“Look at you. Jesus Christ. You’re so fucking hot, Ivy.”
He looks up at me through his lashes and fallen hair, and that’s what does it for me.
“Wesley. Fuck, I’m coming,” I cry.
“That’s my girl. Make a mess of me, baby. ”
My back arcs off the bed, toes curling, and eyes rolling all the way to the back of my skull. Stars and white light explode in my mind as the most intense, and powerful orgasm I’ve ever had rolls through me in waves.
“Holy shit,” Wesley gasps, as I ride out my orgasm. Before I have a chance to recover, or know what’s happening, he grips my hips, flipping me over onto my stomach and lifting my ass in the air. He knocks my knees apart and pushes down on my lower back, presenting me to him fully.
“This ass,” he growls.
He rubs his palms over my cheeks, and squeezes hard, before I feel the sting of a slap.
He spanked me.
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The bright pink mark of my hand on Ivy’s ass is one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen. I rub the sting away, then dip my head down and bite one perfectly plump cheek.
“Oh my god,” Ivy moans, and pushes her ass back into me.
I smirk.
She likes it. I knew she would. I spank her again, this time on the other cheek, so she’s nice and marked by me. Ivy moans again, and I line myself back up with her entrance, anxious to feel her tight warmth gripping me again.
“Wesley… It’s too much,” she whines.
“Shhh,” I whisper while I move my palm from her ass, up to the center of her back and thread my fingers into the hair at the base of her skull, and grip firmly. “You can take it.”
I push all the way to the hilt in one thrust, and Ivyscreams. Her sweet fucking pussy still pulses around me, gripping me like a god damn vice. I spank her a few more times, and every time I do her pants get more and more wanton.
I pump in rhythmic strokes, and it’s not long before my balls start to tighten.
Ivy starts backing her ass up onto me, fucking my cock like the eager girl she is.
“Yes, baby. Fuck. Just like that. You take me so well,” I growl.
The praise spurs her on like I knew it would, and she quickens her pace, slamming her ass back into me. My head falls back, and I give into the pleasure. God damn this woman, I’m ruined for any other.
Spank. Spank. Spank.
Ivy moans loudly, the sound joined with the wet slapping of skin fills the room. I look down, watching her arousal drip down her legs. Satisfaction fills me, and a wicked smile graces my lips. I band my arm around her stomach and effortlessly tug her up so her back meets my front.
Ivy tilts her head back and rests it on my shoulder as I continue to pump into her. With a bruising grip on her hip, I slide a hand up to her jaw, and turn her head to face me. Her eyes are barely open, and her lips are already parted when I lean down to kiss her, slipping my tongue in immediately.
I feel my body start to go numb, and I know my orgasm is not far behind. I bring my hand down from her jaw to her throat, my fingers nearly touching when I wrap my hand around and lightly squeeze.
She moans deep in her throat, the vibration echoing against my palm. She winds her hand behind my head, and holds me to her, kissing me back just as eager. I slide a hand down, and rub her clit hard, like she showed me.
She cries out, breaking our kiss.
“Give me one more baby. You can do it. Such a good fucking girl,” I murmur onto her lips.
“I want to be so good for you,” she whines.
