“Fuck that feels so good!”
She started to jerk it gently up and down and then leaned closer to the head of my cock. Ivy’s mouth was just an inch from my tip. I felt her breath hot on my skin, her little lips were pointed up at me. She drew one between her teeth, and then slowly she started to engulf me.
Her mouth was soft and warm and wet. She was teasing below the head, but as she found her rhythm, she started taking me deeper. Ivy had nearly a third of my length down her throat and her tongue was teasing and stroking my shaft like something that I’d never felt before.
I couldn’t believe how much of my cock she was taking and how she was making me feel right now.
“Fuck!”
I snarled as I held on to her head and encouraged her to go deeper. The sight of her kneeling before me with my cock buried several inches inside her mouth was so fucking hot. She didn’t even stop for a breath, which meant that she was enjoying herself, maybe as much as I was right now. She started to hand pump in time with her mouth, while working the base of my shaft. My whole fucking length was being worked on and I felt so fucking weak.
I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t come yet. But my thoughts were too soon as I felt myself getting so fucking close.
Ivy knew because she sped up, honing in on my swollen head, jerking so fucking fast as her tongue caressed those sensitive nerves. I couldn’t hold it any longer as I exploded into her mouth.
“Fuck! Fuck!”
I screamed so fucking loud, I knew that this was the beginning of a beautiful relationship. As I flopped back on the sofa, my hips just kept jerking. I didn’t think that Ivy could take all of it. But I was fucking wrong. I felt her mouth still attached to my cock. She didn’t want to stop as my once hard dick started to get limp.
“Jesus!”
I shouted out like a preacher in a church. I was praying that I could go on all night long. I had a feeling that I’d started something and now I just didn’t want it to end.
“Did you enjoy that?” Ivy asked with her voice trembling.
I wanted to speak but my throat was so fucking dry. I found myself unable to communicate. Shit, she had not only taken all of my come, but I had lost all my senses, too.
Chapter Eight
Chad
It was Richard’s first birthday, Kylie and Noah were holding a barbecue. I wanted to invite Ivy, but I just felt that it was too soon. Besides, I still hadn’t told her the truth. Every time I wanted to do it, something came up.
We were supposed to pretend that we’re a couple just to look at preschools and so far we had only been to one. She’d been to my place, and I’d been spending a lot more time at hers with the story of Olivia loving to babysit. Shit, I couldn’t wait for my mom to return from the cruise. Maybe then she’d knock some sense into me. I said from the start that in two weeks I would tell Ivy the truth, it was nearly five and the words still hadn’t left my mouth. Part of me wondered if I liked lying to her. If there was this sick part of me that was enjoying this game. I shook my head at the idea of it. I wasn’t like Joshua’s dad, Brent, or any of the other jerks that I’d heard about. I was better than that, that was what I’d prided myself on, but now I wondered if I was just kidding myself and that I was one of them deep down inside.
“You going to keep swinging that beer and talking to yourself or are you going to help me with the barbecue before everyone gets here?”
I stood up as I knew that Noah was summoning me to the barbecue for a reason, which is ironic because that was part of the reason why I wanted to come over here before everyone else did.
To talk.
“Sure. One minute.”
“If you keep drinking any more of those, then you may be too drunk even to help before anyone gets here,” Kylie said in a sarcastic tone.
“Sometimes I wonder if she hates me because she never seems to say anything nice,” I said to Noah as soon as I dropped my beer on the table and headed to the grill.
“If you don’t want to be smelling of burgers all day, then put on one of the apron’s,” Noah said ignoring my question.
“Seriously, that’s all you have to say to me. Does Kylie like me or not?”
“Seriously Chad, you think that Kylie and I sit down and discuss if we like each other’s, friends. You don’t have a clue.”
I had a quick vision of them sitting down and drawing a list of both their friends and crossing off the ones that they liked between talking about the new parenting trend. He had a point; it wasn’t something that I could envision them doing.
“She just thinks that you’re a single guy with a lot of time on his hands, that’s all. She doesn’t hate you. That’s a strong word. She just doesn’t know you as I do.”
“Thank God!” I sighed as I took the spatula out of his hand and started getting to work on the grill.
He laughed, “Hey, I meant to ask, what happened when you told that girl. Shoot, what was her name again?”
“Ivy.”
I didn’t say any more than that as I moved away from him.
“You did tell her, right? Because I’m sure when I was desperate to go out for a beer the other night, you did say that you were with her. Which means that you’re officially seeing her.”
“What is it with you and sis and the word relationship? I mean going out and having fun with someone doesn’t mean that you’re going to put a ring on their finger.”
Noah sighed, “Nor does taking your nephew and pretending that he’s your baby all the time. Kylie said that she saw you checking out a preschool with some poor soul. I think were the words that she used.”
I quickly changed the subject back to my original question.
“And you’re still trying to say that your wife likes me. Shit, Noah when did you become such a bad liar.”
He sighed, “Well, I must have learned it from you.”
I wanted to say something clever. Something that would put him in his place, but I couldn’t find the words to do it. Shit, I hated it when he acted so fucking smart, and I ended up feeling like such a chump.
“Is Candy coming?”
That tended to rattle his cage once in a while when I mentioned her name.
“No. And don’t mention that woman’s name when Kylie’s around. We just need today to be a fun day. No stress please.”
Shit, he wasn’t asking, but he was telling me. I was selfish. I knew that Candy had gone from being a reasonable mom to a greedy bitch demanding money from the pair of them, even though she doesn’t even have custody.
“She’s now demanding joint custody,” Noah sighed and started to scratch his head.
“What? She was happy about the agreement that the lawyers signed. What changed her
mind?”
He laughed, “When she found out who Kylie was. How much money I had in the bank. She changed her mind and had been fighting us with wanting a contract for having sole custody of Richard. We agree on a figure and then she decides that she wants joint custody after Kylie had her big hit.”
“But that was like nine months ago.”
He clapped his hand, “Yep, it’s been going on for nine months.”
“How come you never said anything?”
He shrugged, “Because whenever I try to get next to you, you act like my wife, my kid or even me are like the fucking plague. I was kind of surprised that you turned up today.”
Shit, I had been a selfish prick, I’d only been thinking of myself. Noah has been my friend from high school. He was there for me when my dad died. I’d done the same for him. Lately, I’d been treating him like a stranger.
“Maybe this whole commitment thing scares me and all of you are surrounded by it.”
He shook his head, “Dan’s not. He’s going through some fucked up shit at the moment. Martin and I agreed to do an intervention this weekend. If you’re game?”
“I just thought that he needed to vent out his anger. Then it would pass.”
Noah held on to my shoulder. �
�Chad, you’re one of my best friends, and I love you. But sometimes you’re so fucking blind. She fucking broke Dan’s heart. Not just a little bit. But into tiny pieces. Our friend’s hurting. I’m asking if you want to join us in trying to put our friend back together again. Are you in or out?”
He didn’t need to ask me twice. I knew one thing for sure. I was going to turn things around. I would tell Ivy, and I would be there for my best friend.
“Dan would do the same for me. I shouldn’t be fucking hesitating.”
“Good! Now, you’ve got your macho moment out of the way. Can you see to the grill?”
Kylie asked as she popped out of nowhere, then she walked away and went back to her investigation of the preparations for the barbecue.
Noah tilted his head to the side and said, “I’ll talk to her about that. Because maybe you’re right.”
At least we agree on one thing. I had to grow some balls and stop acting like a chicken and face all my problems head on and stop running away from them. I had a feeling that my old man was looking down at me and shaking his fucking head with shame.
Chapter Nine
Chad
I couldn’t focus much on the movie. We’d just put Hazel to bed, and even though she was only eleven months old, she had managed to exhaust me. I couldn’t wait for Joshua to be that age, she was only a few months older, but it was easier to interact with her. Tonight they were both staying at my place. So, I had both kids in my apartment, and my sister didn’t even know that I’d gone as far as to decorate Joshua’s room in my house. This whole thing was getting completely out of hand. I’d decorated it for two reasons. One, so that Joshua could stay over more often and two because it was keeping me preoccupied. I had a chill running down my spine as I thought about Dan. He was in a bad fucking way. Our intervention had gone badly. We needed to go back to see him, but next time with his family.
I wanted comfort right now. The way that I was feeling was so fucking low. I didn’t want to go out; I wanted Ivy so badly. I was a selfish prick; I invited her here to talk to her. That was my aim. I meant to cook, but I got take-out instead and she was curled up next to me on the sofa and my imagination was running wild.
I slid a finger under her chin and as soon as I titled her head back and I saw Ivy staring at me, I knew that she felt the same way. She wanted me to take her. Her breathing quickened because she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I guided her into a sitting position and pulled her so close to me. I waited for a while. I wanted to make sure that she wanted to do this, it was part of my plan for the evening. I couldn’t deny it. I was going to take my time with her tonight, not like our first night together. That was rushed, and we were like two fucking havens desperate to be fucked.
I began teasing her and tasted her sweet honey taste. How did she always manage to taste like that even after the Italian take-out that we just had and her scent always managed to drive me wild? Ivy moaned as I drew one of her lips between mine. I wanted to make her scream like I did the first night. She screamed so fucking loud I wondered if not only her neighbors heard us but the whole fucking town.
I lifted her until she was straddling me. She moved to rest on my cock. The one that was so desperate to enter inside her sweet pussy. I could feel her wetness soaking through her jeans. I started to strip her slowly. That was the thing that I loved about Ivy, I hardly saw her in jeans or even pants. She dressed as if she wanted me to take her anytime that I fucking wanted to, or maybe that was just my imagination. I knew that from the moment I saw her sexy oval shaped mouth I wanted those lips not only on mine but my cock, too. Fuck, she sucked my cock as if she was born to do it.
When she told me that she swallowed all of me, it turned me on even more. Everything about her was so sexy and I had to restrain myself, especially when we were out and about the kids. They were only babies, but shit like that wouldn’t be right.
It was as if I was seeing her naked for the first time. I took one hand and squeezed her breast as she hummed and I slowly unpeeled her dress. I loved the softness of them, and she let out a little moan as my lips found one nipple. I focused on taking her dress off her completely. This time she had on panties, it was just that she had no bra on the whole time and I spent most of my time trying to distract myself from her erect nipples. They had been teasing me all night and as I slipped her dress down my hands slipped around to her back, pulling her closer as I teased her areolas with my tongue before putting the whole thing in my mouth. Her nipples were so fucking intoxicating, and I moved my lips down her chest relishing in her moans.
She was purring trying to keep the noise down, but as she rocked her body back and forth. She was driving me insane, and I just got harder as I started to kiss her more and watched her starting to tear apart. She was so sensitive when it came to her nipples. I knew that all I had to do was barely touch them and she would start screaming out as her orgasm began to control her body. Her hands started to dance across my shoulders and then knot through my hair. As she began to shake her hands stopped dancing through my shirt, and she tugged my shirt over my head and began to stroke my back.
I cupped her ass with her panties on, and she stared at me for a second. Just enough to let me know that she felt hot from my touch. It sent her to the edge as I parted her cheeks and continued to shift from nipple to nipple. Her pussy was no longer dripping wet. It was soaking through my jeans, and I knew that any second she would go to the edge, I just needed to give her one last push.
She whimpered every time that I moved from one nipple to the next. I held her firmly as her body jerked and she lost complete control. I loved watching her come. There was something so fucking sexy about watching her completely lose control that always made me wild.
I waited for her to recover, and then I lifted her dress so that she was naked and resting on my cock. I ripped her panties between her legs.
“Ouch!”
She yelled out as the realization of what I’d just done hit her. I smiled at her, “Don’t tell me that it didn’t turn you on?”
She couldn’t deny it, but then said in her defense, “I could have just got up. You didn’t have to rip off my panties.”
“That would be boring, and one thing about us two is that we’re both far from boring,” I growled as she started to unbuckle my belt.
“We’re both single parents who waited for our kids to fall asleep. I wouldn’t call that exciting.”
All of a sudden I didn’t feel like going through with it. I had to tell her, but my cock was fucking jerking like crazy. I knew that one more word and it would flop like a dead donkey. Something that had only happened to me once and it wasn’t a nice feeling. There was nothing worse than a guy who had problems getting it up. It was like not having a limb. We felt fucking useless. We would get up in the morning, and I would be holding her in my arms, and then I would tell her. Shit, I couldn’t do it now. I had to come, in so many ways just to make up for resisting her this long.
She was soft and moist as I started to straddle her on to my cock and move her back and forth gently. I pulled her hips back and forth because I didn’t want to ram into her.
“This feels so fucking good,” I snarled as her breasts danced up and down my chest.
I took one hand from her hip and moved it to her chest. She was perfect in every way. Ivy hated aspects of her body, but I loved her shape. Her breasts fit in the palm of my hand. Her butt was big enough to grab, and she had generous amounts of meat on her body. Not too much and not too little.
I lifted her up so that I had nearly withdrawn from her and then I rammed her in so deeply that I knew that it must have hurt. I started to panic that I’d been too rough with her, but then she demanded, “Again!”
Ivy writhed above me, wordless moans spurting from her mouth.
“Again!”
She screamed as if she was completely intoxicated with me ramming my dick harder and harder into her. There was a cracking sound as I started to do it more
and more. That was when something animalistic started rising in my chest as my blood started to burn. I wrapped my fingers around her shoulders, and I began to fuck her harder. No longer was I ramming into her, but quick thrusts as I lifted my hips up and dug deeper into her. The sofa shook under the weight of my assault, and for a split second, I wondered if we would break it. Then again, I didn’t care as sweat started to drip slowly from our bodies.
I was worried that I was hurting her, but by the way she was screaming I knew that it was more from pleasure than from pain. She seemed to relish in it as I lost control and Ivy’s pussy hugged me like a glove. It was as if her muscles were shifting and tightening as I took her. Her screams started to turn to cries and I knew that she was close.
I couldn’t stop because I wasn’t far behind her. I drew closer to her lips as she started to jerk away from mine. I groaned in her mouth as I tried to kiss her, but both our bodies were shaking uncontrollably. I felt my orgasm coming on, and with a rabid urgency I plunged myself deeper than I thought that I could do earlier. Every time I thought that I was too deep, it was as if her pussy opened up deeper for me to go into her. That was when the world seemed to burst apart at the seams. I was no longer in control of my body as it became possessed and my muscles flexed to the point of pain as I spilled inside her and my cock continued to jerk like a pistol not allowing any part of my semen to drip outside of her pussy.
Both of us were panting as we held on to each other and our breathing slowed down. I started to laugh as she wiped my back and showed me the sweat that I’d gathered on my leather sofa.
“A shower?” I asked her, and I knew that it was her favorite place in my house. The Colorado BL Steam Shower was expensive but the combination of having a steam shower and just a water one made it worth every penny. She said that she would move in, just so that she could have a shower in there every day. At the time I thought that it was a bit over the top, but now I thought about it. It could be something for us in the future. I’d never considered it with anyone else. Just Ivy.
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