Episode: 14

Ivanka P.O.V.

Suddenly, he curled his hand around the back of my neck. "I have wanted you since the moment I lay eyes on you." My breath caught in my throat. I inhaled sharply, with my heart racing. "Me, too."

Damn, was I really about to finally lose my virginity?

"I want you so badly." he murmured into my ear, his cock brushing against my ass and his other hand wrapped around my hip, with long, manly and large fingers stroking the front of my hips, getting closer to my pussy. I knew he was trying to be a gentleman and give me the opportunity to back out.

"I want you, too. Please." I whispered, my pussy throbbing.

"Are you sure I am not a small man? Are you sure you want to spend the night in my bed letting me taste you and fuck your brains out?"

Fuck, if this is wrong. I don't want to be right.

I wanted him so badly, and I couldn't stop my pussy from aching for him. I chewed on the inside of my lip and whimpered softly, as his hard cock pressed against my dress that barely covered my ass at the moment. My dress had ridden up.

"I do, Michael. I am on the pill. I take it faithfully every morning." I whispered eagerly.

Michael Ambruso paused for a long moment, letting out a slow and unsteady breath against my neck. Then, he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. He placed me on his bed and I sat there looking at him as he stood inches away from my body. My nipples pressed hard against my dress, aching and begging to be touched, pulled, licked and sucked on.

Before I could react, Michael Ambruso had pulled me up, twirled me around and bent me over the side of his bed, smacking my ass.

"Take your shoes off and your underwear. Then crawl up onto the bed. I want you on all fours. I want to admire that pretty ass tonight."

A part of me wanted to protest, but another part wanted to be his dirty little whore.

He grabbed my face." Last chance to change your mind, Ivanka. Now, crawl up onto the bed, stick your fat ass up into the air, and stare into that mirror while I fuck you senseless. Or walk out of my bedroom right now, and I will put you in my guestroom for the night. There will be no hard feelings and I will respect your decision either way."

As the heat rose up in my core, I removed the requested items. Then, I crawled up onto the bed on all fours and stared into the mirror across from his king-size canopy dark wood bed. Michael crawled onto the bed behind me, the moonlight streaming into the room through the window and hitting the bulge in his pants.

My pussy tightened, and I wanted him so badly. I had never wanted anyone like I wanted him at that moment.

"Please! Please! Michael, I need to feel your hands all over my body, please." I begged.

Moving behind me, he wrapped his free hand around the front of my throat, tugging me off the bed slightly and slipping his other hand underneath my dress as his fingers moved up my flat stomach until they reached one of my breasts. I moaned softly, as a wave of heat rushed to my core.

When he captured my nipple between his fingers, I arched my back and leaned backwards, rubbing my pussy against his huge bulge, desperate for him to put it inside me. He grabbed one of my breasts. Then he dropped his other hand between my legs, shoving them between my soaking-wet pussy lips and then inside me.

He shoved his fingers into me over and over, hitting my G-spot every time.

I threw my head back and placed a hand over my mouth, the pressure building higher and higher in my core. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body, my legs trembling. "Remove your hand. I want to hear every scream, every moan, every cry if I earned them. They belong to me. Don't steal from me. Give me only what I earn. Do you understand?" Michael demanded.

"Yes! Yes!" I moaned, taking my hand away as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Then, he placed his hand softly around my neck, then he dipped his head down to whisper in my ear. "Jared couldn't make you cum just by sticking his fingers into your soaking-wet little pussy, could he?"

"No! No! He couldn't!" I whispered.

With his fingers still sliding in and out of me, he rubbed my clit around in torturous circles with his thumb, and his hot breath fanning my neck and making me clench." I bet he never made you this wet."

All I could hear were my shaky breathes and the wet sounds my pussy was making for him echoing throughout his bedroom.

I tightened on him again and spread my legs wider to give him better access, feeling as if I was about to climax again.

After I climaxed again, Michael took the time to remove both of our clothes as he told me how beautiful and sexy I was to him. And for the first time in a long time, I truly felt alive, beautiful and sexy.

Then, he lay me down naked on the bed looking up at him, and he got on his knees in front of me naked.

Suddenly, he pulled me towards him and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He leaned in and planted a kiss right on my pussy lips. I moaned, feeling him between my legs. I couldn't think about anything else. I just wanted to cum all over his handsome face. He spread my pussy lips with his tongue and started licking my clit. He was going slowly. He was making circles on my pussy. This is my weakness. I love getting my pussy ate.

He stopped to kiss my clit a few times. Then, he went right back to licking me like his life depended on it. I could tell he was thoroughly enjoying himself. I could only moan loudly in response and grab his head and pull him closer to my pussy.

I could feel him smile between my legs, then continue his torture. I thought he wanted to get me off, not tease me. Therefore, I started grind up on his face. I was so damn close. He pushed his face in and started sucking my clit. I was grinding his face in rhythm with his tongue.

"Look at me. You taste so damn good. I could eat your pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner and I would still be hungry." Micheal demanded as he mercilessly licked my pussy and started to tongue fuck my pussy.

"I want to watch you cum." It was so hot. I looked him in the eyes and climaxed harder than I ever had in my whole life. I closed my eyes after I squirted all over his face for the first time. That was definitely new. I didn't know I could even do that. He was excellent at eating pussy way better than any other man I've had to do it. I thought to myself as I lay in his bed shaking from my orgasm.