Page 103 of Yours Truly

Digging her nails into my hips, she holds me, and says, “Here comes your punishment. Look down and watch, or else,” she commands before picking up her pace, rolling her hips so that the toy prods and fills me at the exact right angle. She always knows the right angles.

“No—” I slur against the gag, desperate for her to stroke me as I come. She loves ruining me, and as hot as it is, it also drives me fucking crazy. “No—” I beg, a completely hopeless slut for her hand.

“Watch,” she moans, and that’s it. Hearing her get off to fucking me and ruining me is all it takes to push me into oblivion.

“Iv—” I try to shout her name against the gag as the first rope shoots from the angry slit in my cock, painting the wall in front of me. She thrusts into me again as I come again, white ribbons of cum decorating the wall, floor and my feet as she fucks me dry.

“There,” she breathes, her voice shaking as she catches her breath after her own orgasm. How hot is it that she comes when she fucks me? Fuck hot, thats how hot. “Now, if you want to touch yourself, you can, but face me first.”

I’m her eager whore, and I don’t pretend I’m not.

Spinning, drool sliding down my chin and neck, I face her and reach down, gripping my still hard cock. I groan at the slick feel of my cum coating my shaft as I pump madly, trying desperately to intensify the orgasm I just had. But like waking up in the middle of a dream you can never return to, despite how hard I jerk, the moment has passed.

Ivy, the dildo shiny between her legs, reaches up, unbuckling the gag behind my head. Stepping out of the harness, she takes the toys to the sink and begins washing them, tossing me a damp towel to clean up the mess I made.

“God, I love fucking you.” She smiles, pumping soap onto the dildo. “And you really deserved that ruined orgasm tonight, too.”

My chest tightens as I wipe my cum from the wall, something I can honestly say I never thought I’d be doing. Then again, with Ivy, that’s how life is. She’s given me things I never imagined having, yet I’m happier and luckier than ever before.

“That was so hot.” I dispose of the towel before joining her in the kitchen, wrapping my arms around her from behind. “You know I was just being extra nice to that woman to get you to destroy me tonight, right?”

She twists in my arms, smirking. “Of course. And I love you for it.”

I kiss her temple and take in a noseful of her hair. I love the way she smells, and I hate how her scent only lives on my bed sheets.

“I wish I could smell you all the time,” I tell her, watching her lean hands coated in suds stroke the toy clean before rinsing.

“Wanna wear my skin too?” she teases.

But then it hits me, so I knock the cock from her hands and spin her around. “Move in with me.”

Her mouth opens but closes as she searches my eyes. “What?”

“Move in with me. I mean, we’re headed to forever, right? This is a step to that.” I bend down and kiss the shocked look off of her face, then nuzzle my lips against her neck. “C’mon, Firecracker, don’t make me beg.”

“But you look so hot begging,” she simpers, so I drop to my knees with my dick out and steeple my hands together, bottom lip in a swell.

“Please, baby, please come live with me so I can talk to you, see you and touch you all the time.”

“And smell me,” she adds, sassy despite the shine in her eyes.

“And smell you.”

She rolls her eyes, wearing the most beautiful grin. “Yes, I’ll move in,” she finally agrees.

I have her over my shoulder in a second, patting her naked ass as I parade around the house, whooping and hollering, all the while she screams and giggles and begs to be put down.

She doesn’t really want me to put her down, and I won’t. Not for the rest of our lives.

EPILOGUE

I want to own a business with my wife.

Ivy

“I hope it’s not cancer,” I whisper, fiddling with the edges of my ripped shorts as Trace flicks on his blinker. His hand comes to my thigh, tenderly giving it a squeeze.

“It’s not cancer, it’s… I don’t even think it’s bad news,” he says, but I notice that he’s chewing the inside of his lip like he’s not so sure himself.

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