During this time, William’s obsession with Ivy never subsided. Quite the opposite, he introduced her fully into his life. He took pleasure in having a woman that many other men desired, but only he could taste and fuck. Ivy was devoted to him, and she was almost certainly in love with him. Her face shone with how infatuated she was with William. And while it probably should’ve bothered him, it didn’t in the slightest. No, he welcomed her devotion.
But there was still this nagging voice in the back of William’s mind reminding him that their atypical relations must end. However, he intentionally clamped that voice down. She’d become receptive to his every fantasy – she was the headline in all of his fantasies nowadays anyway.
One morning, he took her with him in his private elevator directly down to Sins, which was cleaned by the staff every night around closing time and was now deserted. They were both naked, as they often were, since William had always disliked the restriction of clothing. And, of course, he preferred Ivy naked, as long as no one else saw her.
“What are we going to do?” she asked with expectancy as William steered her to one of the beds next to a spank bench.
William gave her a wink but didn’t answer her yet. He bent down on his knees to slide open the drawer in the bedframe, taking out two objects: the vibrator and a flogger. William flung the items onto the bed, and then he braced his palms next to her hips as she sat on the mattress, asserting himself between her legs.
“We’re going to do what I promised you weeks ago and finish what we started. I’m going to fuck your ass,” he growled.
Her lips parted and a soft sigh flew out.
“I’ve seen your fascination with threesomes, Ivy. You like to watch more than two people fuck, don’t you?” He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked hard while watching her.
“Uh-huhmm.” She bowed her back and nodded slowly, biting her lip. “Only if it’s two women with a man.”
His brows shot up at her revelation, and he released her nipple. “You like to watch girls together?”
“Yes, but only with a man involved too.” Ivy brushed his hair back from his forehead; the movement was one he’d come to appreciate.
“Okay…okay… But I’ll never share you. You’re solely mine to fuck. Do you understand?” William positioned his hands right above her ass, massaging the bare flesh. God, how he was crazy about her full ass.
“Yes. I understand.”
He kissed her on the lips as a reward for that satisfactory response. She answered his kiss with raw passion, parting her lips and setting his nerves ablaze with a slow search for his tongue.
“However, I am going to show you how it feels to be fucked in your pussy and ass.”
“I’d like that.” She started to squirm as he nipped a path down her throat.
“First, I’m going to flog you because I know you love that. Then I’ll drive my cock into that perfectly tight ass while I also fuck your pussy hard. Do you want that?”
“Oh, yes, please.”
He lavished her other nipple while his cock was hardening quickly. Then he cupped her breasts, pushing them together while he suckled back and forth between them, and Ivy threw her head back in response.
“Come.” He stood and held out his hand, guiding her to the padded leather spank bench.
William helped her onto the bench so that she was kneeling and leaning forward, her stomach against the taller back.
“Grab the edges of the back. And don’t move while I flog you,” he warned, getting the flogger and toy off the bed. William threw the vibrator onto the bench and held the flogger in one hand while he rubbed a palm down her spine toward her behind.
“Your skin is always so soft.”
He pushed his finger between her ass cheeks, and Ivy responded with a groan as he slid lower, to her pussy, spreading her open. Circling and feeling her wetness, then moving back up. Ivy’s skin had captivated William from the day they met. His rough hands against her soft, perfectly smooth flesh gave him sensations he’d never experienced before with a woman.
“Hold on, baby.”
William raised the flogger and stroked it down her back. Then he hit her. He expertly stopped the swinging motion right before it hit her butt, pulling it backward in a snapping motion. Exactly the way he’d learned from the Kama Sutra book that Charles had him study when William and Silk had trained the employees. By varying his motion, he controlled how much of the tails connected with Ivy’s backside to increase her pleasure, and from her moans, he could tell she was in desirable pain. He hit her with just the tips, becoming hard at how she submitted to him completely.
His dick had swollen by now. William dropped the flogger and pressed against Ivy’s back, sliding his cock against her pussy.
“You’re incredibly wet, Ivy.” He cupped her breasts and dropped a kiss on her shoulder.
“I enjoyed it.”
William grinned and tangled his fingers into her curls at the back of her head, directing her to the floor on her knees and feeding her his cock.
She welcomed his assault eagerly, and William fucked her mouth wildly. There was nothing gentle about how he handled her, and they both desired it. He choked her on his cock and slid out. He was leaking pre-come that dribbled down the shaft, and Ivy caught it halfway down his length with the tip of her tongue, tracing the path all the way back up to the source.
“Fuck!” He tugged her head back because he didn’t want to come in her mouth.
Then he situated her in the same position on the bench as before and guided her to bend forward while he nosed his way down her spine. And without any hesitation, he devoured her pussy.
“Ah! William,” she whimpered and bent lower to give him better access.
She loved to have her pussy eaten, and William had her for breakfast often. She made circles with her hips, teasing his mouth with her core. He lapped up to her ass, alternately licking and pushing the tip of his finger inside, and she clenched her ass in response.
“Don’t clench, baby. Relax.”
She took a deep breath, and he could slip his digit in, preparing her.
“Ow!”
“Shhh...” William cemented his lips over her pussy while he fingered her ass.
When she screamed out her orgasm and was dripping wet, he stood up and nudged the head of his cock against her ass, sliding it up and down to spread her wetness. Ivy was still kneeling, angled forward slightly, hands gripping the edge of the bench while William stood behind her. Then he shifted forward, ever so slowly, while holding the base of his cock.
“Relax, Ivy.”
She relented and exhaled, unclenching so he could ease himself inside.
William grunted as her flesh gave, and he started to move. It was an incredible feeling, and he had to tighten every muscle to keep from shooting his load right then. He secured his arms around her waist, his chest against her back, and began to explore her slit with his fingers.
“Oh my god,” Ivy breathed, overwhelmed by sensations while he let her adjust to his length buried inside her sweet ass. He’d never had a woman as tight as Ivy before.
“You’re so tight, Ivy. I don’t want to hold back, so hold on.”
“Hmmm...” Her head fell back against his chest, her face a mixture of pleasure and pain as he ground his hips and circled her clit.
William reached to grab the vibrator. It was a cold, metal phallus shaped object.
“Suck it.” He placed it against her lips and she parted them.
As he pushed the vibrator into her mouth, his hand skimmed down her side and over her stomach, palming her pussy. He rotated his middle finger and pushed it in while his cock glided in and out of her ass. Then he followed that same path down with the toy. “Spread your knees a little more.”
She did so until he could press the vibrator into her pussy.
“I feel…full.”
William smirked against her cheek, lodged his arm back around her waist to hold her tightly, and he slammed into her ass, bottoming o
ut. When he glided out, he plunged the vibrator into her pussy. Ivy arched magnificently as he fucked her madly in both holes, and her arm came around to hook around his neck while she gripped the bench with her other hand.
Violent passion flared up, and William kept up his brutal pace against her ass and pussy until their skin shone with a thin layer of perspiration.
William breathed hotly against her ear, “I’m going to come so hard in your ass.”
Out of nowhere, she began the come, her muscles taut. He could feel each loud cry of her orgasm deep in his groin. She whimpered and writhed, shuddering and trembling. William thrust inside her ass and deserted his movements of the vibrator, keeping it inside her pussy.
He grasped the sides of her waist, and she leaned forward again with her hands on the edge of the bench as he plunged inside her ass. Vicious. Animalistic. William shoved in deep once more, gripping her hair and tugging while he groaned, his hips bucking, spilling his seed inside her addictive ass. He didn’t think he could quit coming. It felt so fucking good to him.
Quickly, he slid the toy out of her pussy and his cock out of her ass. Then they both collapsed on the adjacent bed. Slick bodies pressed together, limbs entangled while they returned back to earth. Thoroughly spent. Thoroughly depleted.
***
Ivy had dug herself deeper into his life.
Mostly, they had lived in his bed. In a world of their own creation. And it had been a nice change of pace from his otherwise busy existence. Since William had met Charles ten years ago, his life had progressed at high speed. He was used to always being busy. At the break of dawn, he had to work out. In the afternoon, he usually had lessons, until a couple of years ago. At night, he was in the fight club or gambling hall. Except for the last couple of weeks. Lately, he’d been home more often. Only for Ivy. She affected him like the most potent wine, making him lightheaded and warm.
Presently, he watched Ivy’s sleeping form next to him in his bed. There was an oddly serene expression on her face, while he lived with conflicting emotions. He’d started this plan without thinking it through; he’d already confessed that to her. She’d fought her way into his cold soul, and he’d even stopped seeing her as his captive, just as she’d stopped seeing him as her captor. Although, from the day they met, their dealings had been peculiar, there was an exceptional pull between them. A pull that had probably made him come up with this ridiculous plan. Still, there was a part of him that couldn’t understand how she had accepted her fate so easily, even though he was positive she was in love with him. His initial plan had worked, but instead of triumph, there was a different undecipherable sentiment harassing William. Could it be shame? Could his cold heart finally feel something other than greed?
Since he was fifteen, his only mission had been to acquire wealth so that he’d never be poor again. So that people could never abuse him again. Year after year was filled with studying and fighting. Building his empire with Charles. And it had been damn difficult to build that empire; therefore, during that period, sex was his playtime. He’d fucked so many nameless women in his life.
However, it hit him that he didn’t desire anyone else anymore. Ivy’s beauty amazed him. Her auburn curls mesmerized him every day. While William had always had a great appetite for sex, with her, he was hard all the time. No one woman had ever satisfied William in the way Ivy did. She challenged him and didn’t take his shit. He’d come to enjoy their banter. And William was addicted to her pussy. Ivy was enough. She quenched his lust, and he always wanted more. That inexplicable attraction brewing between them had been elevated to a new level.
He gritted his teeth thinking about Ivy with someone else, and it made him want to kill. He wanted to keep her. But how?
Ivy turned, facing away from him, as he skidded his palm down her side, over the curve of her hip, and down her behind, taking the sheet with him.
William’s fingers dug into her ass, and he couldn’t resist sinking his teeth into the rounded globes, so he scooted down on the mattress and bit her there.
She whimpered in her sleep.
Both his hands covered her ass cheeks as he crooked one leg up so he could have a perfect view of her pussy. Then he flattened his tongue against her.
“Ah, William,” he heard her, voice thick with sleep, and she spread her legs wider.
William buried his face in her pussy, tasting her folds and sucking her clit while she squirmed. He kneaded her ass and tongue-fucked her roughly as she lay sideways. Insistently, he took her clit in his mouth, then speared her with his tongue again. By now, William knew exactly how to make her come. He’d learned how to play with every inch of her body, and he’d already tasted her everywhere. Ferociously, he lapped and sucked until she shivered and groaned with an intense orgasm.
Meanwhile, his cock throbbed in response – he needed to ride Ivy.
Scurrying back up behind her, he spoke. “Good morning.”
“Hmmm,” was all she said as he slipped his cock between her legs and his arm beneath her neck, reaching down and squeezing the soft flesh of her breast.
His other hand clasped her waist while the tip of his dick prodded her center, fitting inside. “Kiss me,” he said, molding her breast, which was made to fit his hand perfectly.
Ivy turned her head as he bent his, and their lips crashed together. Electrifying pulses raked through him when she fervently kissed him. A kiss that bled with emotions. Emotions only she could awaken in him, and he gave up on fighting this losing battle. She was growing to mean something to him. It was wrong. It was stupid. Yet, he didn’t give a damn. He had resisted her pull with great effort – not anymore.
As their tongues lashed enthusiastically, William drove his cock into her wet core. Then he eased his grip on her hip and pressed his palm between her legs, rubbing her clit.
Ivy crooked her arm and weaved her fingers up into his hair, clutching the strands. William kissed the side of her mouth, peppering kisses along her jawline as he hammered into her.
“William! I’m going to come again.”
“Yes, baby, come all over my cock.” William, who was normally silent while fucking, couldn’t seem to shut up when he was inside her pussy.
“William!” Charles called.
As much as he desired to pay no attention to him, he didn’t want Charles stepping into his room and witnessing them.
“What?” he groaned, stilling his movement and resting his forehead on Ivy’s upper arm as she stroked his hair.
“We have business to attend to.”
“Right now?” How he wished to have Ivy ride him. William pulsed inside her wet core, and he resumed his punishing speed.
“Yes. We’re already late. I’m waiting downstairs; meet me in five.”
William snorted, knowing he’d be down in ten. First, he was finishing this. No way was he leaving her sweet pussy without filling her.
He rubbed her clit fiercely while he felt his peak building. Her pussy walls milked him as she screamed his name, and he followed.
“Fuck! Ivy...” His pelvis slapped against her ass, then he dropped halfway on top of her, spurting inside her hot core while fondling her breast.
His mouth was close to her ear as he struggled for breath, satisfied with the orgasm only she could trigger from him. Her eyes were closed while she kept stroking his hair. The touch pleased him.
William sucked her lobe and spanked her hip before he got out of bed to quickly clean up. He caught her hint of a grin as he swiveled around and walked backward into the bathroom.
***
“What the hell is so urgent?” William asked, standing in Charles’s office.
“While you’ve been busy fucking Ivy, I’ve been keeping our businesses afloat. Isn’t the financial health of our clubs urgent enough to discuss right away?!” Charles retorted, lazing back in his desk chair.
Ivy’s presence had put a wedge between William and Charles because Charles had identified and addressed the treacherous attraction betwe
en William and Ivy from the start. Therefore, to some degree, Ivy Ravensdale rubbed Charles the wrong way.
But Charles had used her suggestion for the club. He had implemented a stop word, ‘red’, in Sins for the employees to use when a customer was required to stop. And it worked. Sins was flourishing without any further accidents. William and Charles had also decided to forbid alcohol in the sex club since it impaired the mind too much. Opium was still allowed, however. It usually had a calming effect on a person’s mind, while alcohol often induced anger.
Little by little, Sins had become a well-organized, prosperous sex club. Memberships were paid in full for a year, and some clients had even subscribed for a lifetime membership. They weren’t making enough money yet to compensate for the gambling club’s losses, but at least they were keeping it afloat, even with the many outstanding loans to degenerate gamblers like Alfred Ravensdale. There was one recurring issue in the gaming hall, though. They still hadn’t caught the thief or group of thieves that targeted their clients’ wallets on random nights. Initially, William had suspected that Ivy had something to do with it, but the incidents were taking place on nights that she was locked in his apartment.
“I’ve been recuperating,” William defended. “And for your information, when you need me, I’m always here. What’s going on with you lately? You’re so negative about Ivy.”
“Because I don’t trust her, and I see that she has a hold over you. I’m not liking this one bit.”
“She doesn’t have a hold over me,” he managed to grind out, which belied his statement entirely. “I still make my own choices. I like to fuck her, yes, but why is that suddenly posing a problem? Wasn’t our initial plan to have the result I’ve accomplished?”
Charles hesitated a beat. “Yes, but doesn’t it strike you as odd that it’s been so long, and still, Alfred hasn’t contacted me?”
William hadn’t given that any thought. He was a man who lived in the moment, who didn’t think or plan ahead. Charles had told him often what a dangerous trait that was.
“Maybe you give Alfred too much credit. Obviously, he hasn’t put two and two together and realized that you have Ivy,” William offered as a plausible scenario.
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