Chapter 81 Eighty one

Chapter 81 Eighty one
IVY POV

I shivered, hips already trembling, heat pooling low.

He sat on the ground, eyes dark and hungry.

“Come… sit on it,” he commanded.

I obeyed, climbing to his lap, crossing my legs over him, and positioning my pussy right on his cock. His hands gripped my waist, steadying me, and I shivered at his touch.

I never imagined being fucked at the cinema.

Slowly, he guided me down, inch by inch, and the sound of my wet pussy sliding over him filled the room.

“Arghh …” I moaned, sliding fully onto him, taking him in.

He thrust up into me, deeper, making me gasp, then again and again, each movement sending fire straight through me. Then he stopped suddenly, his hands pushing my hips down gently but firmly.

“Move, honey… rock that pussy on this cock…”

I obeyed, shifting slowly at first, feeling every inch of him inside me, the wet heat and the hard pulse of his cock making me shiver and moan.

I began to bounce slowly, letting my hips roll over him, feeling him fill me completely. The wet, slick sound of our bodies meeting echoed in the room, mixing with his low groans and my own gasps and moans.

“Yes… honey…” he groaned, his hand sliding up to squeeze my breast, rolling it in his palm. “You’re… you’re doing so good…”

Heat pooled low in me, spreading fast through my body. I shivered, tilting my hips, moving just the way he wanted, letting the pleasure build with every slow, deliberate bounce.

“Ah… fuck……” I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulder, holding on as every inch of him inside me made me ache, burn, and want more.

I started bouncing faster, leaning forward, tilting my hips, giving him more of me with every movement. The slick sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, mixing with my moans and his low, rough groans.

Suddenly, his hand smacked my ass hard, making me gasp and shiver.

“Fuck… you feel so good, Ivy,” he growled, his voice low and rough, dripping with hunger. “You’re mine… mine to fuck… mine to ride… you like that, don’t you?”

“Yes… oh… yes , fuck me…” I moaned, the sound catching in my throat as heat coiled tight inside me. His words lit something wild in me, making me arch back, pressing harder against him, moving faster, letting my body go completely.

“Ride me… take me… use me…” he growled, spanking me again, harder this time.

I lost control. My hands dug into his chest, my mouth opened in a loud moan, and I went wild, bouncing harder, faster, every slick thrust sending fire racing through me. I could feel him deep inside me, every pulse, every growl driving me crazier, making me scream his name, beg for more, needing him like nothing else mattered.

“Fuck yes…” he groaned, his hand gripping my hip tight, pulling me down onto him harder.

I bounced faster, leaning forward, tilting my hips, letting every slick, wet inch of him fill me. My moans were loud, ragged, desperate, my body trembling with need.

“Look at you… riding me like a naughty little slut,” he growled, slapping my ass again, sending sparks of heat through me. “You love this, don’t you? Taking my cock, letting me fuck you with your pussy… you love it, sweetheart.”

“Yes… you… fuck, Ronan!” I moaned, the words barely out, my body on fire. Every smack, every growl, every word he said made me hotter, made my hips move faster, my pussy clench around him, slick and tight.

I could feel the coil inside me, tightening, twisting, building, but it wasn’t enough yet. I needed more, needed him to push me closer, to take me over the edge, and I moved harder, bouncing on him with abandon, my moans mixing with his deep, rough groans.

He suddenly pushed me down onto the ground, my back hitting the rough rug. My legs trembled, and before I could catch my breath, he spread them wide and wrapped them around his waist, pulling me impossibly close.

“Arghh… yes… fuck me!” I screamed, my hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging in as he slammed into me hard and fast.

He started moving, hard and fast, every thrust driving deep, making me gasp, whimper, and cry out. My back arched under him, my pussy clenching around him, burning with need.

“Oh… fuck… yes, Ivy…” he growled, his hands gripping my hips tighter, holding me in place as he slammed into me. “Take it… all of it… take my cock..”

I trembled under him, moaning loudly, my chest heaving, every thrust sending waves of fire through my body. I had no control.., just him, his body, his cock, and the heat that was consuming me completely.

He kept fucking me, hard and fast, every thrust sending fire straight through my core. My back arched, chest pressed to his, every gasp and moan leaving my mouth ragged and desperate.

“Fuck… ,” he growled, his hips slamming into me, hands gripping my hips and holding me down. “So wet… so tight… mine.”

I could feel the coil inside me tightening, building, twisting… my whole body trembling under him. My nails dug into his back as I gasped, moaned, and cried out with every hard, relentless thrust.

“Oh… arghh … yes… don’t stop…” I screamed, my body on fire, every nerve alive with pleasure, every inch of me burning for more.

He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, voice low and rough, “That’s it… that’s my girl… let go… take it… cum for me…”

Heat and need swirled inside me, and I could feel my control slipping, my pussy clenching around him, my body shaking… trembling… begging…

I couldn’t hold back any longer. My body was trembling, every thrust driving me closer, my pussy clenching tight around him, slick and hungry.

“Ah… Ron…an…” I moaned, my voice breaking, body trembling with need. Every slam of his hips pushed me higher, faster, the coil inside me tightening, twisting, demanding release.

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear, teeth grazing my neck. “That’s it… that’s my girl… cum for me… give it to me, Ivy…”

I screamed his name, head thrown back, hips lifting into him, riding every hard thrust as the fire inside me exploded. My pussy clenched, quivering around him, pleasure ripping through me in waves so strong I could barely breathe.

“Oh… fuck… I’m… I’m cumming… yes… yes!” I cried, my nails digging into his back, my body shuddering uncontrollably as my orgasm tore through me, wild and all-consuming.

He didn’t let up, still pounding into me, driving me higher, and I let myself go completely, moaning, screaming, lost in the fire of him, of us, of everything.

I was still trembling, my body slick, my pussy quivering around him, when I felt his hips slow slightly… then start to stutter, each thrust heavier, harder.

“Oh… Ivy … fuck… you’re mine…” he groaned, his voice rough and low, and then I felt him release inside me, filling me, his body trembling over mine.

I gasped, feeling every pulse, every hard shudder, my chest heaving, my own pleasure lingering, still raw and trembling. His hands stayed tight on my hips, holding me close, keeping me pressed to him as we both came down from the fire.

I tilted my head, catching my breath, my heart pounding, sweat slicking our bodies together. He leaned down, pressing a rough, hungry kiss to my lips, tasting himself on me.

“You… you were perfect,” he murmured against my mouth, voice husky, eyes dark and satisfied. “Every inch of you… mine, all mine.”

I shivered, feeling both exhausted and alive, my body still trembling, still aching for him, still craving more, but also aware… I had never felt power like this before.

I swallowed hard, heart pounding, and slowly moved to sit up, my hands trembling as I turned around to face him. My cheeks burned, body still slick with sweat and the remnants of our last release, but his eyes… dark, hungry, unrelenting… made it impossible to stop.

“Kneel and Bend that ass,” he commanded, voice low, rough, and full of authority.

I hesitated for a split second, then obeyed, arching my back, pressing my ass toward him, feeling the slick heat still dripping between my thighs.

I looked down at him, his cock still hard, throbbing, aching for me even after coming inside me. My core clenched just at the sight, my pussy already pulsing for him.

“Fuck!” he growled, gripping my hips and pulling me closer.

He slammed into me from behind, hard and fast, every thrust making my back arch and my body tremble.

“Ahhh… yes… fuck!” I screamed, my hands gripping the sheets as his cock plunged deep inside me.

“Fuck…fucking love your pussy,” he growled, one hand gripping my hip, the other smacking my ass hard. The sting made me gasp and moan even louder, heat coiling tighter inside me.

“I’m claiming was mine!” he hissed, thrusting faster, harder, each hit against my ass sending shivers racing through my body. I was lost in the burn, in the slick friction, in the raw need pulsing between us.

Every slap, every hard thrust, every rough growl made me wetter, hotter, my pussy clenching around him, my moans loud and desperate. My body moved instinctively with his, riding every brutal thrust as I lost myself completely in the fire he was driving through me.