When he raised his head to look at her, his lips were covered with his own saliva.
“I’ll only do it if you’re ready for me, Ivy.” He said, looking straight into her eyes. How was she supposed to explain to him that she had been ready and waiting for him from the first moment she saw him?
She only nodded her head and bit down on her lip.
She hadn’t seen his dick, hadn’t seen him take his pants off, but now she felt it slide into her. Ivy screamed, louder than she had expected herself to. She wasn’t a virgin anymore.
Leon slid into her, slowly, gently, afraid that he was hurting her.
“Go deeper. Give me more!” She screamed, throwing her head back with pleasure. She hadn’t expected it to feel this way. She hadn’t expected it to feel this good.
Leon started pumping. He was pumping hard. She could feel his full length inside her, taking over her body. He was holding her legs in place, keeping them spread wide apart as he thrust repeatedly into her.
Something else was happening inside her, way down in her belly. Leon kept his hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples with his fingers, while he thrust himself into her. The more he pumped into her, the more she could feel it growing. Ivy moved her hips, welcoming him in deeper and deeper. She could hear herself moaning, but she was also preparing herself for a release. She was so close to the edge.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as her body exploded into a burst of sensations. She couldn’t control it any more. She heard him growl and then felt him shoot inside her too. They were coming together.
Ivy’s body shook wildly, and her toes curled as Leon continued to pump and thrust into her. She could feel him sliding in and out, stroking her deep in her center, the first time anyone had ever stroked her there.
She was smiling from the sensation; she could feel her body soar. If this was what sex felt like, she felt foolish for having waited this long to experience it. Then, as her breathing began to finally subside, and she could feel Leon slowly pulling himself out of her, Ivy couldn’t help but wondering again if this was what sex felt like, but only with Leon Cooper.
Chapter 8
Ivy remained on the table, with her legs still spread apart, her breasts rising and falling from her raspy breathing. Leon had extracted himself from between her legs and was now standing naked in front of her, completely naked. Now she could finally see the enormous dick that he had just fucked her with. She tried to suppress a smile.
“I’m sorry.” Were the first words that escaped his lips.
Ivy straightened herself up. She was sitting on the edge of the table now, with her legs dangling off the side.
“You’re sorry? What for?” She asked him, brushing a few of her blonde ringlets away from her eyes. This man was always full of surprises.
“For this. I didn’t mean for this to happen.” Leon replied, and she noticed that he was avoiding her eyes. He had started to look for his clothes that were strewn all over the floor of the dining room.
“I wanted it too. You don’t have to apologize to me.” She said, and recognized a certain degree of desperation in her voice. She didn?
?t want him to punish himself for what had happened in the heat of the moment.
“This was your first time.” He said flatly, pulling up his pants to his waist.
Ivy remained silent, she didn’t want to reply to that statement because she wasn’t sure how he would react to that.
“You should have told me. You should have stopped me.” He said, in a louder voice, now buttoning up his shirt. Ivy was still naked on the table, and she saw how his eyes briefly went to her large swinging breasts.
“I didn’t want you to stop. I wanted this to happen.” She said, following his every movement with her eyes. Leon was tucking his shirt into his pants, and had then started to fold his sleeves up to his elbows. His dark brown eyes had lost their luster and sparkle, he looked worried.
“Leon! I wanted it!” She said, louder, to get his attention.
He jerked his head up to look at her.
“I told myself that I was hiring you only for the work. I should have known that I wouldn’t be able to control myself, you have to leave.” He said, turning away from her again. He had started to pick up her clothes off the floor.
Ivy jumped off the edge of the table, now standing naked in front of him. She wasn’t shy or ashamed of her body anymore, she knew the effect she had on him, she had watched him grow helpless when he saw her naked. She knew that even right now; he was struggling to keep his hands to himself.
“I don’t want to go just yet; I think we can find a way to work together. You need someone to look after the house anyway.” She said, pleading with him with her voice.
“I’ll find someone else.” He said and thrust a handful of her clothes towards her.
“I want to work here. We got off to a bad start, that’s all.” Ivy said, trying her best to not simply break down in tears.