Chapter 41

★IVAN★

I smirked victoriously as I watched Selena or whatever her name is, walked out of the restaurant angrily.

I felt satisfied even though I was still feeling the sting of her slap.

'Damn! Is her hand made of iron?' I thought to myself as I touched the cheek she slapped.

"Do you need anything else, Mr Grayson?" The manger's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I averted my gaze to him.

"Yeah. I need a plate of the most expensive meal and the most expensive wine in this restaurant." I replied, and the manager nodded.

"Your order will be brought to you within five minutes." He replied before walking away.

I kept rubbing my cheek stylishly because it was still hurting as hell.

About three minutes later, my meal was served to me and I settled the bill after eating, then I drove home.

I had no class today so I just invited one of my flings over and we fucked for an hour plus.

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At exactly seven o'clock pm, I heard the sound of the gate bell and I already knew who it was.

It was Sasha. She had texted me in the morning that she wanted to spend the night at my place.

I dropped my phone on the couch I was sitting on and I immediately rose to my feet, then I walked out of the house to the gate.

I opened the gate and I stepped aside for Sasha to walk in.

"Hey, baby boy." She smiled as she stepped inside the compound.

My eyes darkened with lust as I gazed at her body. She was putting on a black gown which was tight and short. It exposed her cleavage and brought out her shape.

"You look salivating." I said, licking my lips lustfully, and she chuckled.

"Is that a compliment?" She asked as we started walking towards the front door.

"You can take it as a compliment, sweetheart." I replied, and she smiled.

I opened the door for her, and she stepped inside the house, then I also stepped inside and shut the door quietly.

"This is the second time I'll be coming to your house." Sasha said as she sat on a black couch and she dropped her purse beside her.

"Really?" I asked as I walked over to the mini bar in the living room and grabbed a bottle of alcoholic wine.

"Yeah. The first time I came here was when we had a group assignment, and tonight is the second time." Sasha replied.

I walked back to her with the bottle of wine and two glasses, then I placed them on the rectangular glass table in front of her.

I filled the glasses with the wine and handed one to her, and I also took one for myself.

I sat beside her and took a sip from my wine.

"You've changed a lot these past few weeks, Ivan." She said after taking a sip from her wine.

"For real?" I asked.

"Yeah," she nodded. "The former Ivan doesn't hang out with girls or go to night parties. But recently, you've been hanging out with a lot of girls, going to clubs, night parties, and you've also become very popular at college."

"Seriously?" I chuckled.

"The girls at college talk about you every now and then, and most of them talk about their sexual experience with you......" She paused, and she stared directly at my face. "You've really changed, Ivan. You've changed a lot."

I chuckled before saying,

"Change is a stage in human life, and everyone is bound to go through that stage. Everyone's bound to change."

"You're right." She took her gaze off me. "Change is something everyone has to go through, but I wasn't expecting this type of change from you." She returned her gaze back to me and took a sip from her wine.

I kept glancing at her exposed cleavage as we chatted. My dick was already hard as rock in my trousers, and the only thing I wanted was to rip the gown off her body and fuck mercilessly.

Well, things went my way and as we emptied the bottle of the wine thirty minutes later, then we got a little tipsy.

Sasha became a little bit wild thanks to the champagne. She mounted on me and began to kiss me, she forces her tongue into my mouth, kissing and s—–g my lips as if her life depended on it.

"I want you to make love to me tonight, Ivan. I want you to bend me and fuck me till I can't feel my legs again." She said, and my lips curved into a smile.

"Your wish is my command, milady." I replied, and I effortlessly carried her upstairs to my bedroom.

We got undressed within a minute, and I picked her up, then I gently laid her on the bed.

The stare between us only lasted a few seconds before Sasha threw her arms around my neck and kissed me with a deep passion.

I squeezed Sasha gently, like a delicate flower, as I enjoyed the feel of her bréasts against my chest. The softness of her laps on my cóck filled me with a séxual urge. To make love to her, to fúck her.

"Oh god, Ivan," she exclaimed after the kiss ended, "I need you. I need your big cóck."

I didn't know why but I broke into a big smile. I wasn't myself anymore. I was suddenly possessed.

Possessed by lust and hunger for sex.

My hands explored Sasha's sexy body from her tight, firm àss to her smooth pússy then up to her moderate sized bréasts.

Sasha opened her legs, and my cóck protruded high above her legs. The size of my cóck surprised her.

Big, strong as a rock and long.

Sasha gave my cóck one last squeeze. I can tell she was measuring the length of my cóck, wondering if she could take it all in.

"My god, you're so huge than the last time we had sex, Ivan!" She exclaimed as she stared at my erection. "You'd be gentle with me, won't you?!"

“I'm gonna fúck you like I want to kill you,” I whispered gravely into her ear. “And I won't be nice."

She stiffened. one look at my face told her she was done for. "Wait!"

But I didn't wait. I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her backwards on the bed.

Sasha's eyes flashed wide open, and her red lips parted to scream but I choked on her throat, stopping the scream from escaping.

Guiding my cóck with my hand, I pressed the tip to her frothing slit, and pushed all the way in.

Sasha dug the back of her head into the bed. An exerted growl flew from her lips, and she flexed her vaginal muscles around me.

I took a moment to savor the wet, tight heat of her pússy clenching about my cóck, and then I grabbed her hips, pulled out to the tip, and rammed into her all the way.

I released her throat and this time she cried out but that didn't stop me either. I squeezed one of her bréasts in retaliation. The supple flesh protruded around my fingers, and the nípple stood firm against my thumb.

She began moaning as I guided my thumb and finger to pinch her. I twisted her nípple and pulled it from her body, and she squealed a muffled tone of approval.

I thrusted again, and again and again, always pulling out to the head, and then driving until my balls slapped against her fat àss. Her body lurched back and forth across the bed, her breasts jiggled to the beat of my drives, her thighs rippled with the impact of my lust.

Her eyes bare nothing but submissive desire, and I stare into them with my domineering possessiveness.

I sneered at her as her voice rose higher and higher around my head.

Sasha cried something out from her mouth but I just squeezed her cheeks.

I grinned as she screamed out in pleasure from my rapidly-driving cock.

Sasha's eyes were now starting to roll back in her head, and her jaw was slackening.

I took my hand off her mouth and listened to the sweet chorus of her desperate, moaning breaths. They were growing faster and shorter, until they were nothing but pants mixed with squeals.

I grabbed her other bréasts and pinched the free nipple, fúcking her faster and faster, harder and harder, until our pelvises were smacking together in fury of slapping blasts.

It was so wild and crazy. The bed was shaking vigorously.

I growled and plowed into her harder and harder, not caring if I was hurting her, but hoping I was.

My cóck drove through her tight wetness; parting her inner resistances and breaking her in.

She’s was now thrashing. Her screams were now rough and exerted, as though she was in the midst of great physical strain.

Then I thrusted one last time.

Sasha's entire back arched from the bed, her shoulders pinned back, and her thighs locked firmly around my hips.

A single, breathless sound passed her agape lips, and then she squirted all over me.

I blasted my cúm inside her with a throaty roar, and collapsed on top of her as she finally found her voice.

She screamed out her satisfaction, and dug her nails into my back as she was taken by it.

I drove the last bit of myself into her, and her scream subsided to a whimper.

We breathed heavily on the bed for a moment, and then looked into each other’s eyes.

“Holy fuck,” she whispers, “Ivan you're the best.”

I smirked and was about to reply her when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Ivan, are you in?" A familiar feminine voice asked from outside the room.

My eyes went wide with utmost shock and my mouth went agape when I recognized the voice. I immediately sat upright and stared at the door as my heart pounding fast in my chest.

The owner of the voice was none other person than my mum.

"Ivan, isn't that your mum's voice?" Sasha whispered as she sat upright beside me.

"Yeah." I nodded in fear without taking my gaze off the closed door.

"Ivan, I'm coming in." Mum said from outside the room, and I saw the door knob twisting.

"Oh no!!"