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Staying in a squatted position, one leg on either side of my hips, she lowered herself down onto me again. This time, with her legs beneath me, she had more power. Gathering speed, she swept her pussy up and down on my cock, and the pleasure sent goosebumps across my skin.
"Yes, baby," I whispered.
My hands reached around her, cupping her ass to offer her support, and we moved simultaneously, gathering momentum, her squats so fast that I didn't know how her thigh muscles weren't on fire.
She cried out in pleasure and curved her body over me, pressing her breasts against my chest, nuzzling her face into the dip of my neck. Her exhale tickled my ear, and as my lips found hers, my tongue slid into her mouth. My hands were still cupping her ass, and as I lifted her up, my cock was still inside her, but I had created space between her body and mine.
Then I went to work. Lifting my hips up and down off the bed, I pounded my cock into her as hard as I could.
"Lucas, yes!" Her teeth sank into my shoulder, and the bite sent me over the edge. "Oh, fuck!"
I'd never come inside a woman with her on top of me before, and I don't know if it was the angle or just the general feeling of her still on top of me, but my orgasm rippled across my core harder than I'd ever felt it.
My eyes clenched shut, my toes curled, and as my hips lowered onto the bed, my hands fell off her ass, releasing her pussy straight down onto my still vibrating cock. The sensation gave me another shove, and my orgasms continued, the entirety of my erection draining itself inside her.
As she rolled off of me, I curled onto my side so that our bodies were parallel, her eyes even. Wiping the hair off her face, I smiled, and the grin that appeared on her face matched mine.
She looked up at me, and something in my chest stirred.
What was I feeling?
Of course, the intimacy of sex created feelings. Even women who annoyed me in day-to-day life would be enjoyable in the bedroom. But once the sex was over, I had a tendency of removing myself mentally to check out from the affection. More than one woman had criticized me for this in the past, and not just one-night stands. Women I'd dated got frustrated by my lack of interest in cuddling after the act.
But as Olive leaned her forehead against me, I kissed the top of her cheek, tightening my arms around her. There was no discomfort. No desire for separation. If anything, I craved the opposite. I wanted to evaporate all of the space between us. I wanted to slide inside her again.
I'd never yearned for such closeness with a woman before. What was this?
Suddenly, the words were spilling out of my mouth before I could even stop myself.
"Move in with me."
Olive blinked and looked up, cocking her head to the side. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I know you guys are already living here. But I don't want it to just be temporary. Especially now that the press knows about you. You'll be safest here. And..."
My voice faded, fear gripping me. What if she didn't feel the same?
"And what?"
Just man up and say it, Lucas. I cleared my throat. "And I'm really enjoying your company. I think...I mean, I know...what I'm trying to say is—"
She smiled. "That you like me?"
My cheeks flushed with warmth, and I licked my lips. Was that smile on her face from amusement or trepidation? "I like you too, Lucas."
"You do?"
"Yes. That's my answer."
"Your answer?"
Olive propped herself up on her, her grin spilling over her cheeks. "We'll move in with you...for good."
My hands squeezed hers. "Really?" God, I sounded like a kid on Christmas morning. Excited.
Olive's lips pressed against mine.
Cradling her against me, my heart sailed in my chest, and I wasn't sure if I had ever felt this happy. And then it struck me. The last time I'd felt like this was when I asked Olive to be my girlfriend ten years ago.
