Page 69 of Lonely Heart
One of my hands came to her hip, the other to my cock. I rubbed the tip of my erection against her, which drove Ivy wild. She moaned and wriggled, desperate for more.
I was just as eager as her, so I positioned myself and pushed inside. Ivy’s head flew back, her back arching.
“God, you feel so good, Ivy. Do you know how good you feel?”
“Do you like it?” she panted as I powered forward into her.
Over and over, I thrust forward, driving into her warmth and wetness. It was perfection, bliss. For the rest of my life, I’d need nothing else but her, in all the ways I could have her. I’d never want for another thing.
“I love it, Princess. You take me so well. We fit perfectly.”
I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to this feeling, to the way it felt like this woman had been made especially for me. There wasn’t a single thing I didn’t like about having this with her.
My hands gripped her hips, rubbed over her ass, and one ultimately slipped around to find her clit. I circled and rubbed, giving her the pressure that she needed as I thrust in harder.
Ivy became a bit more vocal, her whimpers coming quicker. And when I felt myself reaching that point of no return, I pushed her over the edge and sent her soaring. “Oh, Marco. Please don’t stop.”
I couldn’t if I wanted to. Not when she sounded like that, not when she was saying my name as her orgasm tore through her.
“Never, Ivy. I’ll never stop. I’ll never have enough of you.”
Somewhere in the middle of it, I found my own release, my hands biting into the soft flesh at her hips as each powerful wave crashed over me.
For several long moments afterward, I didn’t move. I merely kept my body bent over the back of hers, kissing her neck and cheek as I tried to regain control of my breathing.
When we both managed that, I stood, pulled myself from her body, and spun her around, my mouth immediately seeking out hers. Ivy instantly parted her lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth. She moaned at the taste, allowing me to devour her for just a few more moments before we separated.
“That was fun,” she said, her voice and dazed smile indicating she was beyond happy.
“Yeah, I’ll say. It was far better than the fantasy I had in my head for several weeks now,” I shared as I tucked myself back into my pants and fixed my clothes.
She licked her lips, her eyes sparkling. “Thank you for such a nice start to my Valentine’s Day. I think the day is only going to get better from here.”
“Oh yeah? What do you have planned?”
“Well, I’d love to have lunch with you, but unfortunately, I already made plans with Jules and Ava today,” she revealed. “But I’d love to have you over to cook dinner for you tonight, if you don’t have any other plans.”
“Who else would I have plans with on a night like tonight?”
Ivy beamed at me. “I didn’t want to make any assumptions.”
I touched my mouth to hers. “I’d love to come over for dinner. You take care of that, and I’ll bring the entertainment.”
She raised a curious brow. “Entertainment? What do you have in mind?”
“I’ve got lots in mind for you. You’ll have to wait and see.”
She sighed. “Okay. Fine.”
“I’d love nothing more than to spend the rest of my day in here with you, but I’ve got to get out there and get to work,” I told her.
Ivy leaned her body weight into me. I happily took it, wrapping my arm around her and kissing her.
“Thank you for a great morning.”
“I aim to please.”
“Mmm. Can you do more of that tonight?”