AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Yes, Olly,” I whispered, tilting into her touch. Slick fingers entered me swiftly, then paused as though waiting for permission yet again.
“Fuck me, you dummy.” The words were one notch short of a yell. “Do it. Don’t make me wait—”
She made a helpless little noise, as though she was the one getting fucked. Her fingers pushed in, firm and seeking, pressing deeper, deeper and deeper still…
“Again,” I breathed brokenly. “Again, again.”
I could hear myself making noises that didn’t usually emerge from my throat. Sighs, whimpers, whines… and most ashamedly, the beginnings of dastardly pleas.
I would plead with her for that talented tongue. One more flick, one more suckle.
One more thrust with those firm fingers.
Yes,please, please, please.
Heaven and hell. Paradise and the inferno. My body transcended all extremes of pleasure. Every touch, every whisper of sensation, transported me to a realm where pleasure and desperation danced in a mesmerizing embrace.
The ecstasy surged through me like a tidal wave, and I surrendered to its consuming power.
“Get inside me.”
“I am inside you,” came the muffled response. I felt each word against my throbbing cunt.
“No, you idiot,” I chastised, arching into her fingers. “Fuck me. With your cock.”
She faltered, glancing up to meet my gaze. Desire and trepidation warred in those cerulean depths.
“Are you sure?”
In response, I reached down and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her weight above me. She settled with a mutedoomph, lips crashing into my own. I took her tongue, sucking on it until her taste melded with mine indecipherably.
She was not just a person; she was a feeling. A sensation, a memory of a love that had always been there, waiting to be rediscovered. With her skin cool against my own, I found a sense of completeness, as if…
As if I had finally found a jagged piece of my heart that had chipped free two decades ago.
We had been lost in the labyrinth of time, buried beneath layers of disappointment and the trials of court life. But now, as our bodies interlocked, I felt that missing fragment slot back into place.
One stroke and she was fully sheathed inside me, robbing me of all thought. There was nothing else, only Olly. Her slight weight above me, her cool skin pressing into mine, her lips scoring a line of fire down my throat.
Her eyes glazed over, the cerulean depths taking on a hazy hue.
What left my lips was utter rubbish, fueled by the new, addictive sensations pounding from my core. Her cock stretched me out in ways I’d never known before.
“You like fucking me, don’t you?” I whispered with the breath I had left to spare. “You like how my cunt feels around your cock.”
Her rhythm faltered for a few brief seconds as her kiss-reddened lips parted in surprise.
“Yes,” she breathed, a droplet of sweat beading on her brow. “Yes, yes.I never thought you’d let me do this.”
“Do what, Olly?” I rasped. “Fuck me? Open me up with your cock? Fill my tight cunt like no one else?”
She nodded, her curls bouncing every which way.
I found that I liked this view—Olly, panting and red above me, her cock stretching my cunt in shivering thrusts. I squeezed down with my inner muscles, and had the pleasure of a rare curse from her lips.
“Ah, fuck.”
The whispered words twisted my insides, and I endeavored to make her say it over and over again.
