Jamie & Ivy: Bonfire Night

Jamie woke to "Glory Glory," a strange, almost hip-hop version. It took him a moment to realize where he was. He opened his eyes: Ivy's room and bed. No Ivy, but the phone got louder. He was on the verge of calling out then, she appeared.

Ivy quickly turned her alarm off, putting two mugs down in the process. "Sorry. Forgot to turn it off. It's nearly time for the match. I made tea. I had no idea how you took it, so I thought I'd let you try it my way." She laughed, looking very cheerful.

"Thank fuck, that wasn't a dream." Jamie had only been partially joking, but he chuckled. "I'll try anything you want me to."

Ivy laughed. "Match in thirty minutes."

She looked fresh out of the shower, standing there with damp hair in a Man U T-shirt and black shorts, tight enough to show every curve. Jamie's heart rushed.

"We're watching together? Footy all weekend? And Bonfire Night? All real?" He still felt out of sorts, but happy.

Ivy looked at him, a little confused. "That's what we planned, right? But you can go back to your room..."

Jamie cut her off. "No. No, I don't. I thought maybe I dreamed the whole thing. I need to run to my room to grab some clothes. I'll order food. Can you come sit with me whilst I try my tea?" He smiled and pulled the blanket back.

"You have ten minutes. I guess that'll prove it. You and I have plans. Or at least I thought we did." She faked some annoyance. "You remember, you wanted to celebrate Guy Fawkes Day on Friday still? We're skipping classes for it?" She was a little more hesitant than she'd expected to be, walking toward the bed.

"I'm proper homesick. I want to do something a little familiar. Especially with someone who knows what Bonfire Night is. Oh, and fit, smart... amazing." Jamie smiled. He realized he might have sounded like he thought she'd lied. "I'm sorry. I... I... well, even when I saw ya, I did think it was a dream. Even meeting you seems like it was. It's been a brutal few months. Come here, prove you're real, and I'll stop acting like an idiot." He chuckled nervously.

Ivy lay down close, her head on his shoulder, her drink on the table. She got very close to his ear. "I'm sorry it's been difficult. Believe me, it was no dream. Okay, maybe I thought the same when I woke up." She laughed too, though she was less nervous. "I want to keep our plans. Including watching the match. So don't get too comfortable. I want to do all that all over again. And more. But after some football." She giggled a little.

Jamie looked down at her. No vampiric makeup, but still as bold as last night. Still as beautiful. Still as sexy. Even more so without the makeup. "Course we're watching the match first. Priorities!" He drank the rest of his tea and pulled her up for a brief kiss. "I should get them clothes before my cock takes over." He stood up, his dick hard, and uncomfortably put his jeans back on. He left her to drink her tea. He needed clothes, and a shower after the match, hopefully with her.

"Okay, I'll get some snacks and leave the door unlocked. See you in a bit." She got up with her mug. He bolted out the door. She giggled and shook her head. She was still lost in memories of last night when he opened the door.

Jamie was in sleep pants with a devil print on them. "I'm ready for our private watch party." He had a backpack. "We've got five minutes. Want me to find the match?" He kissed her and walked to the chair they had gotten messy in last night, turned the telly on, and opened a streaming service for sports.

Ivy smiled, grabbing some stroopwafels, fruit, and a few waters. "Ready." She set everything down and kissed him.

The pair watched matches, had sex, and talked for the rest of the weekend, the food delivery piling up. They finalized their plans for Friday. Then they continued to meet every chance they got.

On Friday, Ivy woke in Jamie's room. Funny enough, it never seemed that different from hers. It had only nerdy computer art and less impressionist, classical, and absurdist art. At least she always saw Man U and retro games there. She heard him in the kitchen. She got up and put a robe on. She peeked at him making breakfast and dancing. She tried not to laugh as she made her way to the shower. Rounding a corner, she found Blake.

"Excuse me. Sorry," she said, and started to pass him.

"You're here a lot." He had been bitter since the Halloween party. He wasn't used to being tossed aside at all, and definitely not for the roommate he hadn't asked for and didn't want. "Aren't you supposed to be available to your part of the floor?" Blake tried to sound like he was joking, but he sounded bitter.

"They can find me. And it's not really your business what either of us does. It's best you remember that." She was calm but firm. She and Jamie hadn't been seeing each other long, but she didn't appreciate how Blake treated Jamie. He grunted and let her through. She listened for a moment, hearing a door shut but not a word.

Jamie heard them in the hall and knew he wouldn't be waking her with breakfast. He slowed the frantic pace he had been trying to keep, giving her some time. He had gotten used to her weird variation of an English breakfast; he'd even grown to like it. But today, a more traditional breakfast for Guy Fawkes Day. Everything was lined up to make. He stopped slicing the tomatoes and went to check the box on the floor. Inside were a few blankets, fireworks, banoffee supplies, a bundle of wood, and a funny little Guy Fawkes that Ivy had made. The hat and goatee were priceless. He hadn't looked in here when she brought it in last night. He had been too excited to play the Final Fantasy Remake Trilogy with her, even if they hadn't played long. She had been very distracting.

Ivy took a quick shower; she didn't want to delay the breakfast he was making. A little sex after, though. She smiled. She'd need some layers to spend the day in the park, and hopefully she had everything they needed. Except the food, which he said he completely had covered. Turning off the shower, she barely dried off and put the robe on, then came around the corner to see him plating everything.

"Good morning, handsome." She walked to the small counter. "You need help with anything before I get back in bed?" She had a large, glowing smile. Her tits were nearly out and she was still mostly wet. She saw Jamie trying not to laugh. "Cheeky, again. I'll go get in bed and be good."

"I'm sorry, you're just so sexy and you look so happy. That makes me so happy I feel like laughing. And yes, please get your arse in bed. I was hoping to catch you asleep for once." He made a silly face, almost as if he was annoyed but too close to laughing to be believable.

She opened the front of her robe, her expression turning entirely to desire. She rushed off and lay on the bed, naked, hearing dishes clanking together. She started to giggle. The door swung open, harder than he'd intended, she was sure, and her giggle rose to a laugh. "Steady on," she said, laughing. He nearly laughed too.

"Wicked woman. Stop that." He started laughing as he got the tray through the door and shut it behind him. "Naked and laughing. Really? How am I meant to carry this in here?" He finally set the tray on the bed and laughed fully. He reached over to tickle her, and she laughed like mad, finally pulling him down for a kiss.

"I'm very wicked. I've told you that." She laughed again. She looked at him, still smiling. He was so handsome, with those eyes and that smile. She couldn't stop herself. She pulled him down to kiss him again, a lot more hungrily.

"I cannot believe I'm going to say this, but we need to eat. There are a few things left to do. And maybe a little teasing all day... well, that will make them fireworks you bought seem like sparklers." He kissed her quickly and stood up. His dick was hard, but he meant it. He wanted to tease her all day, until she was begging to come back and fuck all night. He sat on the bed beside her and brought the tray up, pushing food toward her somewhat disappointed face.

"All day? I'm supposed to take an entire day and an evening of fireworks, snuggling, and teasing?" She was thinking about how difficult this would be. "But I do get to tease back." She suddenly had a devious look. "Okay. I agree, then." She took some food, smiling as she ate.

Jamie was a little concerned by the shift. He might get more than he'd asked for with this. She would probably absolutely destroy him. Unless he could destroy her first. It was going to be a bit of torture, but it would be an absolute banger of a night. He wondered how long they could keep this up, and he looked forward to finding out. He didn't say anything. He just gave her a smile and started eating.

They both ate and started to get dressed. There were several pokes and stealthy tickles. Jamie grabbed both boxes. Ivy didn't try to take her box, for once; she spent the time teasing him. She grabbed his ass and poked his hips, and as soon as they were at her car, she kissed his neck when he bent to put the boxes in. He stood up and looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "So, you think you will win this?" She nodded yes and got in the car. He got in and smiled at her. "I'm going to destroy you." He kissed her neck and put his seatbelt on.

Ivy intended to destroy him. Make him desperate to fuck. Seeing that confident look on his face somehow concerned her. The kiss on the neck, that was the beginning of something. "Not when I drive. Okay? No touching. We want to get there in one piece." Ivy thought she'd bought herself some time.

"Oh, absolutely. I would never distract you." He smiled, waiting for her to drive. "I do want to tell you, you are so amazing. All the work you put into this to give me a bit of home. You're so beautiful and fun. You're so funny. But..." His smile widened as he watched her trying to pay very close attention. "All the playing games. Or not getting far into one. I do get so distracted by you. Your gorgeous face, your sexy body. I mean, it's so hard not to touch you. To kiss your neck, sit with you nearly in my lap." Her hands gripped the shifter and the wheel tighter. His smile grew. "You biting my ear and neck. You smell so incredible. Your mouth is so soft." She made a little noise and tried to stay focused. "And when I finally give in and kiss you, you taste so good, and your kiss. Oh my fucking God. Turns me on right off. You get my cock hard just being near you. I have the hardest time not touching you. Not rubbing my tongue on your soft skin. Not grabbing your beautiful hips and pushing you over to get to that tasty pussy."

Ivy felt her breath getting faster, her heart racing. Her skin was getting warm. Her pussy was getting wet. She wanted to pull over and fuck him on the side of the road. She knew she couldn't stop this. She'd agreed to it. She had to fight back and not get more turned on. They were only a few minutes from the park. "I do love that." She turned down the road; they were nearly there. "I love breathing in your ear, how good it feels. I love the way you smell when I'm so close to you. Moving my tongue down your neck, to your chest. Moving down to suck and kiss your hips. You taste so good." He'd gone quiet. She slowed the car as they drove into the park entrance. "And your cock. Oh, J, your cock. You taste so good. And you fit in my mouth so perfectly. And that vein that..." She parked the car. "That I am absolutely going to be licking soon. Because I'm going to destroy you." She smiled and got out of the car.

Jamie took a moment to move. His cock was hard. He already thought he'd have to pack it in. He needed to get hold of himself. Or maybe her. Damnit, he thought. No. You can do this. He got out of the car; she already had the boxes. He took the opportunity. He put his arms around her. He could feel her shudder a little. He leaned close to her ear. "I'm going to destroy you later. But I'm not packing it in so early. I'm going to make you beg me. Then you will cum so hard for me. For now, take the teasing." Jamie stayed close.

Ivy held the boxes tight to her. She made it to the covered table next to the fire pit. She turned fast and grabbed his cock. "Just what I thought. Already hard. I know you don't really want to tease me. You want to fuck me. I won't beg. You will." She had an evil smile on her face as she looked at him.

"I'm near your sexy ass. Course I'm hard. But I want to hear you beg. I want you to need it." He was looking in her eyes and breathing fast.

He did want to fuck her, but if he could get her to beg, he'd know she was his. He already didn't want to lose her. Not her gorgeous face. Definitely not them perfect tits. Not that warm, wet, pretty pussy of hers. Not the part of her that played games with him. Nor the part that sat and watched footy with him all weekend. Everything about her, perfect for him.

"I want you to need me. Even if I have to wait, hard as a rock, for it." He looked at her like he was putting down a challenge.

Ivy still had her hand over his cock. Fuck, she wanted him. But if she got him to beg, she'd have him. His phenomenal dick. His stormy blue-gray eyes. That absolutely squeezable ass. The game-playing, match-watching him. The sweet and amazing nerd, all of him. She didn't let go. She moved in closer.

"You'll beg. Either way, to be honest. You'll beg me to fuck you, or you'll beg me when I won't stop. You can't win this, Jamie. But I know I will win no matter what." She matched his look.

Jamie took her hand and turned her around, bringing it behind her. He bit her neck softly, breathing in her ear. "Well then, we continue. We'd better get everything together for the bonfire. This is going to be the best one I've seen. Twenty years of them. Huge parties. Big events. And today, with you, the best Bonfire Night I've ever had. You, begging at the end, well, that will be the best part." He let her go and put his hand down into her joggers. Before his hand even made it between the lips of her pussy, he could feel she was so wet. "Fuck, Ivy, I don't know how you're resisting. I feel how wet you are." He slid his hand out and grabbed her face, kissing her. Then he released her to start getting ready.

Ivy nearly fell forward. She held the table for a moment, then sat as he opened the box with food in it. "For fuck's sake, Jamie. You must love cooking. That huge breakfast, which was amazing, but you have to stop assuming I can eat that much. Or this much." She spread her arms out, laughing, as he kept pulling more items out. "It's going to be great. Almost as great as you begging me at the end."

Jamie smiled to himself. He began to not care who was begging. He was so happy. This had been a massive effort on her part too, with class, her RA responsibilities, them together so much. And she still found this place, got supplies, and made him a little guy.

"So we're going to make some new traditions. First up, the fire. And I may have given the spuds a bit of help." He winked at her. "Just don't tell me mum." He started laughing. "This place you found, it's brilliant. Not a soul around. So... I'm sure we'll think of something to do until the fire is hot enough."

"I'll keep that in mind. The first time I talk to your mum, I won't say, 'Jamie broke Bonfire Night tradition. He wanted to get to the sex part faster. And so did I.'" Ivy really laughed at the cringing face he was making. "So, we need a fire. I should start that. And I'm so glad you kick-started the potatoes. Raw potatoes are terrible." She laughed again as she crouched down to start the fire.

Jamie sat with some oil and salt, pulling out the foil. He was about to tease Ivy, and as he finished wrapping the spuds, he turned to say something... The fire was already started, and she was bent over, looking for the right-sized piece of wood. He moved over carefully and grabbed her by the hips. "You're so sexy." He started to massage her hips. "And you feel incredible." He slid his hands into her joggers to massage her skin. He heard a moan from her before she stood.

Ivy had a small log in her hand. "Okay, the teasing may come to an end soon. That felt way too good. But first, the fire probably needs a few minutes, and then we can put the jacket potatoes in it. You ready to stop teasing?" She looked him in the eyes, a bit serious but still showing the excitement.

Jamie pulled her in, kissing her again. "I can stop. Well, at least some. We have hours before we're home. I have the potatoes ready. You can help me with a few other things, though." He smiled up at her. He was glad they were starting early. More time to play and tease, but he'd get back to his room early.

She sat next to him and helped with a few things, wrapping everything until it was ready to go on the fire. The potatoes went in. They sat facing each other.

Ivy put her hands on his strong thighs. "It is pretty empty here." She hadn't seen anyone this whole time. "I can think of something to do with this time."

He started to reach for Ivy, but she pushed his hands back. She lay back on the bench, pushing him back a little. His cock was showing through his joggers. She pulled them down a bit, his dick coming out. Jamie started to protest, but Ivy kissed him. Then she moved down to lick the tip of his cock. Jamie looked around, still no one. He relaxed a little, feeling her tongue glide down his dick. He pulled her hair back gently, watching her mouth close on the tip of his cock. He forgot where they were, thinking only about her warm, wet mouth pulling him in more and more. He looked at her. She was on her elbows, legs crossed, his cock in her mouth, moaning. He remembered where they were, but he didn't want it to stop. He kept watching, knowing it would make him come faster. Seeing her slide her tongue and mouth over his dick. She licked up to the tip of his cock, her mouth open and moaning. Fuck, he needed to cum. He was so hard and it felt so good.

Ivy looked up at him. His eyes were open and watching, then closed, him moaning. She pulled him in again. His dick felt so incredible in her mouth. She felt a tug on her hair as he moaned, loud and deep. She licked around the tip again and then pulled him deep into her mouth. She could feel him moan after he cried out from the surprise and pleasure. She pushed her tongue against him and slid up fast. She licked over the top, again and again. She wanted his cum so much. He had barely loosened his grip on her hair. She pulled him to the opening of her throat. Her mouth was so wet she was basically slobbering on him. He cried out again, his cock pulsing. She pushed a little more. He let out a low moan that she could feel. He shook some. She barely moved back and took him in further. He started cumming. It was like a fountain, he was cumming so hard. She pulled back just enough to swallow every bit of it.

She lay back, licked the corners of her mouth, and lightly brushed her face with her fingers. "That's better." She smiled at him.

"Oh my God. That was... what's better than amazing?" He was still breathing quickly. "I can't believe you did that here. We could be caught. But F U C K!!" He leaned down and bit the side of her neck.

"Let's walk and waste a bit of time." Ivy winked at him as she got up, and he took her hand as they walked. "Oh, we really aren't that likely to be caught. No one else reserved any of the covered shelters, and the actual playground is nearly two blocks away, with a pond dividing it from this area. I expected no one to be here, to be honest."

Jamie looked at her with a surprised expression. "You did everything you could for us to be alone?"

"Yep, just like I made a small, highly flammable 'guy.' I know it's not really common anymore, but it sounded fun. However, I can't have anyone thinking we... have bad intentions. Is it helping with how homesick you've been?"

"I haven't felt that at all this past week. Thanks to you." He pulled her in closer, putting his hand around her waist. "Today... I get a small tradition from home. And I'm spending it with you. It's been brilliant so far. Even before you wrapped those luscious lips around my dick. Seeing everything in the box you brought, you finding a place to just be alone together." Jamie stopped and pulled her in. He looked at her very intensely. "I don't have words for how you've changed everything for me. I want to make you so happy." He smiled at her. "And I think I want to prove that right now." He walked her over to a large, shady tree, pushing her against it.

"I'm not going to tease this time. I want to watch you cum." He pulled her hands above her head and kissed her very hard. He slid his hands down her body, moving her joggers down enough to see her pussy.

Ivy left her arms up; she was so fucking excited. She felt her body getting hot. Her nipples were so hard and her pussy so wet. Feeling her bare ass against the tree and the cool air on her pussy, she cried out. Jamie looked at her again, his hands spreading her legs. He continued to look in her eyes as he rubbed her pussy. She moved her arms to grab his head. He immediately put them back, shaking his head no at her. She felt like she could catch fire. She felt his hand over her pussy. She moaned loudly.

"Jamie." She looked in his eyes. "I want you to make me cum. No more teasing. I've wanted you all fucking day. Please."

Jamie heard "please" and nearly went mad. He'd done it. She felt a need for him, the need he always felt for her. "You begged." He pushed his fingers between the lips of her pussy. She moaned loudly. "Like that?" She moaned at him, closing her eyes. He stepped closer. Jamie reached into her T-shirt and pulled her bra down. He felt the weight of her huge boobs in his hands as he rubbed his thumbs over her hard nipples. She cried out and started to moan loudly. He looked around again. He leaned down and kissed each nipple. With her shirt raised, he looked at her large nipples, now tight and darker. He started to lick, rubbing a hand down to her exposed pussy.

Ivy felt her nipples in the cool air, then his warm breath and his mouth on her. She grabbed the back of his head again. She put her hand into his very short hair and pulled. She felt his moan on her. His hand slid between the lips of her pussy. He moaned on her again. His fingers gently glided over her wet pussy. Both of them were moaning.

"Fuck, you feel good. I want to feel you cumming. I want to hear you screaming. Tell me how much you want me." He slid his tongue across to her other nipple and pushed a finger in her. She let out a scream.

Ivy was nearly panting. "It feels so fucking good." Her nipples were so hard, every movement making her scream. He held his finger in her pussy, not moving. He breathed warm air onto her nipple. "Please don't stop. I really fucking want to cum for you. Please, I want you to watch me cum. Fuck, Jamie, I need you to make me cum." She pulled at his hair again.

Jamie looked in her eyes again. He could see it. He pushed his finger far into her pussy. She started to scream. He flicked his tongue over her nipple and finger-fucked her faster. He watched her eyes close and her mouth open, screams coming out. He felt her shake, her pussy tight. "Yes, gorgeous. Cum for me. You're so wet. You feel so good. You taste so good." His hand moved so fast his palm hit her pussy. Her hard nipples felt so tight and tall on his tongue. "Your tits taste so good. Now cum."

Ivy started to shake uncontrollably. She let go. She started to scream. She felt her body start to cum hard. She felt the cum rush out onto him. She couldn't believe how hard she was cumming. She screamed out. "Yes, J, yes. Oh my fucking God. I can't stop." She kept shaking and cumming for what felt like forever. She loved it. Finally she felt herself stop, felt cum drip onto his hands and onto her thighs. She collapsed against the tree and let him go.

"Wow. Ivy." He couldn't believe how much he loved it. "We should tease more often. You... fuck... you needed that. Watching you cum. Oh, fuck."

Ivy laughed as her body still shook. "I can't believe I came like that. It was incredible." Her shaking was slowing down. "I feel so satisfied." She kissed him. "But I still want to fuck you." She felt his hand brush her back as he pulled her pants back up, his hand wet against her. Then he pulled her bra up. He pulled her into him and kissed her.

"Let's go clean up and finish our night. The fireworks will seem boring after that, though." He looked at her. "You're fucking amazing." He held her by the waist, walking away from the tree. A car was driving toward them.

Ivy laughed. "Poor fuckers missed a show." She loved being out here where they could be caught. But they hadn't been.

When they got back to the covered table, whoever was in the car was gone. The flames were dying. They started to work on the food again, trying to focus on the food and the fire, both waiting for their chance to fuck. Ivy's plan was different from his; she wasn't waiting to get back to their rooms. He got the potatoes out, and she got the fire roaring again. They set some fountains off to start the fireworks, the sun not fully down.

Jamie held Ivy, watching fountains spray a rainbow of colors. She got up to light the last one as the sun finally faded. He asked about the package left in the box. It read: Los Muertos cake aerial set.

"It will be the finale. First we can burn the guy and drink some of the cocoa you made. I know I should use the fireworks first. But for once, I'm getting cold." It wasn't strictly true. It was a bit cool, but she had her pullover and blanket in the box too. She just needed to distract him for a minute. Making these British s'mores he planned and getting the hot cocoa out would be enough. She walked the short distance to the car and pulled out another little doll, made the same way but with a different hat and clothes.

Jamie had the blanket out, had poured some cocoa, and was putting the banoffee baskets in the fire. "Everything okay?" He picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her.

"Oh yes." She loosened the blanket. "You'll be in here with me soon." She pulled the guy out of the box and handed him the blanket back. "What was the tradition? Penny for the guy?" She smiled.

"Yeah." He laughed. "You know too much." He winked at her. "I don't have a penny, you know. No one does anymore. Come here with your funny doll."

Ivy pulled the other from the back of her joggers. "So, what about quid for the wanker?" She handed him this one. The doll had an American football helmet on, using that term even more loosely than pilgrim hat, and a jersey with a 6 on it.

"Brilliant!! This is... it's... oh my God, Ivy. You are so funny when you're thoughtful." He truly laughed and was truly touched. He was holding a small Blake. He nearly doubled over with laughter. Calming a bit, he looked again, touching the tiny details. He needed to stop thinking this way; he had already started feeling loved up and was fighting it. But he wasn't going to be entirely soppy about this. He pulled her in for a passionate kiss, leaning on the sex they'd had and focusing on making her cum again.

Ivy was a bit overcome by his reaction. She was trying not to fall for the boy who could absolutely disappear any time. It would be bad enough to give up the sex with him; it was like he was custom-made to make her cum. But to lose her heart too, that was a bit much, especially after a week. She grabbed him tightly, kissing him back and thinking about the fireworks she wanted to start with him.

They sat down, banoffee on a paper plate cooling off and disposable cups of cocoa nearby. Ivy leaned into him first, kissing his neck and pulling the blanket around them. Jamie didn't hesitate to undo her bra, then rubbed his hands down her back. She moaned, pulling back slightly. She put her hands on the bottom of his shirt and started to pull it up slowly. He shuddered and pulled her shirt off, kissing her collarbones as the shirt cleared her head. Ivy pulled a banoffee off the plate and held it to his lips. He laughed a little and opened his mouth, and she gently placed it between his lips. Before he could put his hand up to take a bite, she had her lips near his. They both bit, a small piece falling onto her tits.

"I've got this," Jamie said in a deep, excited voice. He licked the toffee piece off and continued to lick. "Don't want to miss any." She leaned back.

"We shouldn't be wasteful." She moved her legs over his and leaned back again. The blanket still mostly covered them. "Let me make it easier for you."

Jamie smiled. "You're making it hard. But in the best possible way." He started to lick again, intentionally avoiding her nipples as they got harder. He watched how high, tight, dark, and absolutely beautiful they had become. "Your nipples are so beautiful. You're so sexy. Fuck, I'm hard." He pulled her up a bit, against his hard cock.

Ivy breathed heavily, her voice deepened and lustful. "Yeah, you're making them hard too. Fuck, your cock feels good, even like this."

She pulled at him, trying to get him on her. He put his hands under her arms, stopped her, and moved her to the table over the bench. He swiped items onto the ground as he stood and pushed her back. He put the blanket over her, letting her settle, then pulled it down, exposing her tits to him. He started to lick her nipples slowly. She started to moan, putting her hands on his face.

"You taste good." He moaned against her as he slid his tongue to the other side. She nearly answered, but when his tongue touched her nipple, it came out as a loud moan.

She couldn't stop herself. She hung her hand off the back of the table. "It's the toffee. Feel free to get it all."

Jamie looked at her, holding her in his gaze again. "It was better after the toffee." He hungrily started to suck her nipples, making her nearly scream. He looked up again, her eyes opening again. "I want to just devour you. Please?"

He saw a different look, unlike any other time. She looked wild and urgent. She nodded yes, almost as if it was too much to answer him. Jamie started to flick her nipples, fast, firm, hungry. He could feel her shake. He pulled a nipple into his mouth slowly, and a loud, primal noise came from her. He sucked hard, then softly, pulling her nipple between his teeth. She screamed and shook more; he slid his tongue across and did it again. She arched her back and let out a loud scream. She was nearly shaking the table as she came, him kissing her nipples softly.

Ivy was breathless and even more excited, but she needed to pause. "I need to drink something. I am not even close to being done with you." She slipped off the table. She picked her shirt up off the ground, shook it, and put it on, stopping him from covering up. "Two things left, and I have something else for you." She rubbed her hands over his chest. She got the firework cake and placed it in the ground several feet from them. Then she picked up the dolls. "Tradition, right?"

She threw the guy and he threw Blake. They burned fast, even with the fire starting to die down. She convinced him very easily onto the table to watch. She lit the fuse, walked to the table, and climbed to the top with him. She took her shirt off, pulling the blanket around them. She settled into him, her head on his chest. They watched the first firework.

Jamie watched a stream of rainbow shoot up into the air, separating into individual colors and ending with a bright burst of silver. "I've never seen someone do this up close. They're great. Thank you." He kissed her forehead and pulled her in.

Ivy took the opportunity. She started to kiss and lick his chest, biting his nipples. He hadn't expected it and let out a deep moan. She could feel it more than hear it. The fireworks were loudly popping into the air. She got him on his back with a few movements and moved close to his ear. "Watch them. Not me. You'll start feeling some fireworks soon."

Jamie did as he was told. He watched the colors and felt her tongue and mouth on his chest. He wanted to look at her, but he also wanted to feel this the way she had planned. He felt her pull his joggers down and kiss his thighs and hips. His cock was hard, nearly throbbing now. Then she was on him, naked. He grabbed her, not caring about the fireworks shooting into the sky. She kissed him, then moved to bite his neck. He grabbed her waist and firmly pressed his fingers into her back. He pulled at her until they were face to face. He started to bite her neck and shoulders. She was biting him too. He pulled her more firmly, her tits in his face. He cupped them and started to lick. Her back arched, and she moaned enough that he could feel it. He started to bite. She put her hands on his chest, nearly squeezing him as she held on. She kept her back arched and started to move her hips. Her pussy pushed against his stomach. He could feel how wet she was getting and the moans she was making. More explosions shot into the air. She moved down once she started to shake, her pussy over his hard cock. The blanket fell onto his legs. She sat on him, legs spread, him feeling her getting wetter as she rocked against his cock. He grabbed her hips, just moving with her. He was definitely feeling fireworks now. He could feel her moaning, her sliding on his cock until she came. His cock was covered. He wanted to say how good she felt, but the explosions were loud. Her eyes had been closed. He had seen her mouth open. He felt the moan she was letting out. There was something hot about not hearing her, being able to see her mouth and the expression on her face, to feel the moan that had to be loud but came out silent to him.

Ivy loved this. The total release of hearing only the fireworks and not him. Only feeling his moans. His face looked like he was ready to explode. She moved slightly after she'd cum. She slid his dick in easily. She felt a rumbling; he must have really enjoyed this. It made her more excited. She leaned back, put her hands on his legs, and started to ride his dick. His hands came up, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. She was screaming. She felt him deep inside her. Sitting up again, she felt his full cock in her. She screamed louder. His hands moved to her hips and followed as she pushed up and down on his dick. She moved faster and pushed down harder. She was getting so close. She felt that rumble from him, his cock filling her wet pussy. He tightened his grip on her hips, his dick pulsing inside her. She put her hands over his and let him take over. He started to push so fast and so hard. She started to shake as she smacked onto him and felt the rumbles. His cock pulsed in her. He opened his eyes. He stared in her eyes, and she completely gave in.

Jamie felt Ivy shaking. Her pussy was tight and pulled his cock in. He knew he'd cum any moment. He kept up the fast movement of her fucking him. She shook hard. Her pussy felt like it was vibrating on his dick. He came inside her the second he felt her cum start to pour onto him. The fireworks went quiet and he could hear her loud scream. She kept shaking long after he was done. He didn't stop. She started to cum again. Finally she collapsed on him. He pulled the blanket up and held her.

They said nothing. They just looked at each other for a while. Eventually they got up. They needed to get to his room. He needed to show her again, and maybe again, how much he appreciated the night.

They lay in Jamie's small bed, drifting off to sleep, already thinkin, they wanted more...