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"Mine," he growled, his voice rough with desire.
Lillian nodded eagerly before leaning up to capture his lips once more,
His hands ran through her hair, tangling in the long strands as he pulled her closer still. She moaned into his mouth, her body melting against his. The scent of their love mixed with the scent of her perfume, creating an intoxicating aroma that filled the air around them.
Oliver's heart raced as he felt himself grow harder against her softness, aching for release.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck and collarbone. The soft skin there was incredibly sensitive, and he couldn't help but nip at it gently.
Lillian let out a small gasp, her breath hitching in her throat. Her chest rose and fell rapidly under him as she tried to catch her breath. His hands drifted lower, over the curves of her hips and down to her thighs, slowly spreading them apart.
His lips followed suit, leaving trails of hot kisses along her flesh. Finally, Oliver nipped at the inside of her thigh, making her gasp and squirm beneath him. He chuckled before taking the sensitive skin between his teeth gently, marking it with a soft love bite.
Oliver's tongue darted out to lick away any sting as he continued downward, tracing circles around her entrance with his tongue. She was wet and ready for him, eager for his touch. He groaned at the taste of her arousal, his cock twitching in anticipation.
"Oliver ..." Lillian breathed out his name.
He rewarded her with a long, slow lick from bottom to top, savoring her taste. His tongue circled her clit before diving in and sucking hard, eliciting a loud moan from her.
Oliver loved the sound of her pleasure, the way her body shook under him. With one hand, he teased her entrance, circling the tight ring of muscles before pushing in one finger. She was so tight, and he couldn't help but groan in delight as he felt her walls clench around him.
He watched her face intently, enjoying the way she squirmed beneath him as he thrust his finger in and out, feeling her body pulse around him.
"You taste so fucking good," he mumbled against her folds, his free hand squeezing a breast gently as he picked up the pace.
She arched her back, grinding her hips into his face as if begging for more. He pulled back slightly, giving her a long look before licking her again from bottom to top.
Lillian's hips bucked off the bed. Oliver grinned against her skin before pulling away to gaze down at her flushed face and beautiful body spread out before him.
He growled low in his throat, "Soon," he promised before adding a second finger inside her.
Her nails dug into his skin as she bowed off the bed again, crying out in pleasure. Every inch of him ached to be inside her, but he wanted this to last. He wanted her to come for him.
He pushed in another finger and pumped them in and out, his other hand gripping her hip tightly to keep her still. She was so wet, the perfect blend of arousal and anticipation. He loved this feeling of power he had over her, knowing she wanted it just as much as he did.
He increased the pace, drilling in and out of her faster as he sucked harder on her clit. She tasted so fucking good, like she was made for him. Her walls pulsed around his fingers, telling him she was close. As he felt the first wave of her orgasm hit, he curled his fingers and moved them faster inside her body.
When he felt she was ready to continue, Oliver positioned himself at her entrance and gently pushed inside. His cockhead teased at her opening, causing her to gasp and squirm beneath him. Her eyes fluttered closed as he slowly sank into her wet heat.
"Oliver!" She gasped out his name again, her body tensing around him as he filled her completely.
He held still, letting her adjust to the fullness before beginning a slow, deep thrust that had them both panting. Their bodies moved in perfect unison as they found their groove. Oliver's hands held onto her hips tightly as he pumped in and out of her, his hips meeting hers with each thrust.
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, mingling with their heavy breaths. The air was thick with desire and love as Oliver picked up the pace, slamming into her harder and deeper with each stroke. Lillian's nails bit into his shoulders again, leaving red marks, but he didn't mind. Anything to feel this connection with her.
He relished the feeling of being inside her and claiming her as his own. Her walls constricted tightly around him, gripping him like a vise every time he bottomed out within her.
Oliver couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up the pace more, thrusting harder and faster into Lillian's tightness. Her gasps turned into moans as she met him stroke for stroke.
They moved together for what felt like hours, their bodies becoming one in this intimate dance. Her walls gripped him tightly, milking his shaft with needy motions that had him biting back a groan.
Oliver's hips thrust forward once, burying himself to the hilt. His pace was slow but steady, giving her time to adjust to his girth. Her tightness around him felt incredible. She was his and his alone now.
Oliver's hand moved between them, finding her clit once more as he thrust harder into her core. Her walls squeezed around him, and Oliver felt a surge of heat coursing through him. He growled low in his throat as he pulled out of her tightness, only to thrust back in deeper and harder.
They moved together faster and faster until the room was filled with the sounds of skin-on-skin and heavy breathing. Lillian's fingers curled around the sheets, moaning unintelligibly into the mattress. Oliver could tell her climax was close.
"Lillian …" Oliver's voice was rough with desire as he felt his own release building. "I love you," he murmured against her neck before kissing her lips passionately.
