy looks ready, her body on display for me.
Except I don’t give her want she wants. I roll my dick through her wet folds. Fuck, does that ever feel good.
Everything about this woman makes me feel good.
“And you say I’m a tease,” she huffs out.
“I want to enjoy this.” I roll my hips forward. Her warmth envelops me, making it hard to think.
“I’d enjoy it a hell of a lot more if you were inside me.”
I lean over her, running my nose along her neck. Inhaling the sweet scent that is Ivy. “You already came once. That isn’t enough to tide you over?”
She rocks back into me. “No.”
Fisting her hair in my hand, I slam into her.
“Oh my God, Mason!” Ivy shouts, supporting herself on the table. Her skin is flushed as her face is drawn tight with pleasure. The pulsing of her pussy around my cock makes it hard to think.
I pull her up, turning our gaze so we’re both staring into the mirror. Our eyes connect. Ivy’s blue eyes are dark with pleasure. “Look how fucking hot we look together.”
Pulling out oh so slowly, I slam back inside her.
“Fuck.” It’s a growl. Every pump of my hips inside this woman increases the connection between us.
Tipping her head back, I run a hand down her chest. Her tits are ripe for the taking as I shift my attention there. “Touch yourself.”
Ivy whimpers as she plays with her clit. My hold on her is punishing as we chase our release.
Everything about this moment with Ivy is hot as fuck. Watching the two of us work her body together is mesmerizing. A flush of color rises up her body as she chokes my cock with each punch of my hips inside her.
