by Bianca Cole
I feel his thickness throbbing against my tummy as he pulls me tight to him. He moves from my lips, making me whimper as he trails kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. My pussy aches to feel him inside of me. I moan, as he cups my breasts.
My hands snake under his designer jacket, pushing it off his wide shoulders. I’m desperate to feel his hot skin against mine. I tease my fingers over the button of his shirt and he nips at my ear with his teeth. “No,” he growls, heating me in ways I never knew possible. He grabs hold of my wrist and pushes it away from his shirt. “I’m in control.”
I moan deeply as he spins me around and presses every inch of his cock into my ass. He kisses and nibbles at my neck, grinding himself against me. “Fuck, Ivy. I can’t wait to claim your perfect fucking pussy,” he groans. “Walk forward.”
I step forward on trembling legs. The pulsing between my thighs is almost impossible to bear as he remains pressed against me.
“Stop,” he orders.
I stop right in front of the desk in his library.
His rough hands wrap around my waist. “Turn around,” he breathes into my ear.
I do as he says and meet his fierce gaze. His arms tighten around me and he hoists me onto the desk, forcing me to lie down on it. “I know this is not the desk in your story, but it’ll have to do—for now.”
His large hands slide up my thighs, pushing the dress up and exposing my messy, wet, lacy panties to him. He growls lowly at the sight. His fingers tease up the inside of my thighs, slowly approaching my dripping core. “You’re a naughty girl and you need to be punished,” he growls, before rubbing my clit through my panties and making me scream in pleasure. “Fuck Ivy,” His voice is a deep, baritone rasp. “Your pussy is drenched for me.”
I moan, gripping to the edge of the desk as I stare at him. He pushes my dress all the way up and pulls it over my head, exposing my lacy black bra beneath. Wes drinks me in hungrily, licking his lips. “Take off your bra,” he growls.
Heat teases through me as I do as he says and unhook my bra. His eyes darken as my full breasts spring free to his hungry gaze and he cups them in his hands, teasing my aching nipples between his finger and thumb. I gasp as they tighten and harden more, arching my back toward him.
His fingers trail down my tummy and hook into the waistband of my panties, pulling them down past my knees, exposing me to him. I squirm as the air teases against my bare, wet lips.
His hands tighten around my legs, pushing me right back against the desk and exposing me to his hungry gaze. I feel his warm breath, teasing at me.
My eyes widen as his tongue darts out to lick my asshole, sending naughty forbidden pleasure racing right through me. It’s so dirty but it feels so good. His tongue travels right from my ass, parting my slick lips and slowly dragging his tongue all the way to my clit. I moan in ecstasy, bucking my hips to feel more.
He growls against my pussy. “You taste sweeter than honey, baby girl.”
I gasp as he sucks my throbbing clit into his mouth, and dips a thick finger inside my tight, slippery pussy. The pleasure running through me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. Wes moves his fingers in and out of me as he swirls his tongue around the sensitive nub, driving me wild. I let go, losing myself to the pleasure his tongue entices.
Outside of the bedroom, this man is an arrogant asshole who I hate, but here, in private, I want to bend to his every will. A freeing, light sensation pulsing through my veins as I submit control.
I buck and writhe beneath him, needing more. His hands only hold me more firmly—totally in control. The heat is building deep within me with every flick of his tongue and thrust of his fingers. He hits the exactly right spot with his fingers, curling them and I cry out with pleasure. “Oh my God, Wes… Yes….”
He licks harder and thrusts faster, taking me higher and higher right to the point of explosion. The pressure inside me ready to go off like a bomb. I writhe beneath him, trying to get more from him. His strong arms hold me down and he moves his tongue right from my clit straight down through my drenched lips and back to my asshole.
“Oh… Fuck,” I cry, as he circles the ring of muscles, making the pleasure even more explosive.
His tongue delves inside of me, pushing further into that forbidden place.
I moan, deeply. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt. “Do you like that, baby?” He growls, removing his tongue and releasing my legs. “Are you a dirty girl who loves getting her ass licked?”
I nod my head, staring into his dark eyes. He kisses me hard, letting me taste myself on his tongue before trailing kisses back down my neck. He stops at my breasts and swirls my hard, aching nipples with his tongue. I gasp as they tighten to stiff peaks under his attention.
He keeps eye contact with me as he moves lower and lower. His breath teasing against the spot where I need to feel him again. I feel his tongue flick against my clit and I jolt. He pulls me right back to that peak of pleasure and I’m ready to unravel for him.
His thick fingers thrust inside of me as he grazes his teeth over my clit, dragging me right back to the edge. My body trembles and shakes as he continues to work me into a frenzy. His fingers curl and hit the spot inside of me that makes me tense around him.
“That’s it, baby. Make that pretty little pussy come all over my tongue. Let me taste your sweet, honeyed juices and come all over my fingers. Come for me, Ivy,” he growls.
I scream in ecstasy as waves of unmatched pleasure rock through me. My orgasm spikes through me and I come for him harder than I’ve ever come in my life. He keeps on licking and tasting me as I come down from it.
“Stand up, baby,” he groans.
He pulls me into him. His hands gripping me hard and possessively as if I’m his. Our lips crash together in a hot and fierce kiss, tasting myself all over his tongue.
I feel his lips against my neck and he teases his tongue against the spot beneath my ear. “You like me being in control, don’t you?” he growls, tightening his grip on my waist. “You love me taking what I want and making that pretty, little pussy come all over my tongue.”
I moan, unable to deny it. “You’re an asshole.”
He laughs. “Yeah, and you love it.” He shifts me around and glares into my eyes fiercely. “You love me being an asshole and taking what is mine. You’re mine, Ivy,” he growls.
My eyes travel to the huge bulge tenting his pants. I drop to my knees and reach out for his pants zipper.
His fingers tighten around my wrist. “What are you doing?”
I bite my bottom lip with my teeth. “My turn to taste you.” I smile at him.
He growls. “Do you want to suck my hard cock like a naughty girl?”
I moan and nod, gazing up at him and tugging my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Tell me how much you want it in your mouth, baby.”
Even more heat teases through me, making me ache for him. “I want it in my mouth so bad, Wes, please let me suck it.”
He groans, letting go of my wrist. I reach for his pants and unbutton them, pulling the zip down. My heart is beating hard against my rib cage as I pull them down along with his boxers. I gasp as his enormous, thick cock springs out, slapping against his shirt clad stomach. The swollen head glistening with pearly, white precum, begging to be licked.
I close my fingers around his thick, hot girth and stroke him from root to tip. He watches me intently, hungrily. I drag the tip of my tongue over the crown, tasting him. He groans, sinking his fingers into my hair as I wrap my plump lips around him.
“Fuck, baby girl, just like that,” he growls, tightening his grip in my hair. “Be a good girl and suck on me with your pretty, little mouth.”
I hum around him as I bob my lips up and down his length, swirling my tongue around the swollen crown and lapping up the thick precum leaking from the tip. He groans as I take him deeper into my mouth, making his cock swell even harder and larger. I cup his heavy, cum-filled balls in my hand and he grunts.
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Wes stares down at me as I lick from the tip of his perfect cock right down the velvety underside to his balls. His balls clench as my tongue teases them, making more perfect, sweet precum leak from his head. I work my way back up and suck every drop from the tip, enjoying his sweet, masculine taste.
I wrap my fingers around the base of him. They don’t even reach the entire way around. I part my lips and take him as far down my throat as I can, before gagging. His grunts and groans become more animalistic as I work him in and out, keeping my eyes fixed on his. The hungry fierce possessiveness grows the more I suck him.
“Your mouth feels like fucking heaven, Ivy,” he groans, tightening his fingers in my hair and guiding me further onto him.
I take more into my throat, relaxing and breathing through my nose. My pussy gushes as I take him as far as I can without gagging. The way he takes control makes me hungrier for him.
He controls the speed and force without pushing me too far. His thick head twitches against my tongue as I swirl it around his head. Hot precum spills onto my tongue, coating it in his salty taste. A sign he is close to spilling right down my throat. I want to taste him. He pulls me off, untangling his fingers from my hair, but I haven’t had enough.
I pull my lips back onto him and take him right into the back of my throat. Wes roars as his balls clench and he releases all of his cum down my throat, coating my tongue in his hot, sticky seed. I moan and swirl my tongue around his head, lapping up every drop.
His arms wrap around my waist and he lifts me into him. “I’m in control, naughty girl,” he growls. “You weren’t supposed to make me cum.”
I pout at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. “But, I wanted to swallow every last drop, though.”
He groans. “You’re so dirty, Ivy.” He kisses me hard, tangling his tongue with my own and tasting his own essence. His hand grips my throat, making my throbbing pussy ache for him. “Bend over the desk, now,” he orders, slapping my ass and sending a pleasurable sting through my entire body.
My eyes travel to his length to find he’s still as hard as steel. My thighs quiver at the thought of him stretching me and filling me with every inch. I turn and walk toward the desk, bending over slowly and baring myself to him.
I did hate Wes Peterson. But right now, I love the way he commands me. I love the way he makes me feel. It’s a very conflicting feeling, but I never want this to stop.
13
Wes
I know I’m fucked. Ivy is off limits and I’ve crossed the line. Scratch that—I’ve totally and utterly obliterated the line. She’s my boss’s daughter and I’m staring at her perfect, pink, glistening cunt nestled between her creamy thighs as she bends over my library desk.
I fist my hand up and down my hot, throbbing cock, moving closer to her. Who knew she would love being ordered around in the bedroom? Her feisty blue eyes have turned lusty ever since we made it into the elevator.
My hands tease over both her ass cheeks and she gasps. “I’ve been thinking about slapping this perfect little ass ever since we met,” I growl.
She tenses as I bring my hand back and let it land on her ass cheek. She moans as a pink mark stings across her creamy skin. I massage the pink flesh of that cheek, before slapping her other cheek. “Do you like getting your ass slapped?”
She nods and whimpers.
I slap her ass again and she cries out with pleasure. Her pussy dripping down her thighs. It’s almost impossible to believe how wet I get her. This woman has ignited something deep and dark inside of me. I groan at the thought of sinking every thick inch inside those perfect, pretty lips.
I part her slippery wet entrance with my swollen head, coating her with my sticky precum. It doesn’t matter that I’ve already come two minutes ago, I’m as hard as a fucking rock.
Ivy cries out in pleasure as I bump the thick crown over her throbbing nub, before running it through her slippery lips again, teasing her.
She whimpers. “Wes, please…”
I slap her ass, making her gasp. “What do you want, baby girl?” I growl, gripping her ass cheeks with my hands possessively. “Tell me what you want.”
She bucks her hips backward, trying to sink me inside her sweet pussy. I grab her hips, stopping her from moving. “Tell me what you want, Ivy,” I groan, fighting the urge to thrust into her deeply.
“I want you to fuck my pussy right now,” she moans.
I bite my lip and try to fight the urge to lose it and fuck her hard and fast. “You’re such a naughty girl, Ivy.” I slap her ass again.
She tries to buck back into me. “I’m your naughty girl, asshole,” she gasps.
I groan. “That’s right, you’re mine. This perfect little pussy is mine.” I rub her clit, making her moan. Then I move my hands up her belly and grip her perfect full breasts, squeezing them in my hands. I tease her hard nipples with my fingers, making her gasp. “These beautiful breasts are mine.” She moans even louder and tries to push back onto me. “This pretty little asshole is mine,” I say, moving back and bending down to lick her hole.
My hands find her hips again and I slide my leaking dick in her juices, coating myself in them. “Are you ready to feel every inch of my hard cock claiming you?”
“Yes… please, fuck me.”
That’s all it takes. I growl as I thrust right inside her tight, slick pussy. Her beautiful arousal swallows every inch of me, pulling me tight inside of her. She feels like heaven—so tight and wet. My balls ache for release, filling with cum.
Ivy moans and whimpers, trying to buck her hips and grind onto me. My fingers dig into her hips, holding her still. “Remember the rules, Ivy. I’m in control.” I slap her ass and she gasps.
She holds still and stops trying to grind onto me. I pull slowly out of her beautiful pussy until only my throbbing head is still nestled inside her. With one quick thrust, I bury myself deep insider her again, letting her feel every inch.
The blood roars through my veins, making my heart beat against my rib cage as I drive into her over and over again.
I’m used to being in control all the time. Here with Ivy, I can feel it slipping. I can feel the desperate need to claim and mark this woman as my own driving me wild. I reach around to tease her clit as I plunge inside with one stroke, both of us groaning together. My heavy cum filled balls slap against her as I drive right to the hilt.
I pull out of her. “Turn around,” I order.
She stands on trembling legs, turning to face me. My lips crash into hers and I kiss her hard, tangling our tongues together. Her fingers reach for the buttons on my shirt and I freeze beneath her. I grab her wrists, stopping her. “I’m in control.”
Her eyes flash with that feisty fire and she shakes her head. “I’m naked.” She bites her bottom lip. “I want to see you naked too.”
I search her eyes for a moment. A sudden vulnerability spreading through me like a disease. Women see my scars all the time, but for some reason, Ivy seeing them makes me nervous. I swallow hard, letting go of her wrist. I watch her as she continues to unbutton my shirt.
Her eyes widen as she sees the scars on my chest, pushing the shirt off to reveal every single one. Ivy traces her finger across the one on my right pectoral, making a shiver travel down my spine.
She opens her mouth and I know she’s about to ask about them. I tighten my grip on her hips and pull her to me hard, silencing her with a kiss. She moans into my mouth and melts into me, gripping onto my arms to steady herself.
I hoist her up, forcing her to wrap her arms around my neck. I keep my hands on her round ass cheeks and lift her perfect, dripping pussy inches from the swollen head, standing upright and ready.
Her eyes hold mine as I lower her onto my straining length, stretching her around me. Her arms remain tight around my neck as I lift her up and down my length, gripping her ass cheeks in my hands. Her full breasts bounce with each thrust and her hard-pebbled nipples rub against my chest, making me harden more.
Her lips sear to mine and she moans into my mouth. I move toward the shut door, forcing her back against the wood to help hold her. Her tongue tangles with my own, kissing me with such passion, as I drive as deep inside of her as possible.
“Fuck, Wes,” she moans as I fuck her harder.
Every thrust, forcing her closer. I can feel her tight walls clamping down tighter on my cock, milking the cum from my balls.
She pulls her lips from mine and glares into my eyes. The lust and pure unadulterated desire makes me swell inside of her. My cock throbbing for release. I move back toward the rug in the center of the room and sink to my knees with her, remaining buried inside her. I place her back on the floor and move above her.
She cries out as I pull right out, teasing her clit with my swollen head and then sinking right back in again so my balls slap against her ass. Ivy watches the space where we meet as I sink in and out of her. I can tell she’s close as she whimpers and moans beneath me.
“That’s it baby, take my big, thick cock right inside that hungry little pussy,” I groan, slamming into her even harder and making her back arch.
“Oh God, yes,” she moans, tightening her grip on my shoulders.
My thrusts become harder and more frantic as I pound into her. My balls slap against her ass as I pull all the way out to drive right back in, making her scream in pleasure. Her mouth falls open and her eyes roll back in her head. “Oh my God…”
I thrust in hard, bumping my swollen head against her clit with each plunge. Her already tight pussy, tightens more. “That’s it, baby, make that naughty little cunt come all over my hard cock. I want to feel you squeeze me as you come. I want to feel your cum dripping down my balls,” I growl.
Her lips part on a loud moan as she comes undone. I thrust inside her harder again and she cries out.
“Come for me, Ivy. Come while I pump you full of my seed,” I growl.
“Oh my god,” she screams as she comes undone. Her whole body convulsing as her orgasm tears through her. Her sweet juices drip down my shaft and right onto my balls, teasing them to release.
