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"You flirt."
"I'm glad you noticed."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
Olivia grabs my collar and pulls me close, crashing our lips together in a smiling kiss. My eyes widen with shock at the words she presses against my lips.
5
Olivia
Idon'tknowwhatcame over me when I pulled Ethan in for a kiss. Maybe his attempts at gaining my affection finally came through. When I whispered in his ear to take me home with all the seduction I could muster in my body, Ethan wasted no time in grabbing my hand and pulling me to the car. We couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves. Ethan's hand, warm and dominating, rests on my bare thigh where my dress rode up.
We unlock the door, and I pull him into my room. He chuckles and see his ears turn red with embarrassment. I have never expressed such urgency before. It feels out of character for me.
"Don't be shy," Ethan whispers, tracing his fingers on my neck. "I like this look on you."
I gulp and land the final nail in the coffin.
"Why don't you show me how much?"
Ethan lands on me with his lips and hands in every direction, like a man who hasn't eaten in weeks. I'm unaware of him pulling my dress up until I stand in front of him, completely bare. I glare at him when he lets out a low whistle.
"I like what I see."
"You asshole," I grumble.
I maneuver myself out of his hold then, grab for him, taking his firm length in my hand through his boxer briefs before pulling them off.
I bend over and mark the line along the bottom of his cock with my tongue as his erection stands up, the vein at the top throbbing in the shadow of the dark room. Ethan's grunt gives me the confidence I need to spin us around and push him back until his butt is up against the edge of the desk in my room.
He places his hands on the surface's edges and supports himself as I take him into my mouth. I experiment while Ethan groans above me, calling my name in a gravelly voice that scream of acceptance and need. He appears to be enjoying it plenty.
Ethan takes me by the shoulders and starts to lift me off the ground, and I give in. His hands drop to my breasts as his tongue retakes mine, and the tingling sensation between my legs react to them right away. I’m drenched in need and on the verge of collapsing to the ground.
"You're pouring," he says, inhaling.
I push myself forward, holding onto his muscular length and directing his tip to my core. He gently pushes inside as I groan and forces my back to lean against the wall. From the moment he touches me, I have been burning within for something, and his wonderful size fills me, stretches me, and satisfies my desire. I breathe out, wanting to hold him there for all time. But after that, he starts to enter and exit with rhythm, only I want more.
All I want is for him to go farther deeper since I am impaled by him, crushed up against him, and feeling the cold wall behind me. I can hear Ethan groan in response to my request for "more," and he accelerates the pace and pressure.
Finally, my internal stress reaches a breaking point where I think I will break. Ethan's hands are now on each side of my hips, bringing me to him as I recline against the desk. I reach down where our bodies converge and place my finger on my clit. It seems as if I have pushed the release lever.
A shuddering orgasm tears through my body, dragging Ethan along with me. He pulsates inside of me, mirroring the inescapable pull of my muscles.
He’s screaming, but I can’t focus on the words coming out of his mouth as I repeat his name, never wanting the sensation to stop.
"Olivia." Ethan pants as he sets me down on the bed.
"Yeah?"
"I like you."
"Oh, yeah? I never would've guessed."
I feel a finger tickle my side and shift away from it, giggling.
