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He’s...
His cock falls free, hard and swollen. I stroke him in my palm and taste his gruff moans as he crushes his lips on mine.
Fuck it.
I push my panties down. He parts my legs. He reaches around me, expertly unhooking my bra and tossing it away. We angle our bodies together, flesh touching flesh. My heat blends with his. I give myself over to pure, animal instinct as his crown slides between my slit.
Oliver stops. “Wait.”
“What is it?” I ask.
He holds himself up on his hands. “Do I...” he says, breathing hard. “Should I...”
I clench. I ache. “What?”
“Be gentle?”
“Gentle?”
“With you,” he says with serious eyes. “Do you need me to go slow?”
My heart flutters, unexpectedly. “No, I don’t think so.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m ready and... ready.”
He chuckles. “Good. Sorry. I just don’t?—”
“It’s okay,” I say.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Shh.”
I kiss him, stopping him from saying something else so goddamn romantic.
If he does, I’ll over-think this.
If I over-think this, then it’ll just make my heart race even harder than it already is.
He’s my boss...
but also...
I touch down his body, urging him to take me. I cup his rear, shamelessly fondling him as he kisses my neck. He reaches between us, guiding his cock until I feel the thick tip parting me again...
One inch and I let out a gasp. Another inch and my senses dissolve. Every aching nerve screams for him as he enters me, and I remember exactly what it feels like to be his again.
I lift my knees a little more. I hook my ankles together behind his back. I feel him go deeper, so deep it hurts. I dig my nails into his sides, his arms, his ass. I hold on to him as he thrusts and grinds our bodies together. A moan tumbles off my lips and Oliver steals it with a firm kiss, quickly claiming it as if it were precious.
“Oli,” I whisper as our lips touch.
Oliver shifts slightly, just enough to take hold of my hands. He pins them down, pressing hard as the rhythmic pulse of his hips matches the throbbing of my clit. He locks on me with those icy blue eyes. I see pleasure within them, a deep and cruel longing, as if this were what he always wanted all along.
Was this what I wanted, too?
Oliver pauses, still so deep. His breath quickens, little rushes of heat against my skin, and he rests his forehead on my shoulder. I kiss him on the temple, tasting his sweet sweat on my lips.
