Page 11 of Never Say Never


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"Apparently it's Emmy pre-season and the lead actress wants to look good on the red carpet so everything on the food table was pretty much liquid. And green." She makes a face that has me smiling bigger than I have in the last few days.

"Pizza?"

"As long as it's something with meat I don't care what it is - it all sounds good to me." She heads off to her room and I get busy ordering us something meaty.

I go down the hall wanting to know if she wants anything for dessert when I realize she has left her door open. I don't stop to think about knocking because she wouldn't leave her door open if she were...I was wrong. Standing in front of me is a very naked Ivy. Her gasp has me finally realizing she is just as stunned as I am that I am standing in her room with her fucking completely naked in front of me.

Her arms go up to cross over her breasts but I've already gotten to her before she can raise them up all the way. One hand goes to her hair while the other slides across her hip to pull her closer to me. I'm a little surprised when she comes so easily. I try to show her in the kiss I give her that I'm a fucking idiot. Even though I can write music and play any instrument I can't vocalize how much this means, how much, she means to me.

Kissing her is enough for me, having her warm body up against mine is enough but I want so much more. Her silky tongue sliding across mine is enough to make me cum but I want to feel her inside and out. I want her pussy wrapped around my cock milking me dry. I'm not a man who is good at saying that without sounding lewd or crass. The last thing I want is for Ivy to take away what I crave most - her.

I turn her around so that I can reach around her and feel all of her in my arms. When I break the kiss she lets out a little whimper. I don't know if it's because I had to break the kiss to turn her or because I am pushing her too fast. Once my hand lands on her tit I can't think of those things, only Ivy and how fucking good she feels. I still have my fingers wrapped in her hair. I tug her head to the side so I can kiss her neck while I am working her nipple in between my fingers and massaging her breast.

"Just let me make you feel good. I don't want anything else." My whisper comes out as a desperate plea but I don't care. "Just let me touch you. Please."

"O...okay." Her words don't inspire much confidence in my ability to make her feel good but her eyes. Fuck me running, her eyes are giving me everything. Big, dark, vulnerable. And trusting as hell. She trusts me.

My hands move to her hips to hold her close. I snake one of them down to cup her virgin pussy. Just to hold it for a moment. My other hand goes back to her breasts to fondle and pluck. All she is is quick breaths, shaky gasps, and heavy sighs. My dick is crying to be let out.

"Turn your head and kiss me." I don't like that her eyes aren't on me, that I can't see her face. "Give it to me, baby. I want both sets of lips."

Her eyes dilate at my dirty words and her mouth falls open in a deep gasp but I'm not moving until she gives me what I want. She raises her head and tentatively moves her lips closer to me. The first brush of her mouth has my knees nearly going out from under me. She may have been kissed a lot, hell, we've kissed a lot, but she's never kissed anybody before. She's never taken the initiative and pressed her lips to someone else's wanting them to open for her. She's shy about asking for it, slow to show what she wants out of it, and fucking as innocent as an angel.

"Make me give you what you need," I say without taking my mouth from hers. I slowly slip my finger past her puffy folds causing her to gasp but my mouth is on hers. It shouldn't give me such a raging hard-on to know that she sucked in air I was just breathing but it does. I never knew I was going to be this possessive of anything in my life - ever, but I am. I am possessive of her. Knowing that she took air from me, that I gave that to her, makes me want to give her other things, do anything for her.

Her kiss turns desperate this time when her lips start to move on mine. I teasingly rub over her clit but not putting any pressure there so her hips buck to follow my hand and her body is yearning for me to do more.

"God, please give me more." Her little whine makes it so hard for my cock to stay in my pants. "Wes, please. Make me cum."

Shit, fuck, damn, I use one of my hands to work my belt free and pop the top button on my pants but it's not enough. It is painful to keep my cock confined. I start really working Ivy's pussy. Her hips writhe under my touch and her kisses are mind-blowing - all wet tongue and hot lips.

"Oh, oh...," Ivy doesn't break the kiss so much as she lets me have the words she is saying from her mouth to mine. "I'm coming, baby, I'm coming."

Fuck, it's not enough. I have to get my zipper as far away from my cock as I can. I have to stop the buildup of pressure before it splits apart. Once I have my zipper down the damned thing bounces and leaves a wet trail over Ivy's skin that makes me want to mark the rest of her with my cum.

Ivy feels my cock as she's coming down from her orgasm high and her eyes look up at me with questions in them. I told her all I wanted to do was make her feel good, that I wouldn't do anything for myself.

"It's too painful to have it bound up in my jeans." It's the only explanation I can give her because it is the pure truth.

"You hurt?" she sounds surprised that my cock is her servant and wants at her more than it wants anything else in the world. I give her a brisk nod. I can't bear to put it back in my pants but I'm not going to push her for more either. It is what it is, and I'll just have to learn to live with blue balls.

"You could...," I brace myself for her next words. I'm sure they are something like use your hand or maybe even whack off in front of her while she lays there looking pretty. "Use me to...cum."

What the hell? Not what I thought she was going to say. "Use you how?"

"Um, I could...we could...," she looks around the room like the right word is going to be found somewhere in here, "rub each other. Like, um, dry hump."

If my cock comes anywhere near that pussy there is going to be nothing dry about what we will be doing. "Ivy," she doesn't know what the hell she is asking for. I am about to deny her.

"Can I touch it? I've never touched a dick before." Her cheeks turn red and I give up. I'm not a good enough man to keep her away from me until she is sure about what she wants. I move my hips so that I am no longer hiding behind her hip. I don't think I have ever been longer or harder. A bead of precum slowly drips from the tip and I just might cum right now when Ivy wraps her little hands around it and experimentally gives a tug.

"Fuck, baby, fuck!" I grab her and spin her back around nestling her sweet ass up next to my pelvis. I use my own feet to knock hers wider before reaching through her legs and situating my cock so that it is lying in the valley of Ivy's soft pussy lips. I grab her hand and press it on the underside so she is pushing it further up inside her lips and I can hit her clit each time I thrust back and forth. I make sure to keep my thrusts shallow and stay in control even though Ivy controls the pressure both of us have.

"Oh my God, I can't believe I'm close to cumming again. Wes, oh, don't stop, baby." Her voice breaks on a moan. Fuck stopping, I don't think I couldn't ever stop. Not after having her like this.

My cock is just one big fire hose. I'm not sure how safe it is to cum so close to her pussy and right now I don't give a shit. I'll worry about that later when I don't have a god damned angel riding my dick. The louder she gets and the more vocal she becomes the more I am pushed to lose control. Everything between us is slippery and the danger of me fucking up into her is higher and higher but neither one of us stop, neither one of us want to stop.

Ivy thrusts her hips forward and pushes down on my cock on one of my thrusts up and the tip of my cock catches on the opening of her pussy. It makes Ivy moan harder. I allow it by telling myself that it isn't going inside of her just bumping the edges but when it happens again more of my cock slips inside of her until I have to jerk her hips still or else I'm going to impale her and I don't think she's ready for that.

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