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Olive was frantically trying to take her clothes off, and I couldn’t do anything else but watch her.
How had I gotten so lucky to be here right now?
This morning, things had been great between us, but I had no idea the day would end this way. Life changed in an instant, and right now, I was completely ready for this change.
She finally got her pants off and shimmied out of her underwear. “Are you going to get closer, or just watch me?” she laughed.
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. I toed off my boots and tugged my jeans off.
“Good lord, Cue,” she gasped. “All this time, you haven’t been wearing underwear?”
I shook my head and dimmed the light. “Never been a fan of them.” I stalked to the bed and stood at the side. “Last chance for you to change your mind.”
Olive rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand. “I fully appreciate you giving me many opportunities to bail out, but I don’t need them, Cue Ball. I’m pretty sure I want and need this more than you do.”
That was very doubtful. I had never wanted someone more than I wanted Olive. She was like a forbidden fruit being dangled in front of me, and I couldn’t resist plucking her for my own. “How about we agree that we equally want each other?”
She tugged my hand, and I landed next to her. “Hello, there,” she giggled.
The air around us crackled with anticipation and desire. My hand glided over her hip, and I tugged her close. I closed the distance between our lips and claimed her mouth once again.
Her bare body molded against mine, and she mewled against my lips.
Her lips were soft, and a perfect fit against mine. A deep rush of desire coursed through me as her hands ran over my body, and one wrapped around my shaft.
I pushed her onto her back, our mouths still connected, and her hand stroking me. I caged her in with my arms, and I held myself above her.
The taste of her mouth, the way her fingers caressed my cock was enough to send me over the edge.
This was going to end fast if I didn’t take control.
I pulled her hand away from me, and I settled between her legs.
“I want that,” she laughed.
I pressed a kiss to her lips. “It’s yours, doll, but you need to leave it alone for a bit before this is over before we even start.” My hand trailed over her breasts and down her stomach. I cupped her mound, and she rocked her hips up.
“Please,” she pleaded.
“Please what, doll?” I asked.
She closed her eyes and laid her head back. “Please touch me... there.”
A slick smile spread across my lips. “Here?” I parted the lips of her pussy.
“Yes,” she hissed. “I haven’t... It’s been...”
I knew what she was trying to tell me, and it made me want to beat my chest like King Kong to know it had been a very long time since Olive had been with anyone. “Just you and your imagination?” I whispered.
“Yes,” she gasped.
I pressed a finger to her clit, and she about jumped off the bed. “I’m gonna assume you don’t take care of yourself that often.”
“It’s different,” she purred. “Everything is different with you.”
I circled my finger around her clit, and she rocked her hips again. “Do you like that?”
“Yes,” she drawled. “I like anything you do to me.”
Her breath hitched as my finger sped up, and she raised one leg to plant her heel on the mattress. She gripped the sheets with her hands, and she arched her back. “Feel it, doll,” I urged.
This first time was going to be quick for Olive, too, but I reveled in the thought that I was the one about to set her off like a rocket.
“Oh my god,” she gasped. “How...”
She arched her back, rising off the bed, and my name ripped from her lips. “Oh my god!” she screamed.
Whoa, boy. Olive was a screamer. Under normal circumstances, that was great, but with Rocky just across the hallway, she was going to have to keep that under wraps.
I covered her body with mine and swallowed her moans and mewls of pleasure. Her body relaxed as her orgasm washed through her, and her grip loosened on the sheets.
“My god,” she whispered against my lips. “I did not mean to come that fast.”
“I think that was fucking amazing, doll. We’re going to do that again after I fuck you.” I trailed kisses across her cheek to her mouth. “You’re going to be mine.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”
I leaned back and fell between her legs. I position my dick against her pussy, and slowly push in. Her pussy was like a warm glove wrapping around me. This is what I wanted. I wanted her wrapped around me, and never to come up for air.
I slowly pulled back and then rocked back into her.
“Cue,” she gasped when I sped up. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded.
Nothing was going to make me stop. I was on the brink of exploding inside Olive, and from the way her pussy was contracting and squeezing my dick, she was just as close.
I pressed my thumb to her clit, and her back arched off the bed. “I’m coming,” she groaned. “Oh my god!”
I plunged inside her, her pussy milking me, and I followed her over the edge of ecstasy. “God damn,” I groaned. I fell on top of her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around me. I shifted to the side, and she turned on her side with her head on my shoulder.
“That was...” Olive started, but her soft whisper trailed off.
“Amazing?” I finished.
Her eyes drifted shut, and a blissful smile played on her lips. “Perfect.”
“Amazingly perfect.”
She patted my chest and sighed. “Exactly.”
A comfortable silence settled between us, and her breathing evened out.
“I need to turn off the light, doll.”
Olive raised her hands and clapped twice. The lights turned off, and we were enveloped in darkness.
“You have the clapper,” I chuckled.
“Don’t laugh,” she whispered. “Neither of us had to get up to turn off the light.”
“You got a clapper that locks all of the doors?” I asked. Olive and I had fallen into bed, and I didn’t have a chance to lock up the house.
“No,” she moaned.
I patted her hip. “Stay here, and I’ll be right back.” I rolled out of bed and pulled the covers over her.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she sighed. “I’m pretty sure my legs won’t work for a while after that performance.”
“Mission accomplished then,” I laughed. I grabbed my pants off the floor and tugged them on.
“Hurry back,” she yawned.
She was more than likely going to be asleep by the time I got back into bed. That was okay, though. I planned on waking her up at least one time in the middle of the night to remind her that she was mine now. “Sleep, doll, the night isn’t over yet.”
She hummed softly and burrowed under the blanket.
I softly padded around the house, making sure everything was locked up tight.
I slipped back into her bed, and she wrapped her body around me like we had slept together for years.
“Please don’t leave,” she whispered sleepily.
I buried my face in her hair and drifted off to sleep.
This was where I belonged, and I wasn’t going anywhere.
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