Page 49 of Corrupting Ivy

She nodded again. “Yes.”

“Good girl.” I ran my hand down her cherry-red ass, then kissed it better.

She tipped her head back and moaned.

I pushed my jeans down off my hips, exposing my swollen cock. Then pressed the pierced tip at her soaked entrance. She pushed against me, eager. The only thing missing was high heels, but there was time for that later. She was perfect.

Unclasping her bra, I let it fall down her arms, then pinched her exposed nipple. Ivy's cries turned to moaning. “I want to hear your screams, sweet girl.”

I gripped her hips with a tight fist and thrust hard, sheathing myself to the hilt. Rounding her hips against me, she cried out as I hit the top of her cervix. She reached behind her and captured my hand, digging into her waist.

Pulling away from her, I slammed her hand back in place, then slapped her ass in three quick whacks. She cried out, sending a delicious shiver through my body. My dick twitched against her core.

“If you don’t want to play by my rules, then you let me know right now, and we’ll stop. Otherwise, you listen to my commands, and I’ll reward you. Your choice.”

“Randall, I’ve never done something like this before.”

As if I wouldn’t know that. Ivy screamed vanilla sex life. “There’s a first time for everything, sweet girl. I’ll be happy to show you how.” I kissed her shoulder. “Your choice.”

She nodded her head, her eyes downcast, biting that plump lip. I’d have those lips wrapped around my cock sooner rather than later.

I pinched her nipple again. “I can’t hear you.”

“Yes. Okay, I’ll listen.” The words escaped her lips in a breathless plea. I smiled as all the possibilities swarmed around us.

“Good girl.” I slipped down to my knees, kissed the reddening palm prints splayed across her pale skin, then licked her clit from behind, testing her dedication to my rules.

She flinched, then moaned as I savored her taste against my tongue. Her thighs quivered. Then I stopped. She groaned with frustration. But she stayed as I left her, her fingers white-knuckling the sides of the sink.

Shifting her weight to one foot, then back to both, I pressed my cock back to her entrance, slammed inside her. No warning given. My girth stretched her tight, the metallic balls scraping against her sensitive inner walls.

I kicked her legs wider and thrust harder. Her ass rippled as I hammered into her with an unrelenting assault that she asked for with her screams.

The attendant pounded on the door again. “Come out here. I know you can hear me.”

“Don’t stop,” Ivy groaned.

A sheen of sweat soaked into my shirt and down my brow as I slammed hard into her. I tucked my arm under her leg, then shoved it forward until my hand rested next to hers on the sink, her leg braced, and dove in deeper.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

She screamed louder, fueling my need. I swiped her hair to the side, then grabbed the back of her neck and squeezed. My balls drew up tight against my body, but I needed to hear her cries one more time. I released her neck, palmed her round tits, then pinched the pert nipple between my fingers.

Ivy collapsed against the sink, her pussy milking my throbbing cock as she came, moaning. “Yes. Good girl.” I dropped her leg and gripped her hips with a firm grasp that was sure to leave bruising.

She contracted hard against me. Her inner muscles squeezing, drawing my orgasm up and spilling out deep inside her. I groaned, thrusting with each twitch, biting across her shoulders, then smoothing away the pain with my tongue.

I caught her gaze in the mirror, and a look of horror slashed across her flush face. “Fuck. Randall. You were supposed to pull out. I’m not on birth control.”

“You don’t need to worry about that,” I smirked, then pulled away, watching my cum drip down her legs as she stayed where I left her. I tucked myself away, then pulled paper towels from the dispenser and wet them down. She glared at me as I wiped her clean.

“What does that mean?”

I tossed the towel in the trash. “It means you’ll be fine.”

“Fuck, Randall. You can’t just do that and walk out like you have since we met.” She pulled her jeans on, then slipped on her shoes and left the room with a string of curses.

What was that supposed to mean?

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