He moaned and let me play with his mouth for as long as I wanted.
Then I was in his arms again, my legs barely wrapped around his back, one arm circling his neck, the other gripping his hair in a tight fist, and we were moving.
I was as high as a kite, all dopey and smiley. I doubt I would’ve minded if he’d taken me to hell in his arms.
When my back hit a soft mattress and I bounced, I opened my eyes to see that he had brought me to his room.
There was just enough light coming from outside for me to watch him take off his shirt and then go for his jeans. While he kept his eyes on me, I propped myself up on my hands and chose to watch him undress for me.
Those abs…
Second Ovaries explosion.
I had a very detailed plan of how I was going to lick and kiss every line.
“Move up, Olive,” he said, gesturing with his chin before he took off his briefs.
And it was a good thing, too, because I wasn’t sure if I could watch him take off his briefs and not say something that would surely embarrass me, so I pushed myself up toward the pillows. The moment I was settled down, Jason was crawling on top of me, his hands on either side of my face.
When our gazes met…
I was a goner.
His eyes still staring down at me, he reached to his left and opened a drawer, presumably taking out a condom—I’d already gone through his room and knew that’s where he had a few of them lying around.
He put the edge of the foil packet in my mouth and pulled it away when I had it between my teeth.
“Put it on me, Olive,” he murmured against my neck, dropping the condom on my stomach.
How was I supposed to move my arms or any part of my body when he was kissing and licking my skin like that? When I didn’t move, he nudged my neck with his nose.
“Please, Olive. I can barely hold it together.”
With shaky hands, I reached for the condom I couldn’t see, and then reached down and touched something hard and thick, something that bobbed. Before I could attempt to put it on him, Jason’s lips were on mine and he was groaning into my mouth. Forgetting about the condom, I slipped my arms around his shoulders, but before I could get into it, he stopped and pulled his lips away.
“Don’t stop. Put it on, baby.” His voice was so thick, so seductive.
“But, how am I—”
His pushed my legs open with his knees and then his cock was stroking my pussy.
Oh my god…
I groaned and let my legs open wider for him.
“If you want me inside you, look at me and put it on,” he repeated again.
Barely holding his stare, I reached down and grabbed the thick length of his cock, stroking it once, twice.
Growling deep in his throat, Jason bit on my neck, gently sucking the skin.
Because I was dying to have him inside me, I stopped playing and slowly rolled the condom on him.
And rolled.
And rolled.
And rolled.
Holy crap!
The moment my fingers left him, Jason pushed his hips forward and the head of his cock pushed at my opening. I gasped with equal amounts of pleasure and pain.
From somewhere in the house, Jason’s phone started ringing.
“Don’t think about it,” he murmured and pushed in a little bit deeper.
I didn’t think about it. I arched my neck and moaned quite loudly.
“More?” he asked in between my heavy breathing.
“Yess,” I moaned as he kept pushing in without waiting for my answer. Then he was retreating and easing back in again.
My body getting used to him, I tried to hold his stare to let him see how good it felt to have him go deep in my body.
When the head of his cock hit that magical spot, my eyes fluttered closed and he stopped moving. No retreating. No pushing back in.
I was completely full, in every way that counted. It felt like my whole body was trembling under him. He dropped to his knees but kept his body over mine. I sensed his fingers pushing my hair away from my face and then his lips were against my temple, leaving a tender kiss. I opened my eyes and gazed into his.
“Olive,” he whispered.
One word.
How could he affect me like he did? How could one word out of his mouth touch my heart like that?
“In all the ways that matter, I’m your first, Olive. Do you understand?”
He didn’t have any idea how right he was. In all the ways that mattered, he was my first, and after this whole deal ended, he would probably be my last. No one…nothing would ever make me feel like he was making me feel right then.
I nodded.
His eyes open, he touched his lips to mine. Gently, softly. I closed my eyes to hide my feelings and kissed him back. He pulled his hips back and pushed in deep. Hard.
“You’re perfect sweetheart. You’re perfect and now you are all mine.”
My brows snapped together and I gasped into his mouth. He didn’t break the kiss.
Another deep thrust rocked my body forward and he ate up my moan.
“Jason,” I groaned when he gave me enough space to breathe.
“Is it just as good for you?” he asked. There was something hidden in his voice, something that told me he was surprised.
I gave him a lazy grin.
He smiled back. “Look at you taking me all in,” he said softly. “Good girl.”
Another deep thrust and my breath hitched.
“You’re so fucking deep,” I gasped.
“You like it, sweetheart? You like it deep?” Knowing what he was doing, he hit that spot and I whimpered. “Sweetheart,” he muttered, getting my attention. “Talk to me.”
“It fee-els soo go-od,” I whimpered. To my horror, I felt a tear slide down from my eye and into my hair.
Jason cupped my face and wiped the coming tears with his thumbs.
“Easy, baby.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered as he kept working his cock into me, his movements gentle. “Just…a little overwhelmed, I think.”
“I know,” he murmured as he kissed my closed eyes. “I know, baby.”
He took me, body and soul. Soft, long strokes alternated with hard, shallow ones. I was spent. Our moans echoed in the room and every noise he made spurred me on more.
“You’re creaming around my cock. Are you gonna come for me, beautiful?” Jason asked. His mouth was next to my ear, his heavy breaths warming my neck and sending shivers through my entire body. All the while he was sliding his cock as deep as it could go.
“Jason, it hurts so good,” I whispered as I held on to his forearms, digging my fingers into his flesh, trying to move my hips with his thrusts.
The pressure inside me was building and building and building… It was driving me crazy.
Completely out of my mind.
“Jason, I’m gonna come,” I gasped.
“Yes, baby, I can feel it. I can feel you squeezing my cock already.”
“Faster, please.”
“No.”
One deep thrust.
“This will feel better. We have no reason to rush. Just let it go, sweetheart. Give it to me.”
He kept working his cock into me at his own pace, not quickening, not slowing down.
I slid my hands up and onto his shoulders and felt his muscles straining under my hands. He was solid under my fingers, so real, and he was having a hard time holding it all together, just like me. I managed to move my hips under his body and suddenly the head of his cock hit where I needed it to hit and I lost it.