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Sitting up, I study her. She’s serious, and I crack up laughing. What world is she living in? I’m genuinely confused.
“How,” I say, grabbing one ankle. “Many,” I say, grabbing the other. “Times.” I pull her toward me so she’s lying flat on her back, and her legs are spread before me. “Do I have to tell you?” I sweep her nightdress over her knees until her pink flesh peeks out from beneath the brown hair there. I groan and swear before hovering over her again. Holding her hands above her head, I lean down until our noses are touching. “You’re my prisoner,” I say, groaning. “You don’t have a choice,” I remind her.
She scowls at me and struggles against my hold. Her submission from earlier has slipped. The food and the nap have strengthened her. I growl, wanting to force her to submit but when it comes to sex, that’s not what I do. If it’s not offered willingly, I don’t want it. It’s always offered willingly, and her resistance tears me apart. I release her arms and back away. Sard it to hell!
Fisting my hands against the sheet, I try to fight the overwhelming urge to claim her, despite her resistance. It enrages me. “I always get what I want and what I want is you,” I say before grabbing her again. “Tell me I didn’t make you feel good earlier. Tell me you haven’t thought about me moving inside you. I saw it in your eyes as I touched you. Tell me you don’t want me.”
Groaning, I run my hands beneath the dress piled up on her stomach. When I get to her soft peaks, she gasps, shaking. “That’s it, you like that, don’t you?” I moan against her lips before sucking on them and sticking my tongue deep into her mouth. She moans and writhes beneath me. “I can make you feel so much more,” I say, unaware now of how much I’m begging. “Let me have you, Olivia. I promise, I’ll be gentle.” I tug her nipple while kissing her neck.
Her hand explores my shoulders and dips into my hair. She grabs it hard, pulling against my scalp. “You?” she scoffs. “You don’t know how to be gentle.”
The pain is sweet, but it’s not her role. I won’t have her dominate me. Growling, I grab her hands and plant them at her sides. “Don’t do that!”
She rolls her eyes. “See?”
“What? I can be gentle. Or at the very least, I’ll try!” I roar before hearing my own voice and releasing her hands. “Okay,” I concede. “It’s okay to touch me, just don’t do that again.”
She drops her eyes, and her cheeks flush. “I’m sorry. I thought you’d like it.”
“Why? Do you like it when I do it to you?” I challenge her. When I do it, it’s about punishing her and controlling her.
Her cheeks flush even brighter, and I smile, gasping. “Oh, so you do like it when I’m rough,” I say, running my hand up the back of her neck and gripping her hair. “You like that?” I roll my brows at her, and she moans, nodding.
“Hmm.” I smile before indulging in her lips again. Her hands come up around my shoulders, and she moves them, with caution, across my back. Sighing, I ease up to see her pretty brown eyes darken. Taking her hand, I rest it against my chest, and her lips fall open. “You can touch anywhere you like,” I say. Her eyes flicker up to mine as if double checking with me before she brushes her hand across the dirty-blond hair on my tensing pecs and down the centre of my abdomen. “You’re driving me mad, Olivia,” I hiss. “Let me have you.”
She gazes at me and swallows. “Your heart. It’s beating so fast,” she says.
“Because I’ll explode if I can’t have you,” I grunt.
She gasps, and her breath rattles. My chest tightens in anticipation. My eyes plead with her. Slowly, she nods. Explosions crash through my body. Rushing, I rip the dress over her head and toss it to the side before lowering my mouth on her breasts. She moans, and the sound whips me in the spine, prompting me to pull more of those beautiful sounds out of her.
Her hand moves to my hair again but this time, her fingers simply graze my scalp repeatedly. Tingles shoot through the back of my neck, setting my spine on fire once again. My hand shakes from the pressure pushing through my veins as I put it between her legs. Oh, so slick. Her arousal is thick in the air. Pre-ejaculate is thrust against the head of my cock, oozing out as I’m driven by compulsion to press my middle finger inside her delicate darkness.
“Ah!” she moans.
It’s so tight, I worry about whether I’ll ever get to bury my thick cock within her. It seems impossible. There must be a way. I stick another finger in there, and the tight, thin flesh stretches around my fingers. She freezes, and I raise my head to look at her. She’s biting her lip and wincing.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, begging for the answer to be no.
“I-I-I don’t know,” she says.
I fix my attention on the inside of her legs, kissing and licking while keeping my fingers perfectly still inside her. “Breathe,” I whisper before moving down and kissing the lips of her cunt. Using my other fingers, I separate the hair to reveal the hard, pink flesh. Her scent calls to me like a siren upon the sea, and I dip my mouth against her willingly.
Hmm, salty, rich, mine.My tongue laps against the tender flesh, hungrily, and she moans. My fingers become drenched in more slick, sweet liquid. Her hips move a little, and I use that as my cue to thrust my two fingers against her ever so softly while licking her. Her sweet moans grow louder, and my cock grows harder than I ever thought possible. The foreskin squeezes me like a shirt a few sizes too small. I thrust against the sheet as she rides my fingers. My fingers slip in and out, moving against her with a lot more ease. The tips of my fingers delight in the soft velvet deep inside her.
“Adam,” she whispers, and my tongue presses harder against her. She gasps, pants, and explodes around my fingers. When I remove them, there’s the tiniest hint of blood. I lick my fingers clean.
“Hmm. You weren’t lying about that virgin thing,” I say. “I’m honoured to be your first.” I rub the head of my cock against her swollen, dripping quim. She swallows, breathing heavily while she gapes at me. “I told you I can be gentle.” I smile. “Did you like that?” I raise my brows in a quick flash.
She nods.
“Tell me,” I say.
“I…” she gasps. “Liked it.”
I smile. “Do you want more?”
She licks her lips, before nodding.
