6. Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Keeley
V oices ring out behind me and echo through the dark night. People file out from the pub in small groups, heading back to their B and who says it will be glowing?” I try to lighten the mood.
“Keeley, be serious.”
“Fine. In all seriousness, I don’t usually offer to be a guy's booty call but with you… I don’t know. I can’t stop thinking of what it would feel like to kiss you. I know, women shouldn’t really say things like that. We’re supposed to let the guy come to us but... I’m done wasting time.”
There is another strangled groan from Oliver. His eyes are ablaze with what I hope to be lust, but he is still holding back. What is my end goal here? Am I really going to beg a guy to shag me?
I hop off the chair and walk towards the door he’s still blocking.
“But if you’re really not interested, I can–” His hand lands on my tummy as I’m about to slip past him.
“Sunshine, is this when you tell me you have other options?” I can feel his breath caressing my cheek as he whispers in my ear. I lock eyes with him.
“No. As I said, I made an exception for you.” I place my hand on his chest. His heart is racing. He can fight it as much as he wants it, I do affect him. “But,” I lower my voice and lean so close that our lips almost touch, “I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ll probably make myself come, imagining it is you.”
I try to walk past him again, only for him to twirl me around and press me up against the door.
“I shouldn’t,” he hisses whilst he slides his lips over my chin.
“I disagree.” I pull him to me and merge my lips with his.
His hands curl into my dress at my hips and pull it upwards whilst his tongue explores my mouth. The intensity of the kiss is too much. I pull back and look into his eyes for a moment, then stroke my fingers through his chest hair until they land on the buttons of his shorts.
"We’ll regret it in the morning," he warns as I unbutton his trousers.
"I won’t," I reply with conviction.
Our mouths crush together again while I push his shorts over his hips. They drop to the floor and pool around his bare feet. He pulls at my dress again with both hands, hauling it upwards until he can grab a handful of bare cheek beneath my lacy knickers. He presses greedy kisses along my jaw, down towards where neck meets shoulder. My hand hooks under the waistband of his boxer briefs and snakes down further still until I'm holding his warm length inside my palm, stroking slowly using just enough pressure to make him groan.
“Keeley,” he hisses. I wait for him to tell me to stop, but he doesn’t
“You like that?”
“Yeah,” he breathes out. His eyes are closed and he seems lost in the sensation until he pulls himself together. He captures my hand in his palm and drags me away from his mighty fine dick.
“Not so fast.”
My heart skips a beat. Is he going to turn me down again?
“How am I the only one who’s almost naked?”
I relax a little and twirl around to give him access to the zip.
“Why can’t I resist you?” he mumbles as he slowly pulls the zip down. His fingers caress the exposed skin on my back before sliding the straps over my shoulders. My dress lands on the floor and I stand in front of him in just my thong and bra.
He leans back a little to give himself room to run his eager hands across every inch of skin making up for lost time before he plants hungry kisses along my neck. His fingers slip beneath the fabric and gently stroke the seam of my pussy.
His lips move down to the tops of my breasts in their lacy green cups. Then he's on me like an animal, hands all over me at once, exploring everywhere, relishing every inch of flesh laid bare. He unhooks my bra and takes it off in a frenzy and gives a sharp intake of breath when he sees my breasts properly for the first time. His mouth clamps onto one nipple while he pinches and teases the other between thumb and forefinger, all whilst I continue stroking his cock, until he pulls back briefly looking delirious with lust.
"I need you," he says urgently. "I need you now."
I smile in triumph at having finally gotten through the wall he put up. I link our fingers and drag him with me to his bed. Before I can drop onto the mattress he pulls me back into his arms and places a deep kiss on my lips. It’s less wild and erratic and more deliberate and caring. It sets off a thousand butterflies in my stomach. I want him so badly, and not because I’m horny, but because it’s him.
Oliver picks me up and gently tosses me onto the mattress causing me to laugh out loud. He crawls over me and starts to kiss his way up my body, his lips leaving a trail of fire on my skin. When he gets close to my throbbing centre I hold my breath in anticipation, but he cruelly bypasses it and instead nibbles his way up my tummy and chest until he’s face-to-face with me.
I gently bite his bottom lip. "Fuck me," I plead between kisses. "Fuck me hard." Oliver’s only answer is a groan. He reaches for his bedside table and pulls a condom out. I snatch it from his fingers and quickly sheave his hard cock in the protective layer.
His eyes never leave mine as he positions himself between my legs and pushes in. He stills when he’s fully seated in me and for a split second, I wish we could stay like this forever. It feels so good, but different than with any other guy I’ve ever been with.
“I don’t know what happens tomorrow, but tonight you’re mine,” he groans and then pulls out and pushes back in possessively.
“Yes,” I agree. He moves deliberately and in full control over me. Our bodies come together with satisfyingly loud slaps every single time, the sound bouncing off the walls as he rides me harder than any man has before. We're both gasping for air by now, but neither is willing to break away from that kiss even for a second so we keep going. I can feel the orgasm build in me and I try to drag it out as long as I can. I’m not ready for this to be over yet.
Oliver's breathing is ragged in my ear as his movements become more erratic and I can tell by the way he stiffens up and lets out a low growl just seconds before coming that his release is imminent. He bucks wildly for a few more seconds, then holds still suddenly while every muscle seems to lock in place just long enough for him to shudder against me helplessly, as he empties himself into the condom.
That's enough to push me over the edge as well, the orgasm sending shivers of pleasure through my body until I’m close to passing out.