7
Olivia
Josh is staring at me. I can't read him right now. Normally, he wears his emotions like a mask on his face. You can always tell how he's feeling. But right now, nothing. I've got nothing.
Jesus, I should have kept my big mouth shut.
I always do this! Okay, I never do this but I always say too much.
When will I ever learn? I should have just agreed and walked him to the door.
Sure, it would be awkward when I start work on Monday.
But would it be any more awkward than the silence we're sitting in now?
Maybe he's having a stroke. Or a heart attack. Or like, I don't know, a brain aneurysm. I did this to him! Oh shit! What if he dies and I get questioned by the police??
I'm so sorry, officer. I killed him with my big mouth and stupid words. Take me away!
Maybe I should check if he's breathing. I'm not sure how long it’s been since I sucked the life out of him but I don't even think he has blinked.
“Josh?” I say softly, not wanting to startle him. “Forget I said anything, okay? I shouldn't have-”
“Fuck it.”
He grabs me by the hips and pulls me onto his lap. I gasp. We're so close, our chests are touching and I can feel how hard he is underneath me.
Before I have a chance to catch my breath from the sudden movement, his lips are on mine.
It's a kiss full of hunger and passion and need.
Our tongues find their way back to each other so easily and it sends all of my nerve endings on fire so hot it burns. His tongue is so soft and skilled. I wonder what it would feel like on other parts of my body.
I'm aching for this man and by the feel of him, he’s aching for me too.
I grind my hips against him and he lets out a low groan, the sound vibrating through me. I do it again and get the same response so I continue. The way my pussy rubs against his hard cock is sending tingles up my spine. I swear the second he touches my bare pussy, I'll be coming all over him.
I lift off him slightly and lift his shirt over his head. My eyes almost fall out of my head. This man is a sculpted God. There's no other words to describe what I'm looking at.
“My eyes are up here, baby.” Josh has a smirk planted on his sexy face.
“I'm just thinking about how I'm gonna run my tongue over each and every part of you.”
He groans, tipping his head back against the top of the sofa. I run my hands over his smooth, hard abs while grinding my body against his again. Tipping my own head back on a moan so loud, I'm sure the neighbors can hear.
“Fuck, Ollie. You’re gonna be the death of me.” He hoists me into the air, my legs wrapping around his waist, his lips finding mine again.
He walks us down the hall, our lips not parting at all and somehow finds my bedroom. That isn't hard considering there's two doors down the small corridor; bedroom and bathroom.
When we get to the edge of my bed, Josh lowers me down gently.
We take a moment to catch our breaths, staring into each other's eyes. He leans down and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. It’s sweet and caring, all his feelings in one kiss.
“I wanna go slow with you, Olivia. I want to worship every inch of your body, all night long. I want you moaning my name as you ride my tongue. I want you screaming for me when I’m fucking you. I want all of you.” I'm so close to bursting into flames. I need this man. Now.
He moves his hands to the bottom of my shirt, asking permission with his eyes.
I lift up and he slowly moves my shirt up my body. It's so achingly slow that I'm close to ripping it off for him, but I don't.
If he wants to go slow, right now, I can handle that. As long as I have this man in my bed, I can handle anything.
He pulls my top over my head and throws it onto the floor. “Fuck baby, you’re gorgeous.” He’s staring at my breasts, lowering his head towards one, and licks my nipple. I moan instantly.
I've never been so sensitive to a man's touch before but with Josh, I can't control it.
He draws lazy kisses over my left breast, moving closer to the right one. I'm a writhing mess underneath him and he's barely touched me. His mouth is pure magic.
“God, you’re so responsive, Ollie.”
I can still feel his hard cock through his trousers and my own.
He takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. I moan harder now. The sensation taking over me. My panties are already soaked but it’s not enough. I need more.
The more I moan, the harder he sucks and fuck it feels so good. Too good.
He lets go of my nipple with a pop and smiles up at me before lowering his head again and kissing down my stomach.
“I can't wait to get these panties off you, baby. I can practically smell how wet you are for me.”
“Oh fuck.” I moan, lifting my hips for him.
He slides my sweats down my legs, and gets on his knees on the floor. Grabbing my hips, he pulls me toward him so that my pussy is in line with his mouth. Even the feel of his breath through my panties is turning me on.
He kisses the inside of my thighs, nipping and tugging at the skin. I'm sure he's leaving his mark on me. He runs his nose over the length of my panties, inhaling as he does.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Ol.” Oh God. “I need to taste you.” The anticipation is killing me.
He moves my panties to one side, and brings his mouth towards my aching pussy. I let out a desperate moan when he slowly circles my clit with his tongue. He continues this motion several times before running his tongue through my folds.
He lifts his head from me and I let out a cry.
“Don’t worry baby, I'm not done with you yet. I just need more.” He slides his fingers into the edges of my underwear and pulls them down my legs. Grabbing my thighs with his big hands he spreads them apart, resting one on his shoulder and palming the other.
When his mouth comes down on me again, I'm a mess. I'm shaking and moaning so hard, I can see stars. But none of that compares to when he brings his hand to my pussy, inserting one finger into my wet heat, finding a steady, relentless rhythm, driving me insane.
I scream, not expecting the sudden rush of pleasure coursing through me.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby. I can't wait to feel your pussy strangle my cock.”
“Fuck, Josh.” He circles my clit again with his tongue, his fingers moving inside me. I can feel the pressure building between my legs, my stomach tight. “Yes, like that.” I moan. “Fuck Josh, I’m gonna com-”
I don't even get the words out before the orgasm hits. I scream, every inch of my body spasming over and over again. Josh doesn't stop and I keep riding the wave of immense pleasure coursing through me.
When I've come down from my high, Josh slowly removes his fingers and mouth and looks up at me. “Good?” He asks with a smirk on his face.
“Holy shit.” Is the only response I can muster up. I can't think straight. This man came barrelling into my life, gave me the best orgasm I've ever had, and now I can't even breathe. “Give me a minute.” I say.
He laughs, wiping my juices from around his mouth and climbs onto the bed beside me.
We take a moment, looking into each other's eyes. He has the most amazing smile, I can't help but smile back. I'm feeling fully sated right now, but the night isn’t over yet. Thinking about what’s coming is making the pulse between my legs quicken.
I roll onto my side, and bring my body against Josh, my breasts crush against his bare chest. I bring my mouth to his. The kiss is slow but passionate. Our tongues brushing together delicately. I bring my leg up so it rests on his hip. From this angle, I can feel his cock pulsing against my pussy.
Pushing Josh onto his back, I climb on top so that I'm straddling him once again.
Our kisses become more hungry, filled with need.
I rub my naked pussy against his still clothed dick, the feel of his shorts causing mouthwatering friction against my clit and I moan out.
I kiss my way down Josh's jaw, making my way to his neck, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses down his chest. I move myself lower, wrapping my fingers around the waistband of his shorts.
He accommodates my actions by lifting his hips, allowing me to slide off the shorts and boxers in one fluid motion. I throw them in a messy pile on the floor near my own clothes and look down.
Holy fuck! The feel of his cock through his clothes did nothing compared to the size of him here now. He’s huge. How the hell is it gonna fit inside me?
When I look back up at Josh in almost panic, he has the smuggest grin on his face, seeming to know exactly what I'm thinking.
“Don’t worry baby, you can take it.” He winks and I laugh in disbelief.
“How did you know?”
“Your face says it all. You look ready to run out the door.” he laughs, very cocky right now.
“Does it look like I'm running?” I lower my mouth to his stomach again and he groans as I make my way closer to his cock.
“Wait, baby. Not now.” I huff. “Right now it’s about you. We’ll have plenty of time later for your lips to wrap around my dick. But now, I need to be inside you.”
Puddle on the bed. That's me. His words are so dirty and it turns me on so much.
“Have you got any condoms?” He asks, and I suddenly feel deflated.
“No, I don't." I reply, letting out a frustrated groan. I've never needed condoms. I've never had a guy over at this apartment. Normally, if I was going to sleep with someone, which is very rare by the way, I'd go to his place. That way if I'm not feeling it I can leave whenever I want.
“I’m clean. I get tested regularly.” Hearing him say he gets tested regularly sparks jealousy in me. We've never spoken about past relationships and hookups and now is not the time to be thinking about it!
“I haven't had sex in a long time but I've been tested since and I'm clean too.” I've never had sex without a condom before but honestly with this man, it's not even a second thought. “ And I'm on the pill.”
He pulls me onto him, kissing with so much fire, I feel like I'm getting burned. Josh flips us over so that I'm on my back and he's on top of me. We kiss for a little longer before he breaks it. “Are you sure?” He asks, hopefulness in his voice.
“Fuck me, Josh. Now!” I demand. I'm so needy for the feel of him. I want to be filled by him. The fear of his size is long gone and anticipation is in its place.
I spread my legs wide and he grabs the base of his cock, guiding it to my entrance.
He looks up at me one last time and I give a small nod in return. Then, his cock pushes into me. It's an intrusion I welcome on a sigh.
“Fuck baby, you feel so good.” He groans and I feel my wetness cover his length.
He inches in, slowly at first. In and out, in and out, letting me accommodate to his size. The pain of my tightness is overpowered by the sheer pleasure coursing through my veins.
He gets deeper with each thrust, his cock hitting me deep inside each time.
We’re both breathing heavily, moaning along with each other. I've never had a man make me feel so good before.
He picks up speed, fucking me with everything that he has. I can tell he's not gonna last much longer but I don't care. “Come inside me, Josh.” And he does. He comes on a shout, his release hot inside of me, triggering my own orgasm. I scream in ecstasy at the euphoric feeling deep inside me.
We ride it out together, Josh's thrusts slowing as we come down from our joint high.
“Fuck.” He growls. “That was fucking amazing.”