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.
I smiled at her, “As soon as I manage to take off my jeans.”
She slowly moved off my legs and said, “Let me help you with that.”
Then she pulled off my jeans, and I knew from that simple gesture I had to tell her soon about me not being a single daddy because I didn't want Ivy in my life just so that she could stay over once in a while. I wanted more than that, and I knew that time wouldn’t make any difference in my thoughts about our relationship. I had a feeling that she felt the same way, but a conversation would prove it. Right now, I needed to get her in the shower. Just so I could make her soaking wet all over again.