21. Olive

21

OLIVE

P ossessed. That’s what I am. Never have I ever been this bold in bed. I can’t stand looking at myself naked in the mirror, but right now with Leo, I am completely comfortable in my skin. He embraces all my exaggerated, unwanted curves and insecurities, lifting me to new heights.

I’ve always loved kissing, but kissing him takes it to a whole new level. If I had my way, we’d never separate. I know it’s not logical, but a woman can dream when the man of her hottest fantasies hovers above her and devours her mouth.

Goose bumps bloom on his skin as I stroke his muscular back. He hums in delight as he slowly lowers himself between my legs, blanketing my body. His arousal presses against my inner thigh, and I ache for more. I break away from his seductive lips and nibble on his neck. His hair tickles my face.

My hands travel farther down and grab his perfect ass, rocking him against my throbbing core. “I want you so much. Touch me more.”

Leo pushes up and rests on one arm as he hooks his other arm under my right leg and opens me wide, exposing my wet center. His eyes travel downward, stopping where our lower bodies connect. Every synapse in my body goes off.

“I wish you could see what I see. So sexy, so hot,” he says, his voice rough and strained.

I arch my back, and he captures my nipple with his demanding lips. Slowly, he begins rubbing his length against me, and I moan. I’m so sensitive, I could come undone like this.

He unhooks my leg and drags his hand down to my slick folds. Before he can ask, I say, “Yes. I want to feel you.”

“You’re going to kill me.” I capture his mouth with mine. While I taste his tongue, he inserts one finger, and I almost see stars. “You’re so wet, so warm. I can’t get enough,” he says between kisses. It’s been so long, and it feels amazing.

His rock-hard length moves against my thigh in the same rhythm as his finger.

“Leo, I want you inside me. Please.”

He looks into my eyes with passion and tenderness, still teasing me. My eyelids flutter from the exquisite pleasure. “I want that more than anything, but are you sure? There’s no pressure. I don’t have a condom with me.”

“Completely. I don’t want to waste time and regret not being with you. I’m negative and on the pill.”

“I’m negative too, and it’s been a long time since I’ve been with a woman. Not sure how long I’ll last.” He grins.

I push curls behind his ears. “It’s been years for me. I don’t care how long it’ll last. Just give me all of you.”

He devours my lips and lifts his slick lower body off mine. I wrap my hand around his hard shaft, pulling a delicious groan from him. His hips move back and forth as I increase the surrounding pressure.

When he stops and lowers himself to my entrance, I guide him, and we watch as his length slides into me. I don’t know who moans louder. He stops to let me adjust. I nod when I’m ready and wrap my legs around him, encouraging him to move. When he rocks into me, I embrace him and follow his motions.

“I could live like this for the rest of our lives. Buried inside you. We were made for each other,” he mumbles into my neck, one hand cupping my breast.

Our movements quicken and become erratic, signaling we’re both close. He rests his hands on the sides of my head and locks his beautiful eyes with mine. His pace picks up, and he hits that special spot in me. I detonate without warning. That’s a first. Every nerve lights up and electricity pulses through my entire body, pushing him over the edge. Our blissed-out eyes don’t stray as we watch each other’s expressions of pleasure. The sounds we’re making are animalistic, and I hope the room on the other side of this wall is empty.

As our bodies come down from the euphoric high, we kiss with tender passion. He whispers my name. Our sweaty bodies cling tightly to each other, unwilling to let go.

Once our breathing slows down, our lips separate and our bodies’ tight grip relaxes. He caresses my cheek. “Olive, this changes everything.”

On the verge of tears, I say, “I hope so.”

As of this moment or since I got here, my life will never be the same.

And I’m so damn happy about it.

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