“What’s not beautiful about them? They are plump, soft, juicy-”
“Are we talking about my lips or fruit?” She interrupted.
“Your lips are as sweet as a fruit. Nice and ripe; ready for picking.”
“Heath?”
“Hmm?”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Being compared to fruit, wasn’t the sexiest thing.
“That I can do.” He chuckled, before lowering himself down, so they were chest-to-chest and kissed her.
The lethargy that plagued her body only moments ago vanished. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she cradled his body to hers, rubbing against his hard thickness, digging into her hip. Her nails turned to claws, as she clutched him closer to her, needing more.
He thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth mimicking sex, as his hips gyrated against hers. His cock rubbing against the entrance of her sex. Moisture pooled between her legs, slicking the head of his cock.
“Fuck, I can’t wait anymore.” Heath groaned, pulling back from the kiss and resting his head against hers.
“Then don’t.” She was tired of waiting, too. The past few days had been building up to this one moment, and she didn’t want to wait anymore.
His weight was momentarily gone, as he leaned over to the nightstand and pulled out a condom. He sheathed himself and was back in her arms in seconds. He claimed her lips at the same time he claimed her body.
Olivia sighed, as she felt his cock slide all the way in. Heath was right. She hadn’t seen heaven yet. Now, she had. Nothing could feel better than this. His cock stretched her to capacity but not painful. Just when she didn’t think it could get any better, he pulled out and slide back in. Deep thrusts that sent heat flooding her sex. Her body wound tighter and tighter. Shit, she was going to come again any minute.
Heath suddenly sat up pulling her hips up, so her ass was in the air, but her shoulders and head were still on the bed. Heath continued thrusting into her, the new angle rubbing his cock over the front of her womb. Olivia tried rolling her hips, but Heath was in control this way, and when he started rubbing his thumb over her clit in time to his thrusts, she stopped caring and just laid back and let him take her over the edge.
Heath never slowed, as she came back to herself.
“One more, baby.”
He was trying to kill her, but what a way to go. Death by orgasms.
“I can’t,” her body felt depleted and drained.
“You can.”
Heath dropped himself back down over her and cradled the back of her head in one hand, while he stared in her eyes.
Despite her protest, Olivia’s hands slid across his sweat soaked back to grip his hair, as his hips rotated and hit that magical spot, reviving her once again. Her heels dug into his ass, urging him harder faster. Her clit felt swollen and sensitive with every movement. She didn’t know how much more she could take. It was pleasure and pain rolled into one.
Heath’s rhythm picked up, he must be getting close. The bed shook under the force, a loud banging accompanied it, but Olivia was lost in the pleasure to care what it was.
“Oh, fuck,” Heath groaned. “I’m about to come. Come with me.”
Her body a slave to his came on command. Heath kissed her, as he reached his peak groaning into her mouth, as she felt him pour himself into her. Olivia cradled his body with her own not ready to let go.
After a moment, Heath rolled to his back, pulling Olivia to his side. “That was wow.” He panted.
Olivia agreed. No words could describe what had just happened. “Heaven.” Was the only word that came to mind.
Heath kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”
Olivia tilted her head back. “I love you, too.” She noticed a head board out of the corner of her eye. That explained the banging sound. They laid there in silence, until Olivia became aware of how cold the air was and shivered.
Without a word, Heath hopped out of bed and walked out of the door. She was wondering what just happened, when he came back with a rag in his hand. Olivia cleaned herself off, and they both hopped under the covers. She laid her head on his chest, and within moments, she passed out with a smile on her face.
Chapter 33
