Chapter 16 Agony
Ivy slid down to sit on his thighs, her delicate hand brushing over his arousal. His rod was hard and throbbing, veins pulsing along the length. The sheer size of him was intimidating, and it was clear that he was in agony.
His body tensed beneath her touch. Her soft hand slid up to wrap around his length. Her fingers barely met around his girth. Slowly and carefully, she started to stroke him.
Christian’s jaw tightened, and his back arched slightly. It was hard for him to stay still when the woman he had loved for years was touching him like this.
“I’ll make you feel good,” Ivy whispered, hoping he’d listen. “Please, let me try.”
Christian’s hands gripped the headboard tightly, his muscles straining. He was trying to control himself, but the sight of her small hand wrapped around him was making it impossible.
Ivy’s fingers stroked his length slowly, carefully. He was thick, hard, and burning beneath her touch. Her soft hand struggled to grip him completely, but she tried, her fingers sliding over the smooth surface.
Christian’s jaw clenched. His head fell back, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard.
She bent her head down and gave a slow, tentative lick to the tip of his girth.
“Fuck… Ivy,” Christian growled, his hips jerking involuntarily off the bed.
Encouraged, Ivy took him into her mouth, sucking slowly. He was thick and heavy on her tongue, and her small mouth struggled to take him completely. Still, she tried—her head bobbing slowly as she sucked him deeper.
Christian’s hands fisted the sheets, his breath ragged as he watched her. Her soft lips slid over him, her cheeks hollowing as she took him in deeper.
Even as her jaw started to ache, Ivy kept going. But Christian’s body remained tense beneath her, his release not coming easily.
She pulled away, panting slightly, and looked up at him. His gaze was still fixed on her—dark and burning with hunger. Even though he had tasted her over and over, he still looked like he hadn’t had enough.
She climbed over his body, her bare skin brushing against his heated chest. Her lips pressed against his ear as her hand slid down to grip him again.
“I want you to let go,” she whispered.
Christian’s breathing grew harsher, his hands sliding to her hips.
Ivy’s hand tightened around him as she stroked him slowly. Her moves were steady and careful—gentle but firm. His body trembled beneath her touch.
Within minutes, Christian’s body stiffened. His head fell back against the headboard, his breath shuddering.
“Ivy…” he rasped.
Her hand moved faster, her soft grip milking him. His hips arched upward as a groan tore from his throat. His release spilled over her fingers as his body shook beneath her.
But the second he finished, Christian’s body shifted beneath her.
Christian flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. He forced her knees apart and slid his hand between her thighs.
“Enough,” he growled darkly. “My turn.”
His fingers slid into her warmth, pumping deeply as his mouth found her throat. Ivy cried out, her hands fisting the sheets beneath her.
“This body is mine,” Christian whispered against her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “Only mine.”
He thrust his fingers deeper, curling them to hit that spot that made her entire body convulse. Her back arched sharply off the bed, her mouth falling open as pleasure crashed over her.
“Ahh… Christian…!” Ivy screamed, her body writhing beneath him.
Christian’s fingers moved faster, stroking her sensitive spot until her thighs trembled and her body jerked. Her release spilled over his hand, wet and hot.
Christian’s mouth pressed against her ear.
“You’re not done yet,” he whispered.
His fingers stroked her relentlessly, pushing her toward another peak even as she whimpered and begged beneath him. He was insatiable. Ruthless.
Her body trembled violently as another orgasm ripped through her, leaving her trembling and breathless. Her body could barely take it anymore, she had never experienced such intense pleasure before.
Exhausted and overwhelmed, Ivy finally cried out, “I want you inside me, Christian! Not your fingers. I want you!”
Christian stilled, his dark eyes locking with hers. Her flushed face, the sweat on her forehead, the red marks from his bites, it was enough to drive him insane. He had imagined this moment for years, but hearing her beg for him… it shattered the last bit of his control.
The second those words left her mouth, he gave in. Completely.
Ivy sat up, her body trembling as she climbed over him, positioning herself above his hardness. Her hands pressed against his chest, her breath shaky. But instead of taking him inside, she rubbed herself against him.
A low growl rumbled from his throat when she tried to slide away. His hands immediately grabbed her hips, keeping her right there. His chest rose and fell heavily, his entire body tensed with restraint.
“Stay still,” he ordered, his voice rough. “No. Don’t stay still. Keep going. Rub harder.”
But then Christian's hands slid up her back, pulling her toward him. Her upper body collapsed onto his chest, her face pressed against his neck. Her breasts rubbed against his skin as he wrapped his arms around her.
“I want to be inside you,” he whispered in her ear. His breath was hot and ragged. “I’ll give you anything you want, Ivy. Everything I have. Let me do it just once.” His voice broke, desperate and raw. “I’m losing my fucking mind.”
Ivy’s heart pounded violently in her chest. But deep down, she knew, there was no way it would be ‘just once’ with him.
“Take me,” he gritted out, his fingers tightening on her hips as he urged her to take him in. “Ride me.”
She started to sit up, but Christian's patience finally snapped. He grabbed her waist and pulled her toward him until her breasts were pressed against his face. He inhaled her scent deeply, his tongue flicking out to find her nipples.
He gripped his thick length with one hand and positioned it at her entrance.
“Ivy…” he breathed. His dark eyes burned into hers as he pushed the head of his length against her.
It was so big and hard, her tight, wet core clenched instinctively as the tip rubbed against her opening. Christian’s jaw tightened. His dark eyes burned with wild hunger.
Ivy wiggled against him, trying to adjust to the size, but Christian had no patience left. He gripped her hips tightly, and with a rough thrust, he pushed deep inside her.
“Ah… oh my God,” Ivy gasped, her hands flying up to grip the headboard. Her head fell back, eyes squeezing shut as he stretched her completely.
Christian’s mouth was at her chest again, his tongue sucking her nipples, licking and biting them as his hips drove into her relentlessly. His teeth tugged at her swollen peaks, sending sparks of electricity straight to her clit.
His hips rolled into her with long, hard thrusts that hit so deep she felt like he was reaching her soul.
“Ahh… ahhh… Christian!” she screamed his name as her body clenched around him, and her hips moved up and down on his girth.
Christian pulled his mouth away from her breasts for a moment and glanced at her face. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her breaths harsh, her body flushed and trembling. Her hair flew wildly with every thrust.
The sight of her like this made his rod swell even more inside her.
Her flushed face, the way her lips parted when she moaned his name, it made him wild.
Christian’s mouth latched back onto her nipple, sucking hard enough to make her cry out.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as he thrust harder. The mixture of her scent and the soft bounce of her breasts finally pushed Christian to the edge. His jaw tightened, his body stiff beneath her as his control frayed dangerously.
Ivy was no less wrecked. His relentless sucking on her breasts had left her trembling and dripping. Her thighs were slick with arousal, her core clenching desperately around him.
At once, she felt herself unraveling on his thickness. Christian’s thrusts grew quicker, deeper, sharper, and more desperate.
Within seconds, Christian’s body stiffened beneath her.
“Fucking hell, Ivy!” he gritted out, his muscles flexing as pleasure consumed him. His girth twitched violently inside her as he came, spilling deep into her.
Her body trembled, her thighs quivering from the intensity of her own orgasm. But Christian wasn’t stopping. Even after they had both come, Christian’s rod remained hard inside her, and he showed no signs of slowing down. His relentless thrusts made her thighs tremble so badly that her legs nearly gave out beneath her.
She bit her lip, pulling her nipple out of his mouth as he nipped at her breasts. Breathless, she pulled away from him.
Christian’s eyes darkened dangerously.
He grabbed Ivy and dragged her off the bed. Before she could react, he pinned her against the wall.
His eyes were burning with hunger. Dropping to his knees, he lifted one of her legs high, placing it over one of his shoulders, leaving her precariously balanced on one foot.
“I want more,” he grumbled.
Ivy’s body trembled uncontrollably.
Christian didn’t wait for a response. His mouth descended between her legs, his tongue sliding through her folds before latching onto her clit. He sucked hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bundle of nerves. His teeth grazed her clit before his tongue swirled around it, flicking it mercilessly.
Ivy’s head fell back against the wall with a sharp gasp.
“Ahh—Christian…!” Ivy whimpered and gripped the wall, her legs shaking beneath her. The pleasure was unbearable.
He slid his fingers inside her, curling them until he found that sensitive spot deep inside her.
“There,” he said as he rubbed her G-spot. “This will make you ready for me again.”
“Christian… this is… ah!” Her words cut off as within seconds, she came hard on his fingers.
Her knees buckled, her strength giving out. But Christian’s strong arms held her upright. He didn’t let her escape. His tongue reached between her legs again, sliding between her lips and licking the delicate flesh. His strokes were light, continuous, his hands gripping her thighs to keep her in place while he pleasured her repeatedly.
“Ahnnnhhh… ahhhhhh…!” Another broken scream tore from her throat as she came all over his mouth.
Christian finally stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a dark smirk on his face. His hands slid up to her waist as he aligned his shaft with her soaked entrance. Slowly, gently, he slid inside her again.
Her soft walls gripped his manhood, sucking him in as he stretched her inch by inch. Christian sighed deeply, his head tipping back as if he were tasting heaven itself.
Just when she thought he would take it slow, his eyes darkened, and a wicked glint crossed his face. His hips jerked forward hard, his thick rod ramming deep inside her.
“Ahhh!” Ivy cried out, clutching his shoulders.
He grew more aroused with every sound she made, his thrusts hitting the deepest part of her. He pulled out slowly, then slammed back inside her, his shaft filling her completely.
“Now you, and I finally belong to each other, Ivy.” He growled against her ear, his breath hot on her skin.
Christian’s gaze fell to her breasts, they bounced against his chest with each hard thrust. His hand slid between them, his fingers rubbing her sweet tips as he watched her face twist in pleasure.
“I’m going to cum again,” Ivy gasped with a shaky breath as her body tightened around him.
His tongue flicked over her nipple before biting down softly. Christian growled low in his throat as he thrust deeper, harder.
Her legs trembled so badly that she didn't have the strength to even stand up. But Christian wasn’t done. Even as her body quivered and her breath came out in ragged gasps, he kept thrusting into her, his body desperate to satisfy the overwhelming hunger he felt for her.
“Cum again,” he growled into her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “You deserve this. You're going to take me in your body and make me feel good now that you’ve made me addicted to you.”
Ivy cried out as another intense wave of pleasure ripped through her body. The sensation was so overwhelming that her teeth sank into his shoulder, muffling the sound of her release.
Christian winced at the sharp sting, but it only seemed to heighten his pleasure. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he came inside her, his thrusts growing quicker, deeper, and more intense. Her core gripped him like a tight, warm cushion, pulling him in deeper with every thrust.
His self-control shattered completely, giving way to raw, fierce lust as he chased the depths of her body with desperate hunger.
His eyes darkened with raw desire as he lifted her legs from beneath her knees, lifting her off the ground completely. He carried her to the bed, placing her down but immediately grabbing her legs as he took his place between them. His grip tightened on her thighs as he lifted her legs, hooking them over his shoulders, leaving her completely exposed to him.
He leaned back slightly, his dark eyes burning as they raked over her body. Every soft curve, every flushed patch of skin, the glistening evidence of her arousal, it was a sight he would never get tired of.
A fierce possessiveness surged through him. She was all his. Every part of her belonged to him alone now.