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Pressing both palms flat to his chest, I reveled in the smooth skin and muscles that heaved with every breath. His heart beat like a drum, hammering away at my hands, and before I could think it through, I leaned forward and licked a bead of sweat off his neck. He stiffened, and a low groan rumbled out of him. I felt his hips jolt against mine, the motion halted halfway through as he fought to keep his restraint in line.
I repeated the lick, ending it on a nip that had his groan ringing out louder in the quiet room. When I went to do it a third time, his fingers curled into my hair, and he pulled me back. His pupils were blown wide now as he met my gaze, something almost predatory lighting his eyes as he shook his head.
“My neck is sensitive, and while I’d love to see if you could unravel me from just biting it, we have other plans for right now.”
That image painted behind my eyes, pulling up a chair and refusing to leave. Oliver lay flat on the bed as I attacked his neck with kisses and bites until he was covered in them. Would he mind people seeing them?
Something told me he wouldn’t, and the thought pulled a low hum of appreciation from me.
Easing up on his neck, I pressed one last kiss to it and spoke against his skin. “I should probably ask if you’re okay with love bites, because I’m already struggling with the urge to give you a few dozen.”
He chuckled, the sound strained as he guided us back onto the bed, his hands making quick work of my pants and then his until we were completely nude.
“I have absolutely no issues whatsoever with that, as long as you don’t mind me leaving a few, too.” He shifted to lean over me on the bed, his arms a bracket on either side of me as he continued. “I like that anyone who sees them will know that you’re taken, and I like the idea that you want to mark me in the same way.”
To prove that, he dipped low and trailed his lips against my throat, finding the perfect spot. When he found the junction between my neck and shoulder, he sucked until I could feel the blood under his lips rushing to the surface. Tingles followed, sweeping outward until my head all but spun from them, and when he pulled back, the pulse between my thighs had picked up to a fever pitch.
He’d left the bite low enough that I could cover it if I wanted, but without a doubt, I’d be doing no such thing. Maybe seeing the mark would discourage a few of the bolder customers at work, too.
Moving both hands into his hair, I pulled him into another kiss, my legs winding around his hips until we were notched together without an inch of room between us. His length pressed between my thighs, rubbing back and forth until the friction was enough to drive me insane.
I shivered, resisting the urge to guide him innow.
Somewhere through my lust-fogged mind, rational thought reminded me of protection. Oliver must have been on the same page because he pulled his pants over and fished out his wallet. Taking the condom out of its wrapper, he slid it over himself and guided his length until the tip pressed between my thighs.
Excitement and nerves burned through me in a slow march as, inch by inch, he sank in. He pressed against every wall, the fit tight but not painful as each miniature thrust buried him a bit more. When he was all the way in, he stopped and breathed deeply.
I could feel every twitch and rock he gave as he let me adjust, my walls clenching as I got used to feeling him like this.
When I could move without any pain, I tightened my legs around him and slowly pulled away. Staring between us, I watched as more of him became visible, and when only the tip remained inside me, I swiveled my hips and hilted him in one go.
His moan rang throughout the room, joined by mine, as he finally started to move. The thrusts were slow and deep, hitting something swollen inside me that made my spine arch off the bed. Even when I gripped him tighter, he didn’t pick up his pace, seemingly content to take his time driving me insane.
When the band in my lower stomach tightened to near-painful levels, I whined. “Oliver.”
He smiled, sliding a kiss against my head. “I want to savor this.”
That was sweet, but right now, I don't want sweet. To get that point across, I thrust onto him and tightened every lower muscle until I locked like a vice around him.
His hips jolted and he hissed, eyes squeezing shut as he fought to keep his restraint in line. Pressing down until his weight pinned me, the length still nestled deep, twitching in time with his heartbeat, he opened an eye and chuckled.
“Impatient, I see.”
“Oliver, we’ll have time for long and drawn outlater. I want you now.” I said, voice breathy and all but oozing need. His throat bobbed on a swallow, and he nodded, finally giving in.
“Alright, as my lady desires then.”
His arms wound under my legs, lifting me up until my back pressed the headboard. The tip still pressed inside, and I opened wider, wrapping my arms around his neck. Our faces were inches apart now, and he kissed me as if savoring every second of it.
When he cleaved upward, burying himself fully in one thrust, air ripped out of my lungs, and my eyes rolled back. Finally, he picked up from the previously slow pace, sawing in and out while swiveling his hips to grind against every wall.
He nailed the swollen ball of nerves head-on, and I cried out, trying to keep up even as I knew it was futile. This angle limited my movement, but when he hammered inside as if he’d die if he stopped, I couldn’t bring myself to care.
My nails bit into his shoulders, and I shattered when he shifted to grind his hip into the little nub at my entrance in time with his next thrust. Biting his shoulder, I moaned through the earth shaking aftershocks, feeling in a far-off part of my mind as he froze.
He got two more thrusts in before he buried himself and groaned, hips giving tiny bucks through his climax until he finally collapsed over me. His arms were the only thing stopping him from pressing completely on top of me, and I caught the shake they gave under the strain.
Trailing a hand around to the back of his neck, I tugged on him pointedly. “Get down here, I want my afterglow cuddles,” I said, and he let out a chuckle before doing as told.
