“Everything, just don’t stop, angel.”
She smiles at my praise but shakes her head. “I want to know what you like… please.”
Jesus, could she be any better? A fucking miracle right here on her knees in front of me.
“Grip the base and take me into your mouth.” She does what I say immediately, looking up at me for more instructions. My cock jerks in her mouth, leaking more cum onto her tongue. “Take me deeper.”
Olive opens wider, her hot little mouth lowering further until I hit her gag reflex. She gags and pulls back. I run my fingers through her hair. “Good girl, just like that.”
She does it again, relaxing her throat and taking me deeper. My grip tightens in her hair as she starts bobbing up and down on my cock, taking me deeper with every downward slide. Without prompting, her hand starts sliding on my slick shaft along with her mouth, squeezing tighter than before as her confidence grows.
Before long, my balls are drawn up tight and I’m walking the razor’s edge of release. She takes me deep in her throat andswallows around me. That’s all I can take. My control has been completely wrenched from my grasp by this sweet angel with her lips wrapped around my thick length.
“I’m going to come,” I growl, pulling her away. She makes a whining sound sucking me harder, faster. Her hand shuttling up and down my length until I throw my head back on a roar, my release coating her tongue and spilling out of her lips as she swallows me down. Once she’s sucked me dry, she sits back on her knees and uses her fingers to clean her mouth, sucking my cum from them until there’s no trace of my release left.
My cock twitches at the sight, already half-hard again. Her eyes widen, and she gives me a pleased smile. I don’t give her a chance to speak or move before I’ve lifted her off the floor and thrown her back down on the couch. My mouth descends on her pussy like I’m fucking starving for it, and I am. I want to give her the same pleasure she just bestowed upon me… hell, I want to give her more.
I want her coming on my mouth so good I’m drowning in it. She lets out a little squeal as her back hits the couch, then giggles. Her giggle turns to a gasp as my tongue dives between her folds. I quickly find her clit and circle it with my tongue. I lap at the sensitive nub until her hands are buried in my hair, and her thighs are squeezing around my ears. I push her legs apart, holding her open for me.
I work her up to the edge of release, then stop, moving down to her sweet entrance, thrusting my tongue into the hot well of her pussy. Her hips push up, a low moan falling from her lips.
“Oh God, Harrison…”
“Taste so fucking good,” I growl against her, eating her like I’m starving and she’s the only sustenance left in the world. I fuck her with my tongue just like I would with my cock. Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging at the strands as I work her body over. Wanting more from her, I press my thumb to herclit and rub it in determined circles. Olive’s thighs shake as her orgasm rushes to the surface.
“I’m going to… Oh… Oh my-” Her words are cut off by incoherent moans as her pussy spasms around my tongue, flooding my mouth with her sweet honey. Her back arches off the couch, and her hand grips my hair so tight it’s a miracle she doesn’t yank it out by the roots. My angel comes and comes moaning and squealing. I just keep on licking her. She collapses down to the couch and whimpers as she becomes too sensitive.
I could lick her forever, but I have mercy on her. After one last long lick, I kiss my way up her body, teasing her nipples with my lips and causing her to shudder again.
Our lips meet in a lazy kiss of a well-pleased woman.
“That was…”
I smirk at her loss of words. “It was delicious,” I say, licking my lips, savoring the last bit of her flavor.
Olive turns a pretty shade of pink at my words but doesn’t disagree. “I feel like I should say thank you or something,” she says.
We both laugh. “No thanks needed, angel. That was perfect.”
She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, pulling me in for another kiss. My cock is hard between our bodies. Olive grinds up against it, rubbing her wet pussy all over me. I grip her hip in one firm hand and stop her even though it nearly kills me to do so.
“You’re driving me to the brink of my control,” I growl.
“Oops?”
I dive back down to her mouth, kissing her like I own her. Like she’s mine to keep. Before I lose complete control, I rise off her and quickly tug on my pants, tucking my painfully hard erection inside. Olive pouts but sits up and fixes her shirt, then looks for the rest of her clothes.
She finishes dressing, and I pull her against me, kissing her sweet lips. I don’t want this night to end, but I know if she stays within arm’s length, I will take her again, and this time her virginity will be mine even though I don’t deserve it. Not when I’ve stolen her away from her prospective match. Not when I’m lying to her about my intentions—though I’m starting to question whether it’s a lie or not.
If my goal was to have her as a casual fuck, I wouldn’t have pushed her away tonight… would I? I shake myself out of my reverie, not wanting to dwell too much on those thoughts.
“I should go…” Olive says with obvious regret in her voice.
She doesn’t want to leave… good. I like that she wants to stay even though I need her to leave for more than one reason.
“Okay. My driver will take you home.”
She looks a little sad that I didn’t ask her to stay, but that just can’t be helped. I need her to go for both of our sakes.
