by Bianca Cole
“Do you like having my thick finger stretching out your virgin hole?” I growl.
She glances down at me, eyes hooded. “Yes,” she gasps.
I suck her clit into my mouth and then graze it with my teeth. She cries out as her orgasm crashes through her, and I run my tongue through her lips, lapping up every drop of her honeyed nectar.
Her chest heaves with heavy breaths as she comes down from the orgasm. Her cheeks flushed and red. I growl, kissing her lips and letting her taste herself.
She moans, glancing down at my thick length throbbing between my legs. “Are you going to fuck me in the ass now?”
My cock jumps and I bite my lip. I don’t reply, grabbing her legs and forcing her further onto her back, exposing that tight hole to me. I tongue her tight little ass, delving inside and pushing right in, working her muscles looser with each thrust.
I move my tongue from her ass and she whimpers. I flip her over, forcing her onto her knees. “Keep that perfect ass high and spread for me, baby,” I growl, slapping her creamy cheeks. She bucks against me, desperate for more. “Have you got any lube?”
She nods toward the side draw and I open it, grabbing the lube out. I notice an average sized dildo and pull it out too as a very naughty thrilling idea pulses through me. I slather her hole in it and then put some on my fingers. My dick is straining and leaking precum all over her bedsheets. Her pussy floods with more of her sweet juice as I shove one thick finger inside her hole, stretching it and filling it with lube.
She cries out in pleasure, bucking back against my finger. My finger sinks in right to the knuckle. “Wes, that feels so good,” she moans.
I add even more lube, before thrusting another finger inside her hole, stretching her.
“Do you like that, baby? Do you like my fingers stretching that tight little ass ready for my thick cock?” I growl.
She nods, muttering something incoherent under her breath. After a few minutes, I introduce the third finger and she moans deeply, as I stretch her. Her hole seems to relax and stretch in a way that suggests she’s played with it before, probably with the dildo. The thought makes my cock thicken and turneven harder, leaking more cum all over her sheets.
“Do you like that, baby girl?” I groan, thrusting my fingers in and out harder and faster now. “Do you like me finger fucking your ass?”
“Yes, God, yes…” Her voice is breathless. “Please, fuck my ass with your big cock.” She gazes back at me with her eyes full of desire and I pull her mouth to me, letting my swollen head rest between her ass cheeks. I kiss her hard, claiming her with my tongue.
I fist myself from root to tip in my hand, pouring lube over it and getting it ready. She watches me, glancing over her shoulder. “I’ll go slow, baby,” I groan, rubbing the swollen crown against her puckered, stretched hole. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
She nods and continues to watch as I rub the underside of my length against her stretched hole, teasing her. She moans deeply. “Please, Wes… Please fuck my ass.”
I roar and position the swollen crown in line with her tight, pink hole. I press against her and the muscles relax around me, sinking me inside.
She gasps, gazing back at me and biting her bottom lip. Her face is red as she stares back, barely breathing.
“Breath, baby,” I say softly. “I’ll wait until you’re ready.”
She nods, shutting her eyes and getting used to the thick head stretching her hole. I groan as her channel squeeze around me, leaking cum into her tight virgin ass.
She takes in deep breaths, relaxing and moaning. “I’m ready,” she gasps.
I sink deeper into her, letting her get used to each thick inch. I reach around, rubbing her sensitive bud with my finger. She arches her back and bucks her hips, forcing me even deeper inside. I’m not even putting any pressure and her ass is swallowing me whole. It’s feels better than anything I’ve ever felt.
She moans, rolling her hips as she takes every inch of me. My heavy balls rest against her wet pussy and I groan. The way she takes me inside her ass is amazing.
“Do you like the way my thick cock feels stretching that tight virgin ass?”
She nods. “Yes,” she gasps.
She moves, forcing me in and out of her. I groan, tightening my grip on her hips. She loves taking me in the ass and it just makes me love her even more.
Love.
Is that what this is? All my life I’ve been so closed off, I never thought I’d love anyone. As I sink deep into her forbidden passage, claiming her. I know without a doubt, I love this woman.
20
Ivy
I’m lost in the dirty, thrilling pleasure running through my body. It is better than I ever imagined. Wes thrusts in and out of my ass slowly, sending naughty pleasure through every nerve ending in my body.
He’s lighting me up like I’ve never been lit up before. Pure fire burns through my veins, hot and all-consuming. The way my ass stretches around his big, throbbing shaft makes me tremble.
He grunts above me with each thrust. His heavy balls slap against my clit, sending more pleasure racing through me. I’ve always wanted to try this with a man, but never trusted anyone to try it with—until Wes. I’d played with my ass before, using my dildo and getting myself off, but nothing compares to this.
The raw feel of his hot, pulsing length plowing into me, making my body shake and tremble for more. I keep my eyes shut, my mouth hanging open from the pleasure. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
“Are you okay?” Wes asks, forcing me to open my eyes and glance back at him.
His gaze his hungry, sending more heat teasing through me. “Fuck, yes. It feels so good.” I move my hips forcing him in and out of me quicker. He reaches beneath me and fingers my clit, making me cry out in pleasure. He’s so impossibly hard as he fills me, stretching me so perfectly.
The hot pressure building inside of me feels different, even more intense as he works my clit with his fingers and fucks me. I roll my hips back, needing more. Wes stops for a moment and I whimper, trying to buck against him. He holds my hips. “I’ve got an idea if you want to try it,” he growls.
I glance back at him to see my dildo in his hands. A naughty, filthy thought rolls through my mind, making me groan. “What do you want to do with that?”
His eyes flash wickedly. “Would you like to feel it stretching out your pussy as I fuck your ass?”
I shut my eyes a moment, whimpering at the thought of being that stuffed. I nod my head. “Yes… Oh God, please.”
He groans, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling right out of my ass. I whimper at the loss of the full feeling. “Lie down on your back, baby.”
I do as he says, lying on my back and spreading my legs wide for him. He thrusts his glistening, hard dick right back into my ass, making me moan. He leans down, capturing my lips with his and kissing me slowly, swirling his tongue around mine.
I watch as he thrusts in and out of my ass and grabs the dildo. The head of it teases against my clit. He rubs the toy against my messy lips, coating it in my juices.
“Are you ready to be filled up and stretched by two cocks?” He rubs the head of the dildo against my sensitive mud, making me jolt. “Do you want to be so full you can barely move?”
I nod my head, unable to speak. He moves the tip of the dildo to my slick, wet entrance and pushes it inside. His cock still in my ass as he lets the dildo slip into my pussy. My mind turns blank as I glance down at it.
I’m so impossibly stuffed and full, I can’t move. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt and better than anything I’ve ever imagined. Wes moves his cock in and out of my ass, sending unmatched pressure through me. I cry out, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling my lips to his. We crash together, tongues and teeth clashing as we kiss desperately.
He fucks me harder. “Fuck Ivy. You feel so tight being stuffed in both holes like a dirty, naughty girl,” he groans against my lips.
His
fingers find my clit and I can feel myself teetering on the edge of explosion. He rubs once, and I come undone. Every muscle in my body clamping down and writhing in pure ecstasy. The most explosive and mind-blowing orgasm rocks through me, sending heat pooling through me. I can barely see as my vision blurs. I’m screaming his name again and again as he continues to fuck me right through it.
He doesn’t stop fucking me when I come down, instead, he builds me right back for another one. I’m writhing and moaning as he drives in harder and faster, fucking my tight asshole. The dildo is still deep inside of my pussy. I never want this to end—the feel of him filling me so perfectly.
“Your asshole feels so fucking good wrapped so tightly around me. I want to feel you tighten around me again, Ivy.” He kisses me quickly. “I want to feel you milk the cum from my balls and make me fill your tight ass with my cum.”
I moan, teetering on the edge of what feels like the most explosive orgasm ever. I’m not sure I’ve come down from the last one as he drives into me more frantically.
“Come for me, baby.” He growls. “I want to feel that tight ass clamp down around me as you come hard for me.”
His thumb flicks over my clit hard and I come to pieces. I’m not sure if I scream or moan or what I do. All I know is my body lights on fire. Heat like nothing I’ve ever known crashes into me, sending me reeling. My pussy gushes around the dildo still lodged inside of me.
Wes roars against my lips, kissing me as I feel him explode. I feel every drop of cum that spills from his thick, pulsing shaft deep in my ass, filling me up. He stops moving inside of me and rests his forehead against mine, breathing heavily above me.
We’re both silent, listening to our own heavy rasping breaths. Finally, he slips out of my ass and then removes the dildo, making me whimper at the sudden empty sensation. He wraps his arms around my waist, lifting me into his lap and kissing me tenderly.
I’ve never felt so loved or protected in my entire life.
I wake in Wes’s arms. His chest rises and falls beneath me. I can’t believe how quickly I’ve fallen in love for the man I hated so much when we first met.
Is it even real?
He promised me last night that he wants me for real. Deep down inside I’m anxious. Wes’s reputation proceeds him, and he’s not even from this town. According to the newspapers, he’s a womanizer. A man who fucks women and leaves them, just like he did to me in that bathroom stall.
What if this is all a game to him? A flash of panic grips me suddenly, as I know I wouldn’t survive the heartache. He said he wanted me forever, but men lie.
I’ve known that for a long time. Maybe he just wanted to fuck me and then when he gets bored, he will cast me aside. I let him do the most intimate thing to me last night. A dull ache reminds me of that and how good it felt.
If this was all a game to him, then I’m not sure I could survive the pain.
My mind returns to what I said to my father the evening before and his remark. When I said it I meant it, but I can already feel my confidence waning. Wes makes me want to give it all up and do what I want, which is scary.
What if I’m not a good enough writer to make it?
Wes stirs beneath me and shifts, waking. He glances down at me and smiles. “Morning, beautiful.”
I force a smile at him despite the worry spreading through me. “Morning,” I mutter.
He forces me to glance up at him. “What’s wrong?”
I shake my head and sigh. “Nothing… I’m just thinking about what I said to my father,” I lie, as it’s not the only thing worrying me.
He smiles. “Not chickening out, are you?”
I shake my head. “I have no intention of following through. I never did.”
His smile drops. “Ivy, you have to.” He cups my chin in his hands. “If you don’t stand up to your father and do what you want to do, then you’ll never be happy.”
I sigh. “What if I’m not a good enough writer?”
He smirks at me. “If that story you sent to me on email is anything to go by, I’d say you’re good enough.”
I laugh and shake my head. “I wrote that when I was drunk.”
“Even better then. You’re clearly a talented writer.” He shifts and pulls me into his arms, sitting up. “The fact is, you’ll never know if you don’t try.” He presses a kiss against my lips. “I’ll stand by you every step of the way, Ivy.”
My heart swells at the way he supports me. I’ve never had this. A man who cares so desperately for my happiness. A man who wants to support me, even if it might not work out. I press my lips to his. “I love you, Wes,”
He freezes beneath me, his body tensing. A glazed look floods his eyes as he stares into the distance.
“Don’t worry, you don’t have to say—”
His lips close over mine slow and soft. When he parts from me he leans toward my ear, “I love you, Ivy. I love you so much.”
My heart skips a beat and I hold him tight. With Wes by my side, I feel like I can do anything.
21
Wes
I keep my hand against the small of Ivy’s back. She’s trembling. I know this will be tough for both of us. I squeeze her hip with my other hand, trying to reassure her.
We’re standing together as the elevator rises to the top floor of the Heisman firm. Jack Heisman’s floor, as he has the entire top floor to himself. I have managed to persuade Ivy to stick to her guns and do what’s right for her. She can’t let her father dictate her life—It’s not right.
The elevator dings and she glances at me, worrying her lip between her teeth. “Don’t worry, baby. Everything will be okay. I promise.”
She nods and smiles, taking a deep breath. “Let’s do this.”
I can’t help but smile as she laces her hand with mine, giving me a determined look.
Jack doesn’t strike me as the kind of guy who’s going to accept this with any ounce of decency. But, together we’re unstoppable. Nothing else matters if I’ve got Ivy by my side.
We step out of the elevator together. Ivy squeezes my hand once more before letting go. The secretary behind the desk frowns at us. “Can I help you?”
Ivy clears her throat, striding toward her desk. “Yes, I need to see my father, is he in?”
The recognition dawns and she nods. “Of course, Miss Heisman. I’ll let him know you’re here.” She grabs the phone and types in a couple of numbers. “Sir, your daughter is here to see you.” There is a short pause before she places the phone down on the receiver.
“You can go on in now.” She nods toward the closed door.
My heart pounds hard in my chest as I walk behind Ivy. Not only am I about to tell my boss of two weeks that I’m in love with his daughter, but Ivy’s about to tell him she’s quitting the firm for good. There’s no way this will be easy.
Ivy’s fingers wrap around the door handle and she hesitates for a moment, glancing back at me. I give her a sharp nod and the best smile I can manage given what we’re about to do. I close the distance between us and whisper into her ear, “I’m right here with you, always.”
She smiles back at me and then twists the handle.
“Ivy, what do you want?” Jack asks, keeping his eyes fixed on his computer.
I clear my throat, making him glance up. His brow furrows. “Wes, what are you doing here?”
“We’re here to discuss something with you,” I say.
Jack’s eyes narrow and he glances between the two of us. “Well, I don’t have all day, so spit it out.”
Ivy steps forward her jaw clenched. “I’m quitting the firm for good, Dad,” she says, her voice quiet.
Jack laughs. “Don’t be ridiculous, Ivy. What else would you do?”
“I’m going to be a writer. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do, but you forced me to study law.”
Jack snorts. “Writing isn’t a viable profession. You’re in line to take over this company and goddamn it, I’m not letting it pass out of our famil
y.”
Ivy steps forward her hands clenched by her side. “It’s my life and I want to do something I enjoy. I hate being a lawyer. I’ve always hated it and I’m through with it now.”
Jack stands from his desk, knocking his chair backward. “Like hell you are. Ivy, if you don’t fall in line so help me God I’ll disown you and strike you from my will.” His fingers are clenched into fists.
I step up to Ivy’s side and rest a hand on her shoulder. “Jack, Ivy has a right to decide what she wants to do with her life.” My jaw clenches. “No one should be able to tell her what to do.”
Jack’s eyes meet mine. I can see a vein throb in the side of his neck. “This has nothing to do with you.” He points a finger in my direction. “Why the fuck you even here?”
Ivy’s hand entwines with mine and she pulls me close.
I swallow hard, staring into the outraged eyes of my boss. “It has everything to do with me,” I say, gazing down at Ivy. “I’m in love with your daughter, sir.”
His face turns red in an instant. “You both lied to me the other night when I caught you kissing?” he asks, his voice a low growl.
Ivy steps forward. “I lied to protect Wes. We want to be together and it’s not breaking any rules because I no longer work here.”
Jack splutters, moving around the desk and charging toward me. His fists are clenched and his whole body is tense. I can see the warning signs. He wants to beat me to a pulp.
Ivy steps in front of me and glares at him. “Don’t you dare touch him,” she shouts.
I set my hands on her shoulders, pulling her close to me. “I hope you can come around to the fact that we are together and that Ivy isn’t working here anymore.” I narrow my eyes at him. “Obviously, I understand if you don’t want me here either.”
Jack growls. “Damn right, I don’t. Both of you get the fuck out of my sight.”
