Her Godfather (18+)

Chapter 8

Ivy let out a squeal as she was thrown on the bed. Looking up at Matteo, she watched as he quickly stripped out of his clothes and his cóck sprung into view. Ivy moaned with desire and felt her pússy clench tight with yearning. Quickly, she pulled the string at her waist and her robe fell open, leaving her completely nude and ready on his bed.

She looked up at him as he stared down at her with pure lust in his eyes. "As much as I want to take my time, I can't wait. I'm going to fúck you hard and fast."
Ivy swallowed and nodded. That sounded like a great plan to her.

Climbing on top of her, Matteo's hand skimmed up her legs until he settled in the heat between her legs and slipped a finger inside her, he froze before looking up at her through hooded eyes. " your pússy is soaking wet."
Quickly pulling his fingers out, he crawled on top of her and without warning shoved his cock into her. Ivy let out a loud scream before it quickly turned into an incoherent moan as Matteo gave her a hard, open mouthed kiss.

Grabbing her by her hair, Matteo started fúcking her, his cóck pounding into her, his tongue driving inside her mouth.

"Fúck me daddy! Yes, ooh yes!" Ivy moaned. The sensation began to build, becoming more intense with each hard thrust of his cóck.

Matteo tightened his hold on her hair, "Say it again." He growled.

"Fùck me daddy!" She screamed as his díck plunged in and out of her pùssy. His lips moved down her neck, kissing down her collarbone until he reached one rosy, tight bud. Ivy threaded her fingers through his hair as he flicked his tongue over the tight bud over her nipple.

With each stroke of his tongue, each hard thrust of his cóck inside her pússy, the pulse between her legs grew hotter until she was slowly on the brink of orgasm. "I'm gonna cùm , daddy!" She gasped.

Matteo quickly moved his fingers and started rubbing her pulsing clít in time with his thrusts. Ivy's thighs began to quiver wildly, her eyes closed, her back arched and suddenly an explosive swept over her body as she came.
Matteo didn't stop pounding into her until he too was coming. One after another, he shot his cùm into her, his hips slamming hard into her with each expulsion.

Finally, his weight collapsed on top of her. Both laying there panting and heaving, struggling to catch their breath. Ivy wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders and laid soft, gentle kisses on his shoulder as they laid there silently.

"You know.." Ivy whispered in his ear a few moments later, "we still have another hour and I do need a shower, mind if you join me?"

Matteo let a laugh, before lifting his head to look at her. His gaze full of affection and wickedness, "you little minx , don't mind if I do."