Mastering Ivy

by Libby Calvincourt

  “Did I mention I liked to wear jewelry on my clit?” Ivy said sweetly. “I especially like to wear it with my nipplace when I’m making a business deal with a bunch of stiffs in blue suits. Do you wear blue suits? Are you stiff?” She looked down at Eric’s jeans where his cock was clearly evident. “It’s so simple,” Ivy said as she demonstrated. “I just part the labia and slip the clip behind my clit and around the inner lips till I get a nice snug fit.” Ivy closed her eyes as Eric brought the vibration up another notch. “See how it’s all nicely aroused.”

  “Oh yeah, babe,” Eric said. “Come here Ivy, prop your leg up here.”

  Ivy lifted her foot and placed it on Eric’s leg. She clenched her vagina holding the vibrator in place increasing the pressure and the pleasure. Eric clasped her ass in his hands then leaned down and licked her sensitive clit ensuring he did not disturb her clit jewelry. He licked and lapped, Ivy reached down and placed her hands on Eric’s shoulders.

  “Watch,” Eric demanded. Ivy looked down and locked eyes with Eric’s. Eric sucked on Ivy’s jewel-adorned clit. He clasped the dangling jewels in his teeth and gently tugged increasing the pressure on her clit. Ivy moaned as she shook in pleasure. “Don’t come yet, babe,” Eric said in a firm voice he only used during bed play. “Take out the vibrator.”

  Eric leaned back and watched as Ivy slipped out the vibrator following his command. Yanking off his shirt he kissed Ivy’s inner thigh then he gently removed Ivy’s foot from his leg. Standing up he pulled off his jeans.

  Ivy’s mouth watered at she gazed at his washboard abs and rock-hard thighs. Eric pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.

  Eric was stroking Ivy’s ass with one hand, Ivy was so districted by his kiss and her throbbing clit and nipples that she didn’t care what he was doing with the other. “Look up,” Eric said into Ivy’s mouth.

  Ivy looked up and gasped. She and Eric were on every big screen in the office.

  “Damn,” Eric said, looking at their image on all of the screens, “this is friggin’ hot.” Ivy watched on one monitor as Eric caressed her ass. On another monitor she watched as she ran her hands up and down Eric’s back, down his tight ass, and finally teasing his crack with her fingers.

  “Turn around,” Eric demanded. Ivy complied so her back was pressed against Eric’s chest. “Hands up,” Ivy watched on the screen as Eric took her hands and clasped them behind his neck.

  “You are so friggin’ hot,” Eric whispered in Ivy’s ear as his fingers lightly traced her skin tugging on the nipplace. Ivy stared in fascination as Eric manipulated her body with her toys. Tugging on the chain attached to her nipples and then playing with the jewelry attached to her clit.

  “Put your leg up here,” Eric said as he took one of Ivy’s legs and positioned it on the seat of the chair. “You are so fucking wet. You’re dripping down your thighs,” Eric said as he plunged two fingers deeply into Ivy’s pussy. Ivy watched his every move on the multiple screens. Eric put his soaked fingers in front of Ivy’s mouth. “Lick ’em, taste how good you are.” Ivy watched Eric watch her on the screen as she sucked her juices off his fingers. He groaned. Then he tugged on her hair angling her head for a kiss.

  Eric placed his cock between Ivy’s thighs. Ivy watched the head glistening with pre-cum slide between her legs stimulating her clit. Ivy tried to keep her eyes open. They kept drifting closed as her pleasure increased. “Eyes open,” Eric said as he positioned his cock at the entrance of her vagina. He bent his knees and thrust upward slowly. Ivy watched mesmerized as Eric’s huge cock was swallowed inch by inch into her pussy. The screen captured Eric’s cock as it slid in and out. Ivy kept her hands secured around Eric’s neck using it as leverage to move with Eric.

  “Damn,” Eric muttered his gaze apparently locked on the screen. “Your clit is so friggin’ engorged and your nipples look like pinkies.” He tapped Ivy’s clit with his fingers and she moaned and rocked. When he twisted one of her taut nipples she screamed as her climax raked her body. Eric gave one last hard thrust and Ivy felt his sperm fill her pussy. She shuddered as she rolled through a second orgasm.

  Ivy hands were still clasped around Eric’s neck. She was afraid to let go because she thought she might fall. Eric held her tightly and whispered, “I won’t let you fall, babe.”

  “Ivy,” Eric said in his no-nonsense voice, “look at the screen.”

  Ivy watched, wondering what Eric would do next. Eric locked eyes with Ivy and mouthed, “I love you.”

  Ivy smiled and replied, “I love you, too.”

  Chapter 15

  Eric held Ivy in his lap as they perused the numerous messages they received from Holly and Laurel. After four weeks of being together Eric couldn’t image his house without Ivy. He pressed a quick kiss to her neck. “It looks like DeMarco is primarily interested in the shipping part of the business.”

  Nodding in agreement, Ivy said, “I know no one will remember, but that was in the first text I sent to Laurel.”

  “I remember,” Eric said. “It’s what tipped you off that he was into your holdings and investments. We shut him down that day. Well, the financial side not the actual shipping side.”

  “Well, it looks like the actual shipping is what he was interested in acquiring. According to the information from the Miller’s and the intel from the Carmichael’s whatever he’s involved in is going down in New York City on February 14th.”

  Ivy giggled.

  “What?” Eric asked as he smiled back at her grin.

  “You sound like a detective from a crime drama.” Ivy attempted to make her voice deep and manly as she mocked Eric, “We’ve got a big deal going down in NYC, men.” She laughed again.

  “Speaking of going down,” Eric said. Well, that’s the most inappropriate way to start a marriage proposal, he thought. And Ivy being Ivy jumped right in to the chasm he left open for her to take it the wrong way.

  Ivy laughed again. “You are so bad.”

  Eric put three fingers over Ivy’s mouth. “Stand up, please.”

  Ivy gave him a questioning look, but stood up.

  Eric stood up and gestured for Ivy to set back down. Eric grinned at the look she gave him. He thought her look was saying, “What’s your problem, dude?”

  Eric clasped Ivy’s hand in his and knelt on one knee in front of her chair. Ivy still looked clueless, but she remained seated studying him carefully.

  Taking a deep breath Eric looked into the deep green eyes that haunted his dreams for seven years. Her midnight hair was piled on top of her head in what she called a messy bun and loose tendrils caressed her cheek trailing down past the curves of her breasts. She had her bottom lip clasped under her teeth giving him the look she gave an investment when she was determining if she should buy, sell or hold. The look was a reminder that Ivy wasn’t just beautiful she was brilliant.

  “Ivy Fairweather,” Eric said as he looked up into her eyes from his position at her feet, “when I met you seven years ago we shared the best twenty-four hours of my life. I knew I would find you again, and when I did I was determined to woo you and win you. I love you, Ivy. I want to spend all of my tomorrows with you. Did I win you? Will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

  As Eric spoke he watched tears slip down Ivy’s cheeks. Her green eyes were even more brilliant with the slight sheen of tears. “Yes, Eric.” Ivy said, “I want to spend all of my tomorrows with you, too.”

  Eric pulled a ring from his pocket and she gasped at the beautiful ring. “It’s called Ivy,” Eric said as he secured the ring on Ivy’s finger. Eric pulled Ivy’s hand to his mouth and kissed her knuckle next to the ring.

  “It’s so beautiful,” Ivy said as she held out her hand to admire the ring. Eric admired it, too. The beautiful solitary diamond was framed by smaller diamonds in a pattern that looked like ivy. “How?” she stammered.

  Eric looked down, not wanting to tell her the origins of the ring. But a good marriage needed to start on solid ground. “I purchased
it a couple of months after we met.”

  “No, you didn’t?” Ivy gasped.

  “Yes, I did.” Eric replied grinning at Ivy’s stunned expression.

  Ivy clasped Eric’s face in her hands and said, “I love you. It feels like I’ve loved you forever.”

  Eric stood up and pulled Ivy to her feet. “With this ring I engage you.” He lifted up her hand and kissed her ring finger. “And this body”—he ran his hands down Ivy bringing them together from neck to knee—“I do worship.”

  “Wait,” Ivy said. She pushed away from Eric and grabbed her cell phone. “Lean down,” Ivy demanded as she held up her camera and took a selfie of her and Eric. Then she snapped another one holding her ring up so it was easily seen in the photo. She sent the photo to her sisters with the message, “Extreme Date Night.” Ivy studied her phone for a second and then showed the snapshot of Laurel and the Miller Brothers to Eric. “She is so doing both of them.”

  Eric looked at the photo and shrugged. “And we care because…”

  Ivy grinned. “She’s my oldest sister so I have to care. Only not very much and not right now.”

  “I believe we were at the part of the engagement where we go to the bedroom and you worship my body or I worship your body or maybe we do some mutual worshipping,” Ivy said.

  Eric swept Ivy off her feet and carried her to the bedroom. He placed her gently on the floor. “You look so damn good in my shirts, I’m going to be sad when you put on regular clothes, especially clothes like panties and bras.” Eric cupped her bare ass pulling her tightly against his fully aroused penis. He circled her ass a few times with his hands resulting in a deep moan from Ivy.

  “I love how you respond to my touch,” Eric said as he continued to use his fingers to caress Ivy’s ass. Another moan escaped from Ivy’s lips.

  Eric wanted to make love to Ivy in a hundred different positions but he also wanted to consummate their engagement by intentionally worshipping every part of her body. In one of his many fantasy about Ivy he envisioned securing her arms above her head to his bedposts with his ties while he explored every inch of her body.

  Ivy was wearing one of his button-down shirts. He started to un button the shirt as he kissed his way down his body. “Do you trust me?” he asked as he glanced up at Ivy.

  Tilting her head at the angle she used when she was considering a serious issue she replied, “I’m wearing your ring. Of course I trust you.” She didn’t say it, but Eric could hear her mentally adding, “dumbass” to the end of her statement.

  He leaned in and whispered, “What’s our safe word?”

  Ivy gave him a questioning look and replied, “Beignet.”

  Eric nodded as yanked his shirt off Ivy and swept her off her feet. He placed her on the middle of the bed and kissed her. Eric watched as Ivy scooted back propping pillows behind her back. He couldn’t help smiling as he went to his tie rack and pulled out two red ties. He bent over as he removed his jeans.

  Ivy wolf whistled when she realized he was commando and when she saw his bare ass. He flexed his ass and she whistled again. Damn, Eric thought, I love this girl.

  Eric turned holding the two red ties in his hands. Ivy’s green eyes widened when she realized his intent.

  “Hm,” she said as if she was contemplating the situation, “the power tie. Very typical of a stiff in a blue suit. And you are stiff,” she said with the raise of an eyebrow and gesture of her hand to Eric’s cock.

  Eric lay on the bed next to her. “I should cover your smart mouth, but I like it when you moan my name and two I love it when you use it on, well, any part of my body.”

  “And,” he continued is he picked up one of Ivy’s arms, kissed her wrist and bound her to the bed with his tie. “I want you to tell me what you want me to do when I’m worshipping my future bride’s body.”

  He picked up her second hand, kissed the ring he placed on her finger sealing their commitment and then tied it to the bed. He leaned down and kissed Ivy as he made sure his knots were secure.

  Ivy turned her head to look at the knots. “Boy Scout?” she asked.

  “Absolutely,” Eric replied with a grin. “Damn,” Eric said, admiring his fiancée displayed for his undivided attention.

  Eric ran his hands up and down Ivy’s body. He was all business now, intent on worshipping Ivy’s body. Eric decided to start at the bottom and work his way up. He lifted Ivy’s foot and kissed her instep. Then he slowly kissed up her calf to the sensitive place behind her knee. He kissed slowly up her thigh and then gave her pussy one long lick with his tongue. He looked up at Ivy who was watching intently and winked before he traveled down her other leg kissing and licking until he ended with a kiss in her instep.

  He came up over her body and started kissing her neck. Ivy sighed as he kissed the tendons and then the pulse point. “Tell me where you want me to touch you, babe,” Eric whispered into Ivy’s ear before he whorled his tongue around the inner shell. He stroked her arms lightly with his fingers waiting for her instructions.

  “You know what I like,” Ivy replied.

  “I’m not going to worship until you tell me exactly and where and how,” Eric said in the firm voice he knew turned Ivy on.

  Ivy’s green eyes gazed into Eric’s. She took a deep breath and said, “My breasts, I want to you to kiss them.” Eric leaned over and gave each breast a quick peck.

  “Not what you had in mind?” he asked.

  “I want you to take my nipple into your mouth and suck it hard,” Ivy said with determination. “And while you’re sucking on one I want you to twist the other one so my nipples are hard and pointed and then I want you to repeat it until I tell you stop.”

  “Now, that’s what I’m talking about,” Eric replied kissing Ivy’s mouth before moving to her tits. He hoped she ask for him to use her cock on her tits, he’d love to come between them. Eric tugged one nipple into his mouth by gently using his teeth, Ivy moaned. He sucked hard as he twisted the other nipple. He switched tits and repeated the process.

  “That feels so good,” Ivy said in a breathless voice.

  “Tell me what you want, Ivy. Do you want me to rub my cock on your tits? Do you want me to come on your big beautiful breasts?”

  “Yes, yes,” Ivy said as she turned her torso in what appeared to be an attempt to rub her clit against something.

  “Say it,” Eric demanded as he continued to twist her stiff nipples.

  “I want your cock,” Ivy moaned. “I want your cock on my nipples. I want you to come between my tits.”

  Eric straddled Ivy so his cock was lined up with her fully aroused breasts. He took the head of the cock and rubbed it on each pointy tip then he spanked the nipples with his cock. Ivy moaned. “That feels so good,” she said.

  “I want to suck on your cock,” Ivy said, surprising Eric. Her green eyes were clouded with lust, she appeared to be all in. “I’m going to get it all wet and then you can thrust between my tits.”

  Eric didn’t question Ivy’s idea, he slid up and then guided his cock to her waiting mouth. “Look at me, babe,” Eric said, “if I thrust too hard use your teeth like this.” He demonstrated by biting gently on Ivy’s neck. Ivy smiled. “Got it. My mouth will be too full to say beignets.”

  Grinning Eric nodded. He grin left his face as Ivy opened her mouth and leaned forward sucking him deep into the cavern of her mouth. Eric clasped the back of her head controlling the speed and depth of his thrusts. He almost lost it when her tongue caressed the small hole at the tip of his penis. He pulled out and scooted down placing his cock between her breasts.

  He kissed her and then he pressed her tits together around his cock. He started to thrust. He looked up and watched Ivy watching him thrust between her breasts. “Open your mouth,” he demanded. Ivy licked her lips and smiled before opening her mouth. Eric’s cum spurted out. He watched as some landed on Ivy’s lips and in her open mouth, he groaned as she licked it off with her tongue.

  “Mm,” Ivy said, licki
ng her lips again.

  “What would you like now?” Eric asked as he cleaned off Ivy’s chest with his discarded T-shirt. “Remember, you need to be very clear in your desires.”

  “Now, I desire you to lick my pussy until I come,” Ivy said. “Oh, and you can use your fingers, too.”

  “Be specific, Ivy,” Eric said as he gave her pussy a lick.

  “Specific,” Ivy repeated. “I want you to suck on my clit, lick my pussy, and your fingers in both my holes to make me come.”

  “Very good,” Eric said, eager to get started. Though Ivy hadn’t request it, Eric placed her legs over his shoulders so he could have better access. He started by sucking on Ivy’s clit, then he flicked the nub with his tongue, he stuck two fingers into her dripping pussy as he sucked on her clit. Taking his drenched fingers he slowly penetrated her puckered hole. Ivy’s deep moan spurred Eric on as he concentrated on slowly thrusting into her ass while licking her slit. Ivy ground into Eric’s mouth using her legs on his back for leverage.

  “Yes, more, yes,” Ivy repeated over and over. “Oh yeah,” she moaned as she started to shake from her climax. Eric kept gently licking and thrusting with his fingers until Ivy’s legs relaxed on his shoulders.

  Eric put Ivy’s legs down and kissed up her body until they were face-to-face. “I love you, Ivy.” He leaned in and kissed her deeply. His already erect penis continued to grow as it rested by Ivy’s pussy. “Are you still okay?” Eric asked, gesturing toward Ivy’s restrained arms.

  “Oh yeah,” Ivy whispered. “I want you in me, now.”

  Eric slid slowly into Ivy’s molten pussy. “You feel friggin’ amazing, babe. So hot, wet and tight.”

  Eric hooked Ivy’s legs over shoulders and started to thrust in earnest. Ivy tried to match his thrusts. Eric watched as she turned her hands to grip the tie. “So good, so friggin’ good,” Eric said as he thrust harder and faster. “I’m getting close, beautiful,” he said. “What do you need?”