“You are so wet, babe,” he said as he plunged a finger into her pussy, slapping her several times on the opposite cheek. Ivy moaned deeply. This was incredibly hot. Ivy could feel Eric’s cock sliding into her pussy from behind. He slid his penis against her slit without sliding in while his hand traveled up her body. He twisted and gently tugged on her nipples before wrapping her long hair around his wrist, pulling her head up with a gentle tug.
Eric leaned down and whispered in her ear, “If you want me to stop at any time just say beignet.” Ivy nodded her head in understanding. Eric had given her the safe word.
Ivy moaned as Eric’s hard cock entered her waiting pussy. “Naughty, naughty Ivy,” Eric whispered as he slapped her ass while thrusting into her pussy. “You’re so wet and hot. Your friggin’ scalding my cock,” Eric said with another slap.
Ivy pushed back hard trying to force Eric to speed up his thrusts. She was going to orgasm so hard she was already shaking. Eric stopped thrusting and caressed her ass. “I love your ass. It’s so perfect. It’s even more perfect all red and rosy.” Another slap followed by another thrust. Eric tugged on Ivy’s hair pulling her head toward his so he could kiss her. “Such a naughty little mouth. I love it when you use that naughty mouth to suck my cock.” He kissed her again as he slowly thrust his cock into her wet heat. “Tell me what you want me to do with my cock? Say it, babe,” he said as he slapped and caressed, thrust and spanked.
Ivy was panting in earnest. She felt totally dominated and it was so incredibly exciting. “Fuck me, Eric,” she moaned.
“Say it louder, Ivy,” Eric said with another spank followed by a caress. He tugged on her hair, she turned her head in response looking into his lust-glazed eyes. “Fuck me, Eric. Fuck me hard.”
Eric kissed her deeply. He untangled his hand from her hair and grasped her hips with both hands. He thrust hard and fast, Ivy screamed as her orgasm ripped through her. She screamed again when Eric’s hot sperm gushed into her waiting pussy causing her to have a second orgasm. She collapsed on the bed and Eric landed on top of her. Both of them were panting. Eric rained kisses on her neck, cheek, her hair murmuring, “Friggin’ amazing. You’re friggin’ amazing.”
She turned so she and Eric laid face to face in the bed. Eric gently caressed her cheek.
“Why didn’t you call?” Ivy asked. “Damn,” she said. “Never mind, I promised myself if I ever saw you again I wouldn’t ask.”
Ivy closed her eyes, totally mad at herself for bringing up a topic she vowed she wasn’t going to discuss.
“Open your eyes and look at me,” Eric said, tilting Ivy’s face toward his. “What do you mean, why didn’t I call?”
Ivy took a deep breath. “I always wondered why you didn’t call.” She looked into Eric’s gray eyes and continued. “I know I was young and everything, but it was the most amazing day and night of my life. I thought you felt the same way, but you never called.”
Eric laughed a humorless laugh. “What are you talking about, Ivy? You left without a sound and with no way to contact you. I didn’t know why you didn’t say good-bye. I searched for you, but I didn’t even know your last name or what school you attended. I vowed I would find you again so you could tell me why you left me after the best twenty-four hours of my life.”
“I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper and placed it on the table next to your bed,” Ivy said as she sat up and poked Eric in the chest. “You didn’t call. Ever.”
“Ivy,” Eric said, sitting up in bed and pulling Ivy against his chest. “I never found the number. I woke up and you were gone. Gone without a trace. I tried to find you for six friggin’ months. I decided you didn’t want to be found. It was crazy.” Eric continued speaking more to himself than to Ivy. “It was like you were a figment of my imagination. No one from the competition had the name Ivy on any roster. If Robert hadn’t given me a hard time about taking you back to our apartment I would have believed I made you up. My perfect dream girl.”
Ivy sat in stunned disbelief. Eric’s revelation changed everything she’d come to believe about him and her over the past several years. “I thought I was the worst lay ever,” Ivy said. “Or maybe you were mad because I was virgin and I didn’t tell you until we were pretty far past the point of no return. Then I thought it was probably what you usually did. Take a girl back to your place, screw her brains out, and then move on.”
“When I saw your photo on the cover of Business Monthly I was stunned,” Eric continued. “I knew of Ivy Fairweather financier, but I didn’t know you were my Ivy. When I saw your picture I vowed I would find you, woo you, and win you. And then, there you were, Ivy Fairweather in my kitchen in the middle of Nowhere, North Dakota.”
Eric pulled Ivy over his legs so she straddled his lap. He tilted up her face and leaned down to kiss her. He whispered, “I found you, now I’m wooing you and I’m sure as hell gonna win you.” He kissed her, pulling her tightly against him so they were crushed together chest to chest with Eric’s semierect penis between them.
Ivy pressed herself tightly against him as she gently gyrated against his crotch. Eric moaned as Ivy pressed his cock against the seam of her wet pussy.
The kiss became more passionate. Ivy stretched up and impaled herself on his cock. Eric whispered, “That’s right, babe, ride my cock.”
Ivy moved up and down on Eric’s cock while Eric guided her by placing his hands on her hips. “Oh god, oh god,” Ivy moaned as her orgasm resulted in her arching her back and a shudder shaking her body.
“Ah, yeah,” Eric shouted as his seed shot into Ivy’s waiting pussy.
They stayed locked together for several minutes. Ivy finally caught her breath. “So, you didn’t not just call?”
Eric kissed her before replying, “So, you didn’t just leave me without a trace.”
Ivy clasped Eric’s chin in her hands as she replied solemnly, “It was the best sex in my entire life.”
Eric started to laugh. His chuckle reverberated off Ivy’s chest. “And by the best sex in your entire life you actually meant the only sex in your entire life.”
Ivy grinned into his eyes. “Well, that, too.”
Chapter 9
“Do you want breakfast?” Eric asked as he ran a towel down Ivy’s damp body. He rubbed the soft yet rough towel gently over Ivy’s nipples and she sighed as she leaned her back against his chest.
They were standing in front of the mirror in Eric’s bathroom. Ivy had her eyes closed obviously enjoying the feel of the towel against her nipples. Eric watched through narrowed eyes. He’d come more in the last twenty-four hours than in his entire life. The only other time he’d had marathon sex was when he’d been with Ivy in New Orleans.
Eric felt his cock start to rise at Ivy’s obvious enjoyment of his unintentional nipple massage. He was hoping breakfast or brunch could wait another half an hour.
“Mm,” Ivy murmured grinding back against Eric. “I love it when you rub my nipples. It’s like you turn on a spigot.” Ivy opened her eyes and stared back into Eric’s eyes in the mirror. He raised a brow in a question. “Well, you play with my nipples and my pussy starts to drip.”
Eric watched as Ivy took her finger and slowly put it in her pussy. She plunged it in a couple of times and then she brought her finger to Eric’s mouth. Eric watched Ivy watch him take her finger in his mouth and suck.
“Are we going to eat now?” Ivy asked solemnly.
“Ivy,” Eric asked as he continued to assault her nipples with the towel, “are you teasing me?”
Ivy’s green eyes glistened with amusement and lust as she nodded her head still staring into Eric’s eyes in the mirror. He watched her watch him as she started to stroke her pussy.
“Ivy, do you know what happens to girls who tease their boyfriends?” Eric sure hoped he was Ivy’s boyfriend.
Ivy circled her clit with her finger then she took her finger and started to push it in and out. Eric stared at her glistening sex trying to determine how he was
going to fuck her next. “I’ve never had a boyfriend,” Ivy replied.
“Well, babe, you’ve got one now. I’m going to teach you what happens when you tease your boyfriend,” Eric whispered in her ear. Eric dropped the towel and cupped Ivy’s breasts in his hands. “Put your hands up and lock them behind my head.”
“But I like stroking my pussy,” Ivy replied with a pout.
As much as Eric liked to dominate her, he liked watching her teasing her own pussy, it was totally hot. “I like you stroking your pussy, too,” he admitted. “You can stroke your pussy when I tell you. Hands up, hands up now.”
Ivy reached up and locked her hands behind Eric’s neck. The new position raised her breasts and opened her body for Eric’s full attention. “Keep your eyes open, you little tease,” Eric whispered in her ear. “Your boyfriend’s going to show you what happens when you’re a tease.”
Eric cupped her breasts in his hands and bounced them. “You have gorgeous tits,” he whispered. “You know that, don’t you, Ivy? You like to get your nipples erect, put on a tight little top, and get guys hard just by looking at your nipples. You know what I want to do when I see those nipples? I want to tug on ‘em.” Eric didn’t touch her nipples. He continued to cup them and massage them getting his fingers close to the peaks, but never quite reaching the tips. Ivy moaned. “Keep your eyes open Ivy, look at your tits in my hands. Think about how much you want me to suck on your nipples, how much you want me to twist them. Maybe you’re thinking about me shooting my hot cum on those tight little peaks.” Ivy’s bare ass rubbed restlessly against Eric’s cock.
“Do you like it when I tease you, Ivy? Is your pussy getting all wet thinking about how good it’s gonna feel when I slide my cock in your wet little hole.” Eric slid one hand down Ivy’s body stopping above her curls on her Venus mound.
“Spread your legs, baby,” Eric rasped into Ivy’s ear. “That’s it, look at your wet little pussy. Do you want me to touch it? Is your clit throbbing?” Ivy nodded her head in response, her gaze remained locked on Eric as he ran his finger over her clit and thrust two fingers into her pussy. “Look at my fingers, Ivy,” Eric demanded as he thrust them in and out of her hole. “You’re so fucking wet, your juice is scalding my fingers.” He pulled his fingers out and brought them to her mouth. “Taste how good you are.” Ivy leaned forward ready to lick her juice from his fingers. Eric snatched his fingers away and then licked them clean himself, savoring Ivy’s unique flavor and savoring her disgruntled look.
“Ivy, unclasp your hands and place them on the counter.” Ivy followed Eric’s order. She pushed against him with her ass so she could bend over far enough to grab the counter. Eric pulled her farther back so her tits dangled above the counter and her ass was in the perfect position for penetration.
“I liked it when you licked my asshole. The way you used your little tongue to thrust in, it was so hot.” Eric was so hard he thought he was going to explode. He realized he wanted to fuck Ivy in the ass, he also realized she was going to love it. Eric was caressing her ass cheeks as he spoke, cupping the globes and running a finger down her sensitive crack. Then he took a finger and ran it from clit to ass using the juice from Ivy’s pussy to lubricate her asshole as he pushed his finger deeper in the hole with each caress. Ivy was moaning in mindless pleasure when Eric had his index buried in her ass.
“Look at me, Ivy,” Eric demanded as he pulled his finger slowly out of Ivy’s ass. “I’m going to get some anal lube.” Ivy nodded in understanding. “Don’t move.”
Eric studied Ivy’s submissive position as he dug in a bag under the sink for anal lube. He’d bought the lube with a bunch of other tools to enhance a sexual experience right after he saw Ivy’s picture in the magazine. He had lots of fantasies involving Ivy Fairweather. He hoped they’d have a lifetime to experience them all. Right now he couldn’t wait to bury his cock in her tight little asshole.
Eric walked to Ivy’s side so she could see his cock as he rubbed it with the anal lube. “Look at my cock, Ivy. You make me so friggin’ hard.” Eric took a finger coated with anal lube and pushed it into Ivy’s ass. She moaned as she continued to stare at Eric’s cock. “Ivy, once I have this great big cock buried in your tight little ass I want you to stroke your pussy ‘till you come.” Ivy nodded.
Eric stirred his finger in Ivy’s ass preparing her for his cock. Ivy started to move her hand. Eric clasped her hand in his. “Not yet, I said you could stroke your pussy after I was buried in your tight little hole.” Ivy’s green eyes were glazed over, but she nodded in response.
Eric took his cock in his hand and lined it up with her puckered hole. He slowly eased into her ass. Ivy pressed back trying to take in more of his penis. “Don’t rush it, babe.” Eric murmured. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Oh, Eric,” Ivy moaned. “It burns, but it feels so amazing. Ahhh,” she moaned loudly as Eric began to thrust gently. He knew he was going to pound into her, but he wanted her to be friggin’ mindless with need and lust.
“Rub your clit, baby,” Eric murmured. “I won’t start pounding into your ass until you come.” Eric could feel small spurts of semen shooting out of his cock. Ivy moaned in response to the hot fluid filling her asshole.
Eric watched as Ivy started frantically fucking her pussy with her fingers. She was moaning and bucking as she tried to entice Eric into increasing the speed of his slow thrusts. Eric started twisting her nipples. Ivy’s pace increased. “Ohhh,” she moaned as she climaxed. Her vaginal muscles clenched causing her ass to tighten.
“You feel so good,” Eric said as he started to thrust in earnest. Ivy pressed down on her clit with her finger as Eric pounded into her ass.
“Oh, jeez,” Ivy moaned, “I’m coming.” Her entire body started to shake.
“Yes,” Eric shouted as semen pumped out of his cock filling Ivy’s ass. He grabbed her hair and turned her head to kiss her as he climaxed. Ivy frantically returned the kiss sucking Eric’s tongue into her mouth. Eric gently caressed her breasts and stomach as he slowly drifted back to reality.
Eric pulled out slowly, he watched his cum drip out of Ivy’s ass. He took his seed and used it as a lube on her clit. He started slowly circling her clit with one hand while he slid two fingers of his other hand in and out of her asshole. “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Ivy chanted. “I’m gonna come, oh god, I’m gonna come.” She threw back her head as her vagina and ass muscles contracted, she screamed and shuddered with another orgasm.
They silently stared at each other in the mirror. Both were breathing hard, their chests heaving from exertion.
Ivy was the first to recover. She smiled into Eric’s reflection. “First, being a tease is fun. I’m going to be teasing you all the time. Second, that was another incredible first.” She held up her hand in a fist. “Fist bump.”
Eric grinned as he fist-bumped Ivy. He wondered about the first to which she was referring. The anal sex? The spanking? Doing it in front of the mirror? They were all firsts for Eric.
Chapter 10
Eric passed Ivy the plate to put in the dishwasher. “I got to say it,” Ivy said with a laugh. “I haven’t done the dishes since…” She paused, considering the possibilities. “Ever.”
“Are you kidding me?” Eric asked. He was sure she wasn’t. The Fairweathers were one of the richest families in America, almost as wealthy as the Masters family.
“We’ve always had help.” Ivy grinned, sure her response was going to rile Eric up. “My mom said it was our duty to provide jobs to people who weren’t as fortunate as us. What I’m trying to say,” Ivy continued, “it is my civic duty not to do the dishes.”
“Ivy Fairweather,” Eric replied in a stern voice. “Your civic duty? Seriously?”
Ivy replied with a solemn nod, it was then she noticed the time.
“Damn,” Ivy said as she glanced at the clock on the stove. “Damn, damn, damn,” she repeated.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Eric asked as he pulled her into h
is arms.
“Look at the time. It’s friggin’ one o’clock.” Ivy replied as she picked up her back pack.
“So,” Eric replied.
“I like to do first bell day trading on Monday. It’s so exciting to mess with the market. Get the brokers all riled up and then make a killing. Today, however, wasn’t just about having fun with the market. I need to ruin my stepfather’s financial status while ensuring the stability of Fairweather Cosmetics.”
“All before one o’clock,” Eric replied with a slight grin.
Ivy couldn’t help it, she smiled back. “Before two for sure,” she supplied.
“Where’s your office? I hope you have space for me. I need space.” Ivy paused and grasped Eric’s hand. “I’m hoping you can apply your incredibly powerful brain and help me come up with some ideas to protect Fairweather while destroying my stepfather’s business ventures.”
Eric took the back pack from Ivy. He placed his hand in the small of Ivy’s back guiding her through the house to his office. “What the hell’s in this thing?” Eric asked, lifting the pack. Ivy felt a blush start at her chest and move up to heat her face.
“Um, my laptop,” Ivy replied. Eric was studying her face. He must have noticed her blush. “And, a few little sex toys.” Ivy grabbed for her bag, but Eric held it out of reach. “I hate it when someone holds my things out of my reach, it’s not nice,” Ivy said with a pout.
Eric brought the bag back to Ivy and asked, “Will you show me what’s in it later.”
Ivy smiled. “I’ll show you what’s in it and how to use them if you’d like.”
“Oh, I’d like,” Eric replied with a sly grin.
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