18. Teddy #3
I want more, and I want it right here in the water.
“I’m going to make you mine now, Ivy. Just like I’m already yours.”
Need colors her cheeks as I plunge two digits deep into her core. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, desperate for more as her head falls back and a soft cry falls from her lips.
Swirling my fingers, once, twice, three times, I relish in her heat as she brings her lips to my ear.
“I want you,” she whispers, and I groan.
“You’ve got me.”
She shakes her head as she leans back, staring deep into my eyes while my fingers leisurely stretch her pussy. “No, I want you,” she repeats, looking down the length of my body, and understanding washes over me as I track her line of sight.
Returning my gaze to hers, I grin.
“If you want it, Ivy, you have to ask for it properly.”
“Properly?” she repeats, and I nod, feeling her core flutter as I tease a third finger at her entrance.
“You have to tell me exactly what it is you want,” I reiterate, and she gulps, shaking her head softly.
“Please,” she pleads, her breaths coming in short, sharp pants as I brush against her g-spot, and she shudders.
“Say it, Princess. Say it word for word, and I’ll give you exactly what we both want.”
Her eyes narrow, but they remain fixed on mine. The need is right there; she just has to say it.
Nervous, she glosses her tongue over her bottom lip as she clears her throat. Her mouth opens, and a whisper breezes past, but it’s too quiet for me to hear. I’m pretty sure Baron wouldn’t even be able to comprehend it.
“I can’t hear you, Princess. Louder.”
She rolls her eyes as she arches her back, grinding against my fingers.
“Fuck,” she curses, catching me off guard as a growl rumbles from her chest. “I want your cock, Teddy, okay? Please. Please, just…” Her words trail off, but they’re not needed. Not now.
Blindly unfastening the button on my drenched pants, I tug my boxers down just enough to let my cock spring free, and just like she begged, I line myself up with her entrance.
“Say please again, Ivy. I love that fucking word on your tongue,” I grunt, her jaw falling slack with anticipation as she nods.
“Please.”
Thrusting my cock into her core is euphoric. Every nerve-ending in my body buzzes with ecstasy as her cries ring out in the open air. I dig my fingers into her ass, holding her in place as I slam my dick inside her sweet pussy over and over and over again.
It’s never going to be enough.
I want to be nestled between her thighs forever.
Ideally, with her pretty pink nipple in my mouth.
Ruled by my desires, I yank open her shirt, buttons pinging into the ocean, destined to settle at the bottom and never be found as I reveal her soft, white, lacy bra. Her nipple pebbles against the delicate fabric, luring me closer until I sink my teeth into her flesh.
“Teddy!” she cries, hysteria heightening her pitch as I thrust into her as if my life depends on the chase.
I need to be deeper.
Without clear sight, I start moving, praying I’m heading in the right direction, with my mouth still formed around her breast and my cock deep in her pussy.
It takes a moment to sense the water falling lower on my legs, but the second I sense the shift, I fall to my knees, spreading Ivy out on the shoreline before me.
She shimmers on top of the white sand, water glistening against her skin as she gapes at me.
The waves crash behind me, the water drifting up to her ears before the tide falls back. Frozen, I’m fixated, watching the water dance around her, when her pussy clenches around my length, reminding me of her plea.
Planting one hand beside her head, I grab the back of her thigh with the other, pinning it against her chest as I roll my hips, claiming her.
I’m lost in her.
Her sweet moans, her needy cries, and her whimpers are the perfect backdrop as I feast on her breast, feeling her heat wrapped around my cock, and watching her skin practically glow.
“Fuck, Ivy, that’s it. Take me. Fucking take me,” I growl as she reaches for me, her hands gliding through my hair as I up the tempo, pounding into her, slam after slam, bringing me closer to the edge.
“Come on my cock, Princess. Paint me with your ecstasy. Make me fall with you,” I beg, her whimpers reaching new heights as her core clenches around my length and a ripple runs through her.
I feel like I can’t breathe as she detonates, shattering me along with her.
Wave after wave of euphoria dances over me, enhanced by the waves crashing around us, until we’re a pile of limbs, spent and clinging to one another.
Running my nose along hers, my cock flexes again as she smiles at me, earning me another soft gasp, a sound I’m beyond addicted to, when the sound of someone clearing their throat drags my attention to the left.
Ivy gasps, but her panic is short-lived when we spot Archer standing a few steps away.
“That is going in the memory bank for my shower tonight,” he states, and I grin, my smile spreading wider when I spy Ivy’s cheeks reddening. “But for now, I have an in with my father, and it’s going to require all of us.”