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IVY'S POINT OF VIEW.

I bit down on my lips as he locks his bedroom door before turning to me, I slowly walked up to him staring at him up close, I could smell his faded perfume which is already mixed with the vodka he had been drinking.

Our eyes locked for a second but it felt like more, that quick glance into his eyes got my heart beating hard.

Ivy, what are you doing?

"Are we going to do this or what?" I smirked breaking the ice. In swiftness, I was dragged much closer as he places his lips on mine, his hands in my hair.

It was rough, raw and passionate with so much intensity, I closed my eyes clinging on to his hard arms trying to keep up.

His lips so perfectly mounded upon mine, his tongue slid into my mouth in a very demanding way, I unknowingly granted permission, his fingers grip my hair to bring me a lot closer hugging me tight with one hand on my lower back.

His scent engulfed me, it is hypnotizing and addictive, I tried catching a breath but my mouth had a mind of its own.

I can't think straight with his mouth working magic it's like nothing I have ever experienced.

I suddenly felt guilty kissing another man like this, I know it's an open marriage but this kiss...

I withdrew immediately and snake my way out of Wilder's tight hold.

"Is something wrong?" It's kind of funny to see the worry on Wilder's face.

He's probably worried that he might not be getting some anymore. I found my self laughing hard before looking up at a confused Wilder.

"I am not here to make out with you." It's just sex no distractions.

"Wha..." I interrupted him.

"FUCK ME," I said sternly. He looked at me for awhile, my heart beating hard at his intense stare.

I almost regretted my words as I was immediately got picked up from the ground, I wrapped my legs around his hard waist bringing my skirt up, I felt my back hit the hard wall.

Holy shit.

I placed my hands around his neck moving a lot closer to him.

"If you say so." He tugged my shirt making me lift my arms, my shirt was swiftly removed leaving my boobs hanging out.

Yes, I didn't wear bra sue me. It was supposed to be a romantic night in with my husband but now I am pinned on a wall with my nipples pocking out already hard, begging for attention.

I gulped as Wilder looked down at my naked chest making me nervous, he has this dark expression on his face filled with pure lust.

That's a good thing right?

Snapping me out of my thoughts, his lips pressed against mine way more demanding and rough than the last time, I felt his fingers moving up from my lower stomach and stopped on my breast, he let out a low groan into my mouth before he places his thumb and index finger on my nipples, rolling it.

I moaned at the intensity of pleasure that's igniting on my flesh, his lips traveled down my neck, sucking and nibbling.

I bit down on my lips trying to prevent myself from moaning in the most embarrassing way ever. His lips leave my neck trailing down to my shoulders and stops at my boob, his lips replaced his hands.

I couldn't control my moan as my nipple popped into his mouth, I felt dizzy all of a sudden from the intense pleasure. This is the most attention my body as ever received during sex, it foreign and amazing.

I buried my hands in his hair as he sucked on my nipple.

I am going to fucking die.

I lifted his head up, our eyes locked for a moment before I smashed my lips on his, sucking hard on his lower lip.

I withdrew catching my breath for what felt like the first time.

"Stop playing around," I muttered.

I wanted him, I wanted him in me, I want to feel him, all of him.

Without a word, I was swiftly moved and dropped on the bed. I could hear him unbuckling which was an indication for me to remove my skirt, leaving me in my lace panties.

My eyes went to Wilder who is already naked, my eyes trailed down his chest down to his abs, I paused, not wanting to look further down but my lustful eyes had other intentions. My eyes widened as I took in the sight of his hard dick, poking forward, looks thick with veins popping out, it looks almost painful.

It's unlike anything I have seen.

"Never seen a big dick before?" My eyes went back to his face immediately as I saw him tear a condom with his mouth, he gave a wink.

What a huge ego.

"Cole..." I interrupted him immediately after hearing my husband's name.

"Mention my husband's name again and I'll leave you to pleasure yourself." I tried to look as serious as I could look but my wet pussy says a different thing.

"You sure you can handle it?" He smirked, I tried to keep my eyes on him, not as his dick that's been clothed with condom.

"You sure your dick can handle it?" He claims on top of me, his strong hands held mine down.

My breathing became rapid as he moved closer to me, his hot breath fans my ears.

"No." He whispered, immediately I felt my lacy pants rip with one hand.

I was going to complain but I wasn't even thinking straight to, his strong hands on my hips, spreading my legs apart before dragging me closer.

I could feel his dick near my clit, my pussy throbbing and ready.

"Can't handle it." That's all he said before pushing inside me. I let out a loud moan which erupted from the painful pleasure in between my legs.

Just when I thought his entire length was already inside me, he pulled out and pushed in filling me causing me to let out an extremely moan.

"Fuck." Wilder groaned as I moved my hips a little while I dug hard into his back with my fingers.

He pulled out and pulled in again, I could feel my legs shaking at each thrust.

I moaned out in painful pleasure, my stomach tightened as my heartbeat picked up its pace.

He pulled out, I could hardly catch a breath when he pushed back in violently hitting my g-spot.

"F- fuck, don't.." My back ached, I could barely describe the pleasure as he took over my body.

All I could feel was him, he was everywhere and it felt amazing.

He quickens his pace, each time deeper and harder until we were both left undone.

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He rolled to the other side of the bed after both our climax, I could hear our loud breaths like we ran an Olympic.

I can't even describe how I am feeling, I just had the most mind-blowing sex ever, he is not in me but I could still feel him between my legs.

It's was so good that it only took seconds before the guilt came rushing in. I know it's an open marriage and we both are allowed to have sex with other people but I don't know.

I felt like I enjoyed too much and the annoying though that I have never gotten this much pleasure from my husband makes me feel worse.

I found my self sitting up, pulling the covers away from me and setting my feet on the ground.

I need to leave.

"Whoa Whoa Whoa, where are you going?" I didn't even bother looking at Wilder because I felt one look was enough to get me back on the bed.

"To my husband who's next door." Fuck! My husband is next door.

I felt like I disrespected him which makes me feel a lot worse.

O my god did he hear us?

I stood up immediately ignoring the soreness in between my legs as I scanned the room for my clothes.

"Come, stay for the night." Wilder's deep groan sent shivers down my spine.

"Not happening." I turned to him holding my already ripped panties for him to see, he just smirked.

That stupid smirk.

I proceeded to get my shirt and my skirt which has been scattered on the floor.

"No woman as ever left me immediately after sex, you are kind of ruining my reputation here" I rolled my eyes at his statement picking up my shirt.

"I am pretty sure they are the ones feeding your ego." I wore my shirt and proceeded to get my skirt.

"I feel used." Oh please, I feel used my ass.

"Well, you were." I zipped up my skirt, feeling weird without underwear on.

"Ouch." I finally focused on guy the bed who's feelings are apparently hurt.

Lies.

"Bye Wilder," I said as I walked towards his door unlocking it and walking out.