When her eyes meet mine, I dip my head back down, holding her open for me as I devour her, flicking at her clit and circling it with my tongue, dipping inside her until she’s panting, her hips rocking against my face and her chest heaving. When I let go of one of her legs, sliding a finger inside her and hooking it up as I suck hard, she detonates, crying out her release. I want to stay down here forever. Eat her until she comes for me again andagain, but my cock is rock hard and leaking, practically begging to be inside her.
“God…” Olivia gasps as I press kisses to the inside of her thighs, her stomach, her breasts as I crawl up her body. “You’re so good at that.”
“For you,” I say, resting on my forearms and pressing my lips to hers, sliding my tongue inside her mouth, letting the taste of our releases mingle together. It’s wet and filthy and, somehow, absolutely perfect. “Only for you.” Reaching down, I curl an arm under her knee, spreading her wide and sliding my cock through her slit, our moans mingling as I coat myself in her. “You’re mine, Liv. Can I show you?”
Wrapping her legs around me, she tangles her fingers in my hair and rocks her hips up against me. “Please,” she says quietly, an understanding in her tone, as if she knows what this is. What this means. “Show me I’m yours. You’re mine too.”
My heart clenches at her words. Ones I’ve wanted to hear from her for so long I can hardly believe they’re real now. There are so many things I want to say. So many words tumbling around my head that I don’t think she’s ready for yet. So instead of telling her how I feel about her—how I’m head over heels, utterly and irreparably in love with her—I show her.
Pulling my hips back, I reach down and grip my cock, guiding it to her entrance, sliding just the tip inside. Her pussy clenches around me, and I groan at the feel of her. Wet. Tight. Perfect. Shit. “No condom,” I mutter. I start to pull back, but she stops me with her heels pressed tightly to my ass.
“Don’t,” she says, pressing her lips to mine. “I want to feel you. All of you. With nothing between us.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, lifting my head so I can look at her.
“So sure. I trust you.”
Somehow, it’s those words that have my heart tumbling out of my chest and straight into her hands as I rock my hips forward, easing into her slowly, letting her adjust to my size.
“Shit, you’re so big.” She inhales sharply, pressing her head back into the mattress as she clamps around me.
Stroking her face with one hand, I pull back and rock forward again gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I’m the perfect size for you. Breathe, baby; we’ll take it slow.” Snaking a hand between us, I rub soft circles around her clit, feeling her inner walls relax, a breath gusting out of her as I slide the rest of the way inside, bottoming out and sealing our bodies together, andfuck. I drop my forehead to hers, breathing deeply and trying to yank myself back from the edge.
“You feel so good,” Olivia praises, tightening her legs around me.
“I feel good because this pussy was made for me. Only me.” Dropping my head, I crash our mouths together, winding my tongue around hers and kissing her deeply as our bodies adjust to the feel of each other. My heart thuds and my head spins, and I want to stay buried inside her just like this for the rest of my damn life. “Tell me,” I practically plead. “Tell me this pussy is mine. That you’re mine.”
“It’s yours,” she rasps, trying to rock her hips up and groaning in frustration at the way my body pins her to the mattress. “I’m yours. Only yours. Now move, Bry. Fuck. I need you to move.”
Dipping my head, I scrape my teeth down her neck, nipping at her collar bone and licking it to soothe the sting as she writhes beneath me. “I love the way my name sounds coming out of your mouth while I’m buried inside you. Before we’re done here, you’re going to scream it.”
Olivia grabs two handfuls of my hair and yanks my head up so I’m looking at her, sly smile on her face as my cock jerks inside her at the sharp sting of pain. “Make me.”
Motherfucker.
Pulling out almost to the tip, I push back in with one rough thrust that has a moan tearing from her throat, her eyes rolling back in her head. I do it again, taking her in firm, steady strokes that have pleasure bubbling in my veins, my blood heating at the noises she makes, the sound of our bodies slapping together. And when Olivia grips my hair tighter and moans out, “Nothing in the world has ever felt as good as you inside me,” my tattered control snaps.
I take one of Olivia’s hands, lacing our fingers together and pressing them into the bed above her head as I speed up my strokes, angling my hips to hit her clit every time I thrust back in. She meets me stroke for stroke, our bodies moving in perfect sync, and I know she’s right. Nothing in the entire world has ever felt as good as the two of us together. It’s incredible. Perfect. Written in the goddamn stars.
“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” she grits out, her hand tightening around mine, her tits bouncing with every punishing thrust.
“Fucking never,” I rasp out, dipping my head to take one of those gorgeous tits into my mouth, sucking on it and circling her nipple with my tongue until I can feel her pussy fluttering around me, her legs trembling where they’re wrapped around my waist. “I can feel how close you are. How tightly your pussy is gripping me. You want to come, Liv? You ready to soak my dick?”
“Oh my god, yes,shit,” she screams, as I graze my teeth over her nipple, grinding my hips down hard on my next thrust, satisfaction arrowing through me as she calls out my name.
“Brian,fuck!” Olivia explodes around me, her pussy clenching me so hard my vision blurs, and I stave off my release through sheer force of will, my need for this not to be over yet stronger than my need to spill inside her.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur, kissing along her jaw before taking her mouth with mine, slowing my hips to work her through her release and hold off my own. “You feel so good when you come around me. I want to feel it one more time.”
“I can’t,” she pants, her eyes dropping closed, her body melting back into the mattress as her release ebbs. “There’s no way.”
Chuckling, I roll us until she’s sprawled on top of me, pushing myself up into a sitting position, still buried inside of her with my back against the headboard. “You can,” I say, taking her face in my hands and kissing her, thrusting up into her gently as I push my tongue into her mouth, pouring everything I feel into the kiss, ignoring the pleasure pulsing through me as I work her back up again. “You will. Give me one more. You feel so good, the way you take me. So perfect. Be mine, Liv.”
“I am yours,” she whimpers breathlessly, tangling her fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck, rocking her hips in time with mine and spreading her legs to take me even deeper.
“Fuck,” I growl, dropping one of my hands between us to roll my thumb over her clit, watching her eyes glaze over as her pleasure builds again. “Ride me, baby. Show me how well you take this dick.”
Snaking my other arm around Olivia’s waist, I slam my mouth back to hers in a kiss that is wet, messy, and scorching hot as her hips rock frantically, chasing her release. And when she bucks over me, a frustrated moan tearing from her throat, I thrust up, giving her the friction she’s looking for.
