2. Declan Chambers
CHAPTER TWO
DECLAN CHAMBERS
Iswallowed hard as Ivy stared at me after my confession.
It had only been a few seconds but it felt like hours.
It was true. I was a twenty-eight-year-old virgin.
Not my proudest secret, but there it was.
I’d been carrying that for nine months and I was afraid to tell her.
I didn’t know any man my age still holding on to his V-card.
Getting pussy was a rite of passage, especially with my brothers.
Rodney and Donell used to try and slide females my way like some charity case. I didn’t need help, especially not from them, especially not when it came to sex. Both of them stuck their dicks in anything that was breathing. I didn’t want that.
Sex had to mean something. I loved Ivy, I swear to God I did.
She was everything I could want and she accepted me just as I am.
When I met her nine months ago, I had no idea I was meeting the woman I’d consider spending the rest of my life with.
She wasn’t the type of woman I thought would gravitate toward me.
Standing about five-seven, she was thick in all the right places.
Her curves made it extremely hard to resist her, especially when I held her or she planted her ass on me while we slept.
She was a beautiful brown-skinned woman.
Blemish free face. Full, pouty lips that I grew to love kissing.
Beyond her physical looks, she had a pure heart.
She was so loving and affectionate and I knew it wasn’t just for show.
She took interest in things that I liked to do and never made fun of me for it.
She was smart and ambitious. Ivy made her money as a social media influencer.
She reviewed different brands of clothes, makeup, and products.
Her Instagram and TikTok accounts had hundreds of thousands of followers.
She made her own money and never asked for a dime of mine.
I knew she could afford anything she wanted, and while I often bought her gifts, I spoiled her in other ways.
I took her on picnics or romantic dates.
I bought or sent her flowers twice a week.
I discovered she loved looking at the stars so I took her stargazing with the added surprise of buying and naming a star after her.
When she was here, I catered to her, cooking, running her a warm bath, foot massages, the works.
She was patient with me and I loved her.
She deserved the kind of pleasure she was craving and I just felt like I couldn’t give it to her.
“Say something,” I requested quietly.
She tossed the covers back. Just when I thought she was going to get up and leave, she straddled my hips. Planting her palms on either side of my head, she leaned into me.
“I should choke you right now, Declan.” Her face and voice softened. “You could have told me that, baby. It all makes sense now.”
“I didn’t know how you would take it.”
“We’ve been together for six months. I haven’t left yet. I love you, Dec. I knew you weren’t like most men when I met you. That’s what I love about you. You don’t have to be ashamed of any part of you with me.”
She leaned forward and kissed my lips softly. When she sat back, she pulled o! her tank top. My eyes marveled at her beautiful breasts. Her nipples were perfect, like two chocolate kisses, ready to be devoured. She grabbed my hands, placing them on her titties.
“Can I teach you?” she moaned, grinding against me. “I’ve wanted you so bad, baby. I can make both of us feel good.”
The way she was rocking up against me had my dick bricking in my pajamas.
“Can I make you feel good, Declan?” she asked, sliding down my “Can I make you feel good, Declan?” she asked, sliding down my body.
I nodded slowly. She pulled my pajama bottoms down, causing my dick to spring forward.
I’d never felt more like a bitch, allowing her to handle me like this.
She’d always been the aggressor in our relationship and right now, she had this look in her eyes that told me she was about to suck the soul right out of me.
She took my dick in her hands, seemingly admiring it as she traced the veins.
“Mmm…” she moaned as she stroked me. “I knew this shit was big and pretty.”
She spit on the head, allowing it to trickle down my shaft before kissing the tip. I felt chills run through my body.
“I’m gonna suck your dick and I want you to enjoy it to the very… last… drop.”
Before I could blink, she’d swallowed me whole.
“Fuck!” I hissed immediately as the warm walls of her jaw sucked me in.
I watched as her plump lips slid up and down my shaft.
Her tongue ring followed the contours of the veins like a map.
My dick glistened with her spit as her head bobbed up and down, taking my entire length.
It was like she’d never heard of a gag reflex.
The moans purring in her throat as she sucked me, caused my toes to curl.
“Shit, Ivy…” I moaned, bracing myself against my elbows.
A deep frown settled into my face. I could feel my nut rising and it was too soon. I hadn’t self-pleasured in a good two weeks. I knew I was backed up.
“Baby… You gotta move…”
I tried to push her head away, but she slapped my hand away. When she started jacking me o" as she sucked me, I could admit, I inched back just a little. That didn’t stop her. Without missing a beat, she moved to a position on her knees to follow me.
“Ivy… Princess… baby, fuck!”
She pressed her finger in the sensitive spot right below my balls, causing the muscles in my stomach to tighten and my nut to shoot out.
Ivy took me deep into her mouth, allowing my nut to rain down her throat.
“Shit!” I yelled, falling back on the pillow, panting.
Ivy released me from her mouth, cum trickling from her lips. She hungrily licked them clean, sucking the remnants from her fingers.
“You taste just like I thought you would,” she declared, standing up.
As I tried to salvage what little breath I could, I watched her shimmy out of her shorts, to find her bare underneath.
She walked toward me, her sweet arousal permeating my senses.
I could almost taste her. I was dying to taste her.
As if she read my thoughts, she slipped her hand between her thighs, dipping her fingers into her wetness.
Instantly, the room sounded like someone was slowly stirring a bowl of mac and cheese.
“You want a taste?” she asked, straddling me again.
I nodded. She placed her fingers to my lips.
“Open your mouth.”
I followed her instructions, opening my mouth to suck the essence from her fingers. My God, she was the sweetest taste of all things good. Immediately, I was addicted to her. I found myself moaning as she pulled them away.
“You like that, baby?” she purred, leaning in to kiss me.
My hands made themselves comfortable on her ample ass. Gone were my nerves about touching her. I loved the softness. I loved the feminine curves and the way her cheeks rested comfortably in the palms of my hands.
“Are you ready?” she asked, grinding her pussy on my bare dick. I nodded. “I’ll take this first one easy on you.”
She lifted her hips, guiding me into her wetness. I had to hold my breath. The feeling of my dick sliding between her slick lips was sending me. Almost immediately, I wanted to nut. Her pussy was so damn wet, I knew this shit was about to be lethal.
“Oh… shit…” I moaned once I was fully submerged within her walls.
“Relax…” she whispered as she rode me. “Enjoy the feeling.”
I tried to relax. I knew if I looked at her, I was going to nut, so I found a spot on the ceiling and focused my attention there, holding my breath as I did.
“Baby, you have to breathe,” she said with a light giggle. “Look at me.”
“I can’t,” I said shaking my head.
She leaned forward, grabbing my chin, forcing my eyes to meet hers. “I said, look at me, Declan.”
The moment my eyes found hers, a chill ran through my entire body. The eye contact was so intense, so sexy. If I didn’t feel like a virgin before, I sure felt like one now. The way she had me gasping for air was ridiculous. All she did was smirk as she brought a whimper out of me.
“You see how good this pussy makes you feel, baby?” she moaned, settling into a slow, sensual ride. She tossed her head back, pulling my hands to cup her titties. “Fuck! Ooh this dick is everything I knew it would be.”
She looked down at me. The way her walls were gripping me was pulling that shit to the surface and it hadn’t even been five minutes yet.
Everything about this moment was doing me in.
From the way she rode me, to her sexy moans, to her creamy nectar coating my dick.
Her pussy was so pretty and clean shaven.
“Declan!” she panted.
“You feel so fucking good, Ivy,” I moaned. “You’re gonna make me nut too soon…”
“It’s okay,” she whispered, pulling my hand. She wrapped my fingers around her neck and I instinctively gave it a squeeze. “I want you to cum for me. Give me all that protein.”
She began riding me harder and faster. The sounds of her ass slapping against my thighs propelled me forward.
“Fuck!” I grunted, closing my eyes. “I’m about to bust, baby.”
“Ooh shit! Me too!” She placed her hands flat against my chest, riding my dick like a mad woman. The load I shot was so grandiose, so liberating, so… fucking… needed.
“Declan! Shit, baby!” she screamed, her entire body trembling.
The thrusting of her hips finally slowed to a stop. My dick was throbbing inside of her. We both laid there, panting. I felt sensations coursing through my body that were foreign to me. I think I’d fallen even more in love. She’d unknowingly created an insatiable taste for her.
If this had to be the first taste of pussy I got, I was damn glad it was her. “How are you feeling?” she asked, slow grinding against me.
“Like that was worth the wait.”
She giggled. “You’ve officially had your cherry popped.”
“Don’t say it like that. You make me sound like a female.”