Ivan takes my place on the floor, lying back. He grips his shaft, eyes burning up at me.
“Come here, baby. Sit on my cock.”
My heart jumps. “You want me to go on top?”
“Fuck yes.” Ivan sits up and grabs my waist, pulling me to the floor with him. “I want to see you ride me.”
I rest my knees on the cushions either side of Ivan’s hips. My throat tightens with nerves. “I don’t know how to do it.”
“Then we’ll figure it out together, sugar.”
Ivan’s cock brushes my core, and I sink onto it with a shudder. I can’t get used to how good he feels inside me. He fills my pussy completely, hard and unyielding, stretching me open with his huge girth. It stings a little, but it’s a delicious, naughty kind of pain.
Ivan grabs my ass cheeks with his big hands, staring up at me. “You look so damn beautiful.”
His words embolden me. Using his shoulders for balance, I start to move. It takes a while to find my rhythm, but Ivan reassures me.
“You’re doing amazing,” he groans, squeezing my ass. “That feels so good, sugar.”
With a moan, I take him deeper inside me, rocking my hips. With every movement, my confidence grows, pleasure blooming between my legs. I move faster, bouncing on his dick, grinding my clit against him.
“Good girl.” Ivan’s voice is a husky growl. “Fuck, look at you taking my cock.” He thrusts up into me, making me gasp. “Keep riding me hard, sugar. Just like that.”
I do as he says, my grip tightening on his shoulders as I pleasure myself with his cock. It feels incredible. Every movement sends a shiver through me, making my toes curl. Ivan starts to buck his hips, and we move in sync, fucking desperately on the floor. Deep growls rip from his throat, a feral glint in his eye. “I’m gonna come soon, princess. Can’t hold back much longer.”
“Good,” I moan. “I don’t want you to hold back, Ivan.”
His jaw clenches. “You need to come first, baby. I know your body wants it.” His eyes slide down to the place where our bodies meet. “Fuck, I can see you gushing on my cock. Getting me all wet.”
I shudder at his words, tipping my head back as I chase another orgasm. I lean back, adjusting my angle slightly, slidingup and down Ivan’s fat cock. His eyes drill into mine, the intensity burning me to the core.
“Keep those eyes on me,” Ivan demands. “Don’t you dare look away, sugar.”
My fingers dig into his shoulders, sweat dripping down my body. Pressure is building inside me, the mouth-watering friction driving me wild.
“Oh, Ivan, I’m so close!”
He makes a low sound. “You’re done, sugar. Nothing you can do to stop it now. You’re gonna come hard for me.”
He’s right. I hold his gaze as my rhythm falters, my body unfurling, losing control.
The world flashes white.
“Ivan!”
Raw pleasure surges through me, pulsing from between my legs as I cry his name over and over. I feel him shudder beneath me. “Fuck, Ruby!”
With a guttural roar, he spills his hot cum inside me, spurting it deep. I keep moving. Milking him dry, riding out every last wave until I collapse in a quivering heap. His arms loop around me, crushing me to him.
“Good girl,” he murmurs hoarsely, rubbing my back. “Fuck, that was incredible.”
We stay like that for a while, catching our breath. Then Ivan pulls me up onto the couch, setting me on his right knee. I nuzzle against his naked chest, savoring his woodsy scent and the smell of sex still clinging to him.
Did that really just happen?
My heart races as I come back to myself, the haze around my brain clearing. I just gave my virginity to a mountain man twice my age. A man I met less than a week ago. It’s the craziest thing I’ve ever done, but as Ivan plants a kiss against my forehead, all I can do is grin.
“This is officially the best Christmas Eve ever.”
