I stared at the ceiling, biting down a moan when I felt his hands roam over my thighs, never quite touching the place I was aching for him. He knelt on the floor beside the bed, lifted my legs so they draped over his shoulders and licked me straight up my centre.
‘Oh, god,’ I whimpered.
‘So close. But it’s actually me. I understand how you could get the two mixed up.’ The humour in his voice broke some of the tension inside me, and I laughed.
‘You’re the most arrogant man I’ve ever met-ah!’ Oliver pressed something against my entrance. Being so closely acquainted with it, I knew he was slowly working the head of my vibrator into my vagina.
As he slowly edged the long length of it inside me, heleaned down and latched onto my clit, sucking on it in such a way that made me throw my hands over my head.
‘Holy shit.’ I panted, feeling the tingle of an orgasm build within me, torturously slowly.
‘So fucking beautiful.’ Oliver growled against my pussy. He slid the vibrator all the way in, letting out a guttural moan when I arched my back. He drew his lips away from my clit, pressing a button the vibrator which sent my hands flying to his head as the delicious sensations took over.
31
OLIVER
Watching her squirm under my touch was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. I growled, taking a bite of her thigh because I couldn’t stop touching her. And seeing her body rock into the toy, practically fucking herself with it, was sending my arousal to an entirely different universe. Her grip on my hair tightened as she started to speed up. I knew her orgasm was only moments away, so I kept up my pace and at the last second, latched my mouth around that nub of flesh and softly nipped it with my teeth.
‘Oliver…’She cried as her lower body spasmed, thighs cinching around my head. She rode out her climax until she was nothing more than twitching limbs and heavy breaths.
I’m not sure what insecurities made her freeze up before, but I intended to show her with my fingers, my words, and my cock that she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met. Inside and out.
‘Oliver, I need-fuck-I need you,’ she babbled, head lolling to one side to see me. I rose to my feet, gently pulled out the vibrator from her pussy, turned it off and tossed it on thebedside table. Her hands reached out, searching for me. I smiled and obliged her silent plea. Crawling up her body, I pressed quick kisses to her stomach, all the way up until I reached her covered breasts.
‘This is a fucking crime,’ I said.
Fallon was still catching her breath as she gazed up at me, her expression free from any lingering fear and anxiety. I wanted to beat my chest in pride that I had been the one to wipe those negative emotions away.
I threaded my fingers under her body, quickly snapped open the clasp of her bra, exposing what were probably the most stunning pair of tits I’d ever seen. Two mounds of peach-cream skin with two pink nipples that were standing to attention, begging for me to suck on them.
Who was I to refuse such a demand? I dipped down and without preamble drew the right one into my mouth, twirling my tongue around the tip. My other hand could barely get all of the left one in my hand but I did my goddamn best. Her voice turned hoarse. ‘Fuck, I usually don’t like that.’
I popped off from her nipple, ‘You saying I’m making you a convert to your own tits?’
She tried to bring her sassy nature to life, but from the looks of it, she was struggling to even string a whole sentence together. Letting out a surprised laugh, ‘No, it’s just guys don’t-‘
‘Sweetheart, stop talking about other guys when my dick is about to ravage your pussy.’ I ground my lower body into her to punctuate my point.
‘I was just saying-’ she began, but once again, I cut her off, leaning down and biting the soft flesh below her ear. Her sudden yelp turned into a long moan. Soothing the sting with my tongue, I brought one hand down to my aching cockand started undoing my jeans, needing to be inside her as soon as possible.
‘The only thing I want you to hear you say, is how amazing I make you feel. How much you love my cock and how hard I make you come. Understand?’ I whispered in her ear.
Her head bobbed in a mess of nods.
I stood, kicking off my jeans and tearing down my boxers, finally freeing my throbbing erection. It bounced off my stomach. I gave it a few slow strokes, needing some relief.
‘Do you know how beautiful you are?’ I didn’t recognise the low timbre of my voice.
Fallon drew her bottom lip into her mouth as she watched me. Her eyes flicked back and forth from my cock to my face. She shook her head. The motion was so subtle I almost missed it.
A slow smirk rose to my lips. ‘Let me show you how fucking stunning you are.’ I snatched a condom from her bedside table drawer and rolled it on. I crawled back onto the bed, nestling my body in the cradle of her thighs.
My cock nudged her entrance but I didn’t push in… not yet.
I watched her facial expressions. For some reason, I needed to know that she was okay. That the panic I’d witnessed earlier was nowhere in sight. My hand wrapped gently around her throat, pulling the sexiest gasp from her. Our foreheads nearly touching; breaths falling in sync. My heart was turning over like a car engine.
‘You good?’ I whispered against her lips.
