Ivy's Twisted Vine Redux Latrivia Nelson (best selling autobiographies .txt) 📖

he was with her, Nicola was exceedingly ready to enter her, even though he was also afraid of the effect that it would have on the both of them later. He had never wanted a woman as badly he wanted her right then. He had never desired to please a woman the way that he sought to please her. The surge of emotions was almost alarming to him.

Nicola ran his fingers over Ivy’s shapely wet lips as he watched her undulate erotically under him on his silk sheets. He relished at the contrast in their skin color and the sweet smell of her body until he could no longer fight his urge. He pulled her close and sucked on her breasts making her open her legs wide and wrapped them around his back.

Slowly and carefully, he lifted his large bow hips and pushed through her body feeling the walls of her flower shake in desperation of a new lover. Her mouth parted in both the despair of his large member and the surprise of its forceful yet wonderful entry. She was so beautiful and so warm until the moans that he tried to suppress became impossible to control.

Ivy was overtaken by his power and weak with the pressure of his long strokes that seem shatter every notion that she had ever had about him. As he circled her wet lips with his fingers, he finally slipped his index finger in her mouth and she sucked it softly, creating a tense and warm feeling throughout his body. Pulling her to him, he kissed her passionately.

She held on to his massive body as he willed her to his every desire and killed all the innocents that she once possessed. He was on top of her, behind her, around her and inside of her, pleasing her to no end. His movements dizzied her and left her weak, but still Nicola made her give more.

Nicola watched Ivy carefully making sure not to hurt her. Seeing that she was ready to reach the pinnacle of ecstasy under him as he thrust himself constantly into her, he rubbed the sweat from her forehead and kissed her gently. Feeling that she had been pleased, his thrusts became more powerful, his buttocks tightened and his pushed deep inside of her. Kissing and sucking on her breast and her full, bruised mouth, he felt himself passing the point of control and not far from a very familiar apex.

Disoriented under him, Ivy’s legs quivered as she felt a sudden surge of heat and a wave of shocks that caused her to scream aloud paralyzed with sheer pleasure. Going limp under him, she breathed heavily, heart pounding painfully and stared at him in awe as his body tensed and then thrust widely into her. Gazing into her wide brown eyes, he released himself with a surge of power so strong his vision blurred. He caught his breath with his eyes still fixed on her and kissed her softly.

Nicola was far too heavy a man to lie on top of her. Falling beside her, he threw his large arm around her, cocked one leg up and yawned. It took a moment for Ivy to get her barring. She looked over at him confused and exhausted but finally managing a smile. Their eyes met and he lifted her chin to kiss her again, thanking her for giving herself to him. She felt the warmness of his tongue inside of her mouth and was astonished that it still caused a stir inside of her. They kissed slowly basking in the comfort of his bed and their passionate embrace.

“I’m so tired,” she said nearly hoarse.

“Well, you better get some energy from somewhere, because I’m not finished with you yet,” he nudged her side and pulled her little body closer to him. “Are you happy?” He nuzzled his nose in her hair smelling the familiar lilac aroma.

Ivy spooned under him, feeling safe and happy and closed her eyes. “Very,” she said sliding under his covers. “Are you?” Her lazy eyes lifted to him hoping that she had satisfied him.

“More than I’ve ever been.” He kissed her lips gently and rubbed through her tangled hair.

*

Morning came quickly for Nicola. He found himself under Ivy who lay on his chest sleeping quietly in the nude under his comforter. Looking over at the clock on his nightstand, he was amazed that it was nearly 7:30. He carefully pulled her off of him and reached for his phone. Dialing Brooks, he yawned and stretched trying to drag himself to the bathroom.

“Yeah,” Brooks said pouring a cup of coffee at the precinct.

“You’re already at work?” Nicola closed the bathroom door, ran his fingers over the light switch and turned the water on in the sink.

“It is 7:30.” Brooks tasted his coffee. “Ugh, too sweet. Where are you?”

Nicola yawned again throwing a towel under the hot water. “I’m at home. Look, I won’t be coming in today. So, pass that on, and I’ll get back with you later.”

“Wait! Superman isn’t coming to work?” Brooks chuckled. “Is Ivy there?”

Nicola caught himself remembering that Ivy was not just another girl. “No, man. She left early last night. Believe me, it was totally uneventful. I’m just not feeling good. I think that food last night made me sick.” He lowered his voice to a near whisper as he lied.

“Oh,” Brooks said disappointed that there were no juicy details. “Well, I’ll pass it on. Get better. I’ll holler at you after work.”

“Alright,” Nicola said wiping his face. Hanging up, her realized that he hadn’t called into work in over three years. “I need a break,” he said aloud looking at his tired face in the mirror. He opened the bathroom door quietly, turned off the light and decided to crawl back into bed before Ivy woke up. There was no reason to ruin the morning.

Near noon, Ivy awoke from her peaceful slumber. Nicola was sitting up in bed watching television and rubbing in her