"God, you're beautiful," I whisper, taking in every inch of him. His cock is perfect. Not just big but somehow aesthetically pleasing in a way I didn't know a penis could be.
"You're the one who's gorgeous," he says, stroking himself as he watches me touch myself. "I've been waiting for this moment my whole life, Liv."
"It's happening," I tell him, spreading my legs wider in invitation. "I'm ready for you."
“You'd better be, because I'm going all in. I want to make sure you never forget this moment."
He positions himself between my thighs, the head of his cock nudging against my entrance. Our eyes lock as he pushes forward slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. I can't hold back a moan as he fills me inch by inch.
"Fuck," he grunts when he's fully inside me. "You feel amazing."
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "Move," I urge him. "Please move."
Chapter 7 - Hawk
I push into her slowly, watching her face for any sign of discomfort, but all I see is pleasure as her mouth falls open in a silent gasp. The sensation of finally being inside her—inside Olivia—nearly destroys my self-control.
My cock throbs, enveloped in her wet heat, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming on the spot like some inexperienced teenager.
"Fuck," I grunt, fully seated within her. "You feel amazing."
She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper. "Move," she urges. "Please move."
I can't believe this is really happening. What the fuck. I've been dreaming about this moment for so many years, fantasizing about it during lonely nights overseas, during the empty days after I came back to Hope Peak and saw her with Devin. And now she's here beneath me, legs spread, pussy glistening around my cock, her beautiful face flushed with desire—mouth half-opened, eyes half-lidded.
My cock is throbbing inside her. Inside the love of my life. This time I'm not going to leave her. How could I when we're both finally giving in to each other?
I place my hands on her hips and start thrusting forward, fighting every instinct that screams at me to fuck her mercilessly, to claim her completely. But I know it's too soon for that. I need to increase my pace gradually, make sure she's comfortable and enjoying every second and every inch.
Her moans are like a siren's song. Soft and sweet one moment, ragged and desperate the next. Inside this bedroom, nothing elsematters. Not war, not Devin, not even the club. Just us two. We're in our own world, and that's all that matters.
She's gripping the sheets, head thrown back against the pillow, begging for more. "Harder, Tyler. Please. Harder."
I'm so willing to give her what she wants. I hasten my pace, the bed creaking underneath us as I drive into her. Each time I penetrate her, her pussy makes an obscenely wet sound that only drives me wilder. She's so fucking wet for me, and I love it. I keep pressing forward and deeper, never stopping, never slowing.
My bad leg aches with the strain, but there's no way in hell I'm stopping because of that. I've fought through worse pain for less worthy causes. Sweat trickles down my forehead and chest as she reaches up to squeeze her breasts, her lips trembling with each thrust.
"You're so beautiful," I tell her, unable to keep the reverence from my voice. "So fucking perfect."
I grab her by the wrists and pull her to me, scooping her up from the bed. She's pulled into my lap, legs wrapped around my torso, breasts pressed against my chest, her face just an inch from mine, my cock still buried deep inside her. She gasps in my ear, her warm breath sending electricity down my spine.
I start fucking her harder in this new position, my hands supporting her ass as I drive upward. She places her arms around my neck, her forehead against mine as she continues to plead.
"Don't stop," she begs. "God, Tyler, don't ever stop. I love your cock inside me. Love how you feel."
"You feel incredible," I tell her, my voice rough with exertion and emotion. "I'm never letting you go again. Never."
She kisses my cheeks, my jaw, my lips, desperate little kisses that fuel my passion. I fuck her harder and faster until I feel her legs start to shake around me.
"I'm close," she warns, her voice high and breathless. "So close, Tyler."
I don't slow down. If anything, I increase my pace, determined to send her over the edge. I fuck her with everything I have until she's moaning from the top of her lungs, not giving a fuck who hears. And that only makes me want to fuck her more, to push her through her orgasm and beyond.
I lay her back on the bed without breaking our connection and continue pounding into her, relentless in my pursuit of her pleasure. She's arching her back, twitching and writhing beneath me, tears of pleasure running down her face as her pussy clenches around my cock.
The sight of her coming undone beneath me, because of me, is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. My own orgasm builds rapidly, pressure gathering at the base of my spine.
"Liv, I'm close," I warn her, my rhythm faltering slightly. "Fuck, I'm gonna come."
