What If Tony Stark Was The Villain

Part 20 - Ghost Of You

"Is everything okay?" a woman's voice coming from between his legs wakes Tony up from his daydream.

"Yes, sorry. Please go on" he replies and brings his hand to the back of her head, holding her hair out of her face.

His mind was definitely all over the place. Probably because the woman's ginger hair and blue eyes brought him back countless of memories.

She nods and takes his erection in her mouth again. This time, though, it's clear that Tony's focus is completely on her. He hardens completely and easily reaches her throat, making her keep him there for a couple of seconds as he exhales deeply.

"Take it, take it all" he groans, locking eyes with the woman's struggling eyes and full mouth.

"That's it" he moans once she finds a good rhythm and moves her head nicely.

She definitely can take him deep down her throat and fulfill his needs. After all, that's why Tony called her in his mansion in the first place. She looks up at him and keeps the eye contact going while sucking his tip passionately. Tony's half parted lips and dark eyes are enough to show her he's certainly enjoying himself.

"Good, that's so good" he compliments her and proceeds with taking a long sip of his glass of whiskey.

The way that her tongue twists and twirls around him makes him shiver and roll his eyes back. This is definitely something he needed to calm down after all the stress and agony he's been feeling lately.

"Make me come" he orders and tightens his grip on her hair.

She nods once again and along with his movements that make her take him harder into her throat, she also gives more of herself with her sucking. She's devoted to making him come just like he asked and he's obviously close to it. Her hand even manages to reach and massage his balls carefully, thing that makes him gasp in pleasure unexpectedly.

"What a naughty little sl*t" he smirks.

That unexpected wave of pleasure woke up more exciting feelings inside of him. He expresses them by thrusting his hips aggressively into her mouth and down her throat until her eyes are letting out tears. That's when he shoots his much needed orgasm down her throat and pulls away, letting her breathe in peace.

"Can I have more of that too, please?" she asks from the floor, where she's sitting, when she notices Tony's pouring himself another glass of whiskey.

"Of course" he replies and fills her glass as well.

He holds it in the air, indicating she should get up to get it and once she does, he hands it to her. Then Tony pulls her naked body to sit on his lap, him facing her bare back. She rocks her hips slightly as they take in those seconds of rest, earning a tight grip on her inner thigh from him.

"You've been so good tonight" he groans behind her ear when he quickly finishes his drink.

She tilts her head to the side because of the pleasure his lips and fingers are offering her. The first ones are kissing and sucking the skin around the base of her neck and shoulders, and the second ones are teasing her slit sensually.

"Don't talk" he corrects her when she tries to speak.

The sight he's facing is making his brain dream of the best thing. The woman's pale skin and long ginger hair are bringing the best memories back to his imagination. In his mind, it's not a random woman on his lap right now, but Pepper.

He passionately moves his fingers over her clit, feeling her throb against him. It's well known that he knows what he's doing with those fingers and she's learning that first hand now. His free hand holds her neck and makes her keep her head tilted in the way that best suits him.

"Oh my God" she yells suddenly.

"I told you to not speak" he gets annoyed.

After all, her voice only distracts him and reminds him that it's not really his wife with him right now.

"Ride it" he gives her some space, just enough to raise her hips and take him deep inside her as she sits down.

"That's right" he moans, eyes locked on her hips moving up and down rhythmically.

His thoughts get lost once again to the sight. He's allowing his mind to travel and make the beautiful scenarios that Pepper is riding him. That she's the one having that great tempo and bending her back perfectly.

He grabs each of her sides strongly and forces her to take him even harder into her. The sound of her body slamming against his each time gets louder than the last one. In fact, the feeling gets so intense that she's not able to hold her words back anymore.

"Yes, Tony, you're so good" she yells pleasurably.

"I said stay f*cking quiet" he's extremely angry right now.

He gets up, making her slip out of him, and throws her body on the couch, face facing the pillows. He pulls her hips, lifts them to the height he wants them and rests his one foot on top of the couch.

"Let me hear that voice of yours now" he says before entering her again wih a quick, intense thrust.

Her body automatically moves forward and crashes against the pillows further. Tony doesn't seem to bother, though. His thrusts are at their highest possible intensity and speed. He's destroying her, weakening her with each of his thrusts.

"Tony, TONY" she keeps screaming his name.

"Yes, be loud" he enjoys her obvious excitement and throws his head back, rolling his eyes and also enjoying it himself.

He spanks her hips repeatedly until she's sore and red everywhere. Then his hands hold her hips and make the thrusting even harder. He couldn't possibly get faster or deeper on her and the echo of their encounter is proving it.

"So good, yes, yes" she almost cries.

"Use my name" he replies and grabs her hair in his fist, pulling her head back.

"Tony, you're the best, this is amazing" she screams, feeding his ego even further.

"Tony" she repeats again and again, helping him picture her in her place.

She easily finishes underneath him and makes it known with a loud yell, allowing him to thrust a final time and barely pull out to finish as well.

"Pep" he whispers as he stains her back with his orgasm.

"My name is not Pep-" she speaks but Tony shuts his eyes and cuts her off.

"I know" he sighs, frankly without even remembering the woman's name.

A few seconds of silence followed, the two of them only breathing in and out rhythmically in order to calm down.

"Finally...That lasted forever" he hears a woman's voice.

"Thank you" he smirks to himself proudly.

"Wait, what? Who the f*ck are you?" He jumps from his seat when he realizes it's a different woman speaking.

A different woman appears from the back of the living room, right from the shadows. She looks very frightening and definitely dangerous so both Tony and the woman next to him get scared.

"I'm Hela" she says proudly and smirks.

A/N
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