Page 20 of Tangled Up With You

Her eyes widened as she looked down. Her hand worked me under my pants and boxer briefs. Her grip exactly how I liked it. She held me in a tight fist, sliding her hand upward and twisting at the crown, gathering the pre-cum that was already leaking out so she could use it to make the glide easier. “God, I nearly forgot how big you are.”

“I never forgot,” I admitted on a growl. “I still remember how tight your cunt gripped me and how sweet it tasted. I’ve thought about that every goddamn day for months while I’m fucking my own fist and coming on my stomach.”

She blinked once, her eyelids remaining low and sultry as her tongue peeked out and pulled her plump bottom lip between her teeth. “You want me to tell you what I want?”

I dragged my thumb over her nipple once more, eliciting a gasp from her. “Fuck yes.”

Her fingers flexed around my length before sliding painfully slowly downward. “I want you to stuff your fingers inside my pussy. I want to jack your big cock while you fuck me with those fingers until you’re so crazy you can’t stand it for another second.” Her hips rolled as she spoke, rubbing herself against me so I could feel the heat from her cunt. She was driving me out of my goddamn mind. “Then I want you to fuck me,” she said on a whisper, that tongue sliding out again to flick across my top lip. “Right here in this barn.”

My chest vibrated on a primal sound as I reached down and grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her hand out of my pants. “If that’s what you want, baby,” I said in a low, craggy voice.

Her chin hitched up with determination, her eyes boring into mine. “It is.”

“All right then. But if you’re gonna jack me off, we need a little somethin’ to make it easier.” I lifted her hand between us so it was face level, then I worked to unfold her fingers so her palm was flat. “Spit.” I ordered.

She blinked. The way her chest stuttered on an exhale and the frantic thrum of the pulse in her neck the only outward signs that my command affected her. She pursed those bee-stung lips and did as I said, spitting into the center of her palm. “Good girl.” I didn’t waste another second guiding her hand back down and shoving it into my boxers. “Now fuck me with that little fist.”

She gave my erection another squeeze, this one almost too tight, and when I grunted and flinched, she smiled wickedly right before the flutter of pain turned into pleasure.Fuck,my wild woman. Those little glimpses had driven me to her in the past and were what kept me panting after her, even all these months later. There was a lot I liked about this woman, but her wild streak had to be right at the top.

I kept my eyes locked on hers while she worked my cock exactly how I liked it and watched her closely as I sucked myindex and middle fingers into my mouth. She swallowed thickly, her eyes falling to my mouth as I pulled out the slicked-up digits and moved to slide my hand beneath her skirt. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn wet,” I grunted as I shoved the lacy scrap of material between her thighs to the side and brushed along her slit. She was practically dripping. “Is this all for me?” I asked as I gathered that wetness up on my fingers and used it while I moved up and began to circle her clit.

Her head tipped backward on a hitched breath, bumping lightly into the wood of the stall wall behind her. “Stop teasing and put them inside me already.” Christ, I loved it when her voice got all husky with sex. She could make billions as a phone sex operator if she wanted to.

“Like this?” I didn’t give her any warm-up before shoving my two fingers as deep as they could go.

“Oh fuck!” she cried out, her hips lurching forward as she dropped her head onto my shoulder. Her pussy was as tight as I remembered, locking around my fingers like a vise. I gave her a moment to adjust, but not all the way before pulling out and stuffing her full once more. We might have only had one night together, but it was enough for me to learn what she liked, and my wild little butterfly liked to be fucked rough.

“Is this what you were wanting?” I teased as I fucked her with those two fingers so hard her body jolted against mine. I kept my pace slow, but my strokes nearly brutal, and in no time, her walls were fluttering against me.

“God, Connor,yes.” Her tits heaved on choppy breaths as we used our hands to fuck each other. My dick was leaking with so much pre-cum I felt the wet spot on the front of my boxer briefs growing bigger by the second. Meanwhile, Ivy was so wet she was dripping down my wrist.

“You ready for a third?” I asked, thumbing her clit as I worked my fingers in and out of her. “Need to stretch you a little wider if you’re gonna take my cock, baby.”

Her head bobbled on a nod. She sucked in a gasp as I started to work a third finger into her tight, wet, heat. Even as drenched as she was, it was a tight fit.

“Oh shit,” she yelped as her hand around my cock started to work in time with each plunge of my fingers. My cock got even harder at the feel of her clenching my fingers, at the sound of her wetness as I fucked her deep, at the smell of her arousal and the noises she made as she fisted my cock, jerking me even faster. Her movements matched my own, and she began to rock on my hand, picking up the pace the closer she got. I wanted to hear and feel her come, but I needed to hold out until I could get inside her.

With my other hand, I reached down and stopped her from taking me any further as I worked her higher and higher.

“Connor, I’m?—”

“Do it, Ivy. Come on my hand so you can come on my cock.”

Her orgasm washed over her then, her walls clenching and fluttering with her release. I had to grind my teeth together to keep from shooting off at the sound of her. As soon as her release left her, I pulled my fingers free and fisted her panties, ripping them clean off her body and tossing them aside.

“Take my cock out,” I commanded as I lifted my hand to my lips and sucked her intoxicating flavor off my fingers.

Her hands worked fast, pulling my dick free and shoving my pants and underwear over my hips. She licked her lips as she eyed it, making it twitch. “You have a condom?” she asked, her eyes pleading.

In short, quick movements I pulled out the one I kept in my wallet and ripped the wrapper open with my teeth. I slid it into place, hoisted her up, and braced one arm under her ass to holdher in place as her legs wrapped around my waist. I lined up the head of my cock with her sopping entrance and nudged it into place.

“Now,” she practically begged. “Now, Connor. Please. Fuck me.”

My control shattered. With one snap of my hips, I buried myself balls deep in the only woman I’d ever wanted this goddamn badly.

Her jaw hinged open and her eyes bugged out. “Oh fuck!” She sucked in a startled gasp as my cock stretched her wide. “Oh my God.”

“Shh,” I soothed when she squeezed her eyes closed and curled her lips between her teeth, biting down hard. “It’s okay, honey. Just breathe.” I brought my free hand up beneath her chin and tilted her face to mine so I could give her a slow, sensual kiss, hoping it would relax her. I began to move slowly when her kisses turned desperate and her hips started to roll, her silent way of urging me on.

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