“I guess some of the rumors might be true,” I said, chewing on a chunk of meat.
“Is that one true?”
I lowered my eyes. Some things were hard to talk about.
Ivy placed a hand on my arm.
“I didn’t mean to pry. Ignore I said anything.”
“You’re not prying. I just… never spoke to anyone about that before. The rumor you heard is true.”
“Then why don’t you leave? If I had the choice, I’d be out of here faster than you can say ‘vanished.’”
I lifted my bowl and downed the last of the soup.
I wiped a hand across my mouth.
“That was delicious. Thank you.”
She offered a warm smile.
“You’re welcome.”
She stood up and began to collect the bowls.
“What are you doing?” I said.
“I need to wash up.”
I snapped out, my hand finding her arm faster than a blink.
“I’ll do it.”
She grimaced at my touch.
When I removed my hand, I saw the red marks I’d made on her skin.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you… I need to watch myself around you. You’re more delicate than I’m used to.”
“It’s okay.”
“No,” I said, raising her chin to look at me. “It’s not. I promise I’ll never hurt you again.”
The fire in her eyes ignited another in mine.
I wanted her. Now.
She surprised me when she took me by the hand and led me toward the bed.
“There’s one place you can hurt me as much as you want, and it won’t be painful, it will feel good.”
She took her T-shirt off and let it slide to the floor.
Then she reached for my clothes and took them off one item at a time.
My T-shirt.
My pants.
My underwear.
I was already hard and ready for her.
Was she ready for me?
“In bed, you can hit me as hard as you want with this,” Ivy said, reaching down and tickling my cock.
It stiffened immediately.
“Give me everything you’ve got,” she said. “I can take it.”
I pressed my lips to her pert nipples and pinched them between my fingers.
Then I reached down and squeezed that ass that’d been taunting me ever since I first laid eyes on her.
I heard the growl in the back of my throat.
I pressed my lips to hers and buried my tongue in her throat.
I pulled back a moment and looked at her.
Something was gnawing at me and I had to ask a question before we proceeded.
“Why are you like this? Yesterday, you didn’t want me. Today, you’re all over me. I don’t want you to think you have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“It’s not that I didn’t want to do it yesterday. But I’m here now. And you chose me. Now, I choose you.”
It was the answer I’d been hoping for.
I was lost. We both were.
I lifted her into my arms like she weighed nothing, and buried my face in her breasts.
I flicked her nipples with my tongue and sucked on them hard.
Ivy groaned, half in ecstasy, half in pain.
I laid her down on the bed and she spread her legs open for me.
I went down on my knees and kissed her inner thigh, working my way up from her knees down to her pussy.
I drew closer and closer…
And then pulled back and kissed down her other leg.
Ivy giggled and leaned her head on a pillow to watch me.
I drew up to her opening.
She watched me, expecting me to lick her there…
Instead, I began to rise and kiss her inner thighs again.
“No!” she said.
She grabbed a handful of my hair and guided me back to her slit, the same way I’d done with her earlier.
“Be a good boy,” she said.
One corner of my mouth curled into a smile and I did as she commanded.
I lifted her hood and licked at the tiny ball there. I was slow and gentle.
Ivy relaxed back and sank into the blankets.
She ran her hands over her breasts and pinched her nipples.
She was enjoying it.
I worked her with my tongue in faster and faster movements.
Ivy gasped as I brought in reinforcements in the form of my fingers.
I stroked her back and forth, playing her like an instrument.
Her back arched as I increased speed and she groaned.
She screwed her hands up in the blankets and yanked them as her legs squirmed and then, finally, rose and…
“Mmmmmm,” she said.
Her hips bucked against my face and her juices flowed.
Delicious.
But I wasn’t done yet.
Just when she began to relax, I slipped a finger inside her.
“Oh!” Ivy said.
I shifted position and snapped my hand back and forth, drawing that wave of ecstasy toward her.
I warmed her up and then pumped her pussy hard.
I leaned over and pressed my lips to hers, my hand working ferociously on her.
She screamed into the kiss as her juices exploded over my hand.
“That… was… incredible…” Ivy gasped around ragged breaths. “I didn’t think I could—”
I grabbed her hips and slammed inside her.
Ivy hadn’t expected it.
Her eyes bulged at my length and girth.
I wiggled my cock further into her.
I ground deep inside her.
Her arm flew out and smacked the bedspread, clawing at it.
I pumped her hard, my long cock driving that next wave closer.
She stared at me on top of her as I worked her.
She muttered unintelligible words.
To beg for me to stop? For me to take pity on her?
Never.
I speared her relentlessly into submission.
She was another of my opponents, and I was determined to destroy her every bit as much as I did all those others.
I fucked her like there was no tomorrow.
And there was no tomorrow.
Only right now.
Only this instant.
Between us.
I took her up that enormous wave of the final catastrophic orgasm.
I felt myself rise alongside her.
She tightened around my cock again, getting close now.
Her eyes fluttered. She’s already lost her mind and all sense of time.
All sense of herself, and myself.
We became one.
I saw something deep inside myself again, that spark, that golden light shimmering like a desert sun.
It was eclipsed momentarily
