“You sing?” I asked her during a break.
“Oh, no. I don’t sing.” She made a nervous chuckle.
“Oh, you’d be really good. You seem to know all the songs,” I shared. “What are your hobbies?”
“Don’t really have any. Just trying to make a living by waitressing, and that’s all, really.” She nodded and kept her face glued to the television.
By the time the episode was off, I was now more bothered by the fact that she looked like she didn’t want to be here and was uncomfortable.
“Ivory, why the fuck do you have your coat on?” I finally asked with a tone that I am sure spoke of annoyance.
Her head swiveled towards me, and that was when I could see the fire in her eyes. It was me and her on day one all over again. Sexy as hell.
“Because,” she snapped back, “I wore a coat.”
“What?” I turned my body to face her, putting my bended knee on the couch.
“I wore my coat,” she said again and stood up.
Wait, what was happening? Was she about to leave?
“See . . .” She unbuckled her coat and replied, “ I wore a coat, and you’re trying to Netflix and only Netflix. I thought we were going to chill too.”
Jesus F-ing Christ. The woman was a milky-chocolate complexion through and through. Her net-covered nipples were dark, just like sweet berries, and the landing strip that led to what I knew was a honey pot of treasure had me on the move.
Before she could tie the coat back, I was on my feet, and those legs were wrapped around my body as I took her to the bedroom.
“Fuck, all you had to do was show me, Ivory. I’m not a complicated man.”
It was then I tore that bra, or whatever was keeping me from those delicious round breasts of hers, and began to lap at her nipples. Then I bit them until they were hard peaks.
“Fuck.” I nibbled on both of them equally as she ground her center into my jeans. It almost made me think of Hal and his idea of silk underpants because I’d be one step closer to getting inside of this beautiful woman.
Her nails bore into my scalp, and I nibbled some more, then harder, causing her to moan my name as she pushed her body into mine.
Moving lower, I tried not to bite her, but it was hard since I wanted to send her over the edge with just my mouth.
Ivory was so responsive, and my cock was hard as a rock as he waited for her to respond to him.
“Ian,” she moaned when I pulled those panties down.
I almost started to laugh at the fact that the woman was out in the cold with panties and a bra and butt-ass naked underneath the coat. The shit was too funny, but so was she with that daring attitude that didn’t give one fuck. However, she sat there for an hour and said nothing.
Maybe she cared more than she let on.
Ripping those panties off her body, I began to suck on her clit and rub her extremely tight pussy. Like, it was really tight but wet as fuck.
Her nails were embedded in my head again as she moved up and down, sliding her wet heat against my mouth.
Fuck me.
She was a vixen wrapped in this ball of fire.
“Ian, make me cum again,” she moaned.
“Yes, ma’am. It would be my whole pleasure,” I said, inserting one finger inside of her tight hole.
She let out a long moan, which spurred me on to add another finger as I sucked on her clit harder.
“Ian, I’m cumming,” she screamed. “Yesssss.”
When I felt her clench around my fingers, I pushed in and out faster to make sure that she not only climaxed but climaxed hard.
“Oh my,” Ivory breathed out as she caught her breath. “God, yes! That is heaven.”
Kissing my way back up to her breast, then chin, and finally her lips, I whispered, “That was just the appetizer.”
“Bring it.” She chuckled.
The woman didn’t have to say another word because I stood, pulled off my jeans, grabbed a few condoms, and sat down next to her.
“You still have on boxers,” Ivory commented. “Wait, I’ll do the honors.”
She flipped over, put both hands on the sides of my briefs, and began to pull them down.
“Have you ever thought about silk underwear?” she asked as she looked up at me with sultry eyes.
I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
“What is so funny?” She stopped what she was doing and looked at me.
“Nothing, nothing.” I lifted up my body so she could continue what she was doing. “You’re doing the honors, remember?”
“Yes, sir.”
Fuck me.
Once my briefs were off, she grabbed my cock with both hands and licked it from the base to the crown. Holy fuck.
She was salacious, and I was about to pass the fuck out. With her lips on my cock, the damn woman tried to swallow me whole but gagged on the way down. My head fell back on the pillow as I let the vixen have her way. This must have spurred her on because she began to suck harder and deeper, gagging the entire time. She was a hard worker—that was for sure. That impending surge of energy came back with a full force as she was about to collect a mouth full of cum. Dipping down, I pulled her off me to see her wide eyes and open mouth.
“As sexy as that mouth is, I don’t want to cum in it. I want this tight pussy,” I told her as I pulled her on top of me.
After putting the condom on, I slipped my hands around her waist and said, “You take the wheel.”
“With pleasure.” Ivory moved forward on her knees. “Give me a moment to get the rhythm, okay?”
“Get it quick,” I warned as she began to slide on my hard cock. “Fuuuuck.”
Ivory began to move back and forth, then up and down. It wasn’t until she stood on the bed, bent down, and covered my cock with her wet heat that I knew she was about to fuck me.
Hell, I was about to let her. Masturbating and cumming down her sweet mouth were distinctly two different things. She was about to ride me like a stallion—this was the fucking end, and I would not last long.
At all.
Ivory began to bounce on my cock as if she had been riding horse her whole fucking life. The woman did a twirl, double down, and slow rise, and then she just gyrated on the head. I’d have to apologize to her later, but I could no longer take it. Grabbing her hips, I slammed her down on me three good times before I filled up the condom and climaxed. It was only then that I realized she did as well, with her legs turned inward and her mouth wide open as the electricity ran through the both of us.
She was beautiful and sexy as hell. Bringing her down to me, I kissed her mouth to fill it while she came. What we just did was beyond addictive.
Fuck, I was hooked.
I knew damn well what we would be doing next week.
Chapter 7
Ivory
I had the best dream last night. It started off bad but then turned out well. I was playing out one of the oldest romantic or erotic gestures ever to be seen on television—going to a man’s house in a trench coat so, when you opened it up, there was nothing but your birthday suit on and he simply ravished you.
However, it didn’t work out quite like that because, when I arrived, the man was fully dressed and had on one of my favorite shows. The entire shift at work, I was fantasizing how he was going to bend me over and fuck me like a crazy man.