Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
OLIVIA
I don’t know if I've ever been more turned on in my life. He’s barely touched me, and I feel like I might explode at any minute. I’ve never truly been spanked before. An occasional slap on the ass during sex might have happened before, but nothing like this.
He has me bent over, fully exposing myself to him, and every slow move he makes…I want more. I feel him step back, and I immediately miss his body heat pressed up against me. The first contact of his hand takes me by surprise as I cry out into the comforter to muffle the sound.
The sting hurts, but I quickly adjust to it as his hand soothes the area. My head is saying pain, but my body is saying more.
“Tell me how that felt. I need to know how far to go.” His voice is low, and I feel him in control as he rubs the sting away.
“It stung a bit, but…” His hands on my body make it hard for me to concentrate. The pain is quickly turning to pleasure, and it’s taking me by surprise. “I want more,” I whisper, knowing I want to experience this with him.
“I fucking love the greedy side of you,” he growls. “Don’t ever be afraid to take what you want from me. I’m yours, Olivia.”
His words wrap around me and fill parts of me that were empty.
The second smack comes down on my other side, and I gasp into the sheets as I fist them tightly in my hands.
He soothes it briefly before another one comes and another.
Each painful sting brings a wave of pleasure right behind it that almost brings me to my knees.
This time, when he soothes me, his hand slides between my legs. I’m so aroused that I’m practically dripping onto the floor.
“Fuck,” he moans, sliding through my folds. “I knew you loved what I was doing, but I had no idea you were enjoying it this much.” He drops to his knees as his palms continue to rub my sore ass. “I’m not about to let a drop of this sweet honey be wasted.”
He dives in, and I moan loudly into the covers. There’s no way I’m going to last long after what just happened and then having his tongue on me now.
“I’m so clos…” The words die off my lips as his lip ring scrapes across my sensitive bud.
He pulls back, and I start to protest when a sharp sting hits my center, pushing me over the edge.
My orgasm rockets through me, shattering me into a million pieces as I muffle my scream by burying my face in the covers.
His mouth is on me again as I ride out the pleasure that’s shooting across my body. I’m breathing heavily as I land back in my body, still disoriented from the high.
He stands up, and before I have time to recover, he’s gripping my hips and filling me deeply in one hard thrust.
“Oh my God,” I moan. He’s so deep at this angle, and I feel stretched to the max. Parts of my body that are still sensitive from my last orgasm immediately awaken as he slides along my walls and plunges back in .
“Fuck, I still feel your pussy tightening from the last one,” he groans out and rocks into me harder. “You feel so damn good this way, baby, but I want more tonight.” He slides out of me and pulls me up to him before turning me around. His lips are on me in seconds as his tongue dives deep.
My fingers tangle in his hair as I clutch him to me. I can taste myself on his tongue, and it only spurs my desire for him. His hands fist my dress before it’s lifted over my head. My bra comes next as it falls to the floor. His eyes roam over my naked body before meeting mine.
“This is what I needed to see.” His hand comes up and brushes the top of my breasts before backing me up against the bed. “There’s nothing in the world I love more than staring into your beautiful eyes while I’m deep inside you.”
Moving around me, he sits on the bed with his back against the headboard.
“Come sit where you belong.” He slowly strokes down his hardened length, and I watch a drop of arousal bead on his tip. His dark ink and tanned skin are a sharp contrast to my white sheets as I take in the sinful treat before me.
Taking my time like he did with me, I walk slowly to the end of the bed and face him. His eyes turn curious as I climb onto the bed. On all fours, I slowly make my way over to him as I move over his body and straddle him.
“Jesus,” he says breathlessly. “Did you just crawl to me?”
“Mmm-hmm,” I say, kissing his chest. “And just for the record, I’ve never done that for anyone but you,” I flick his nipple with my tongue and lightly bite it. He sucks in a breath, and I smile against his skin. I love the effect I have on him.
I move to the other one and suck it between my teeth. His hands dive into my hair as I torture him with my tongue.
“Just for the record, being your first pleases me more than you know, and I will remember that image until my last breath. ”
I follow his ink with my tongue and stop when I get to his heart.
“Why don’t you have any tattoos here?” I run my fingers over his bare skin next to his heart. “You’re covered in them except for this area. Why?”
“It’s something my brothers and I decided when we first started getting inked. We would save that spot for the right girl. Everyone is tattooed there now, but me.”
“Like their name?”
“God, no,” he laughs. “That’s bad luck. It’s something that represents them or is special to them. All the girls have a matching one on their left shoulder blade.”
“Why that spot?” I ask, tracing the black designs on his stomach before finding his piercing. I move over it with my finger, catching his arousal on my skin.
“I think after tonight, you can guess why that spot would be a pretty damn good place for my brothers to enjoy looking at it.” His eyes darken as he watches me place my finger in my mouth and suck off his taste. “Olivia?”
“Hmmm?” I pretend I don’t know what I’m doing to him as I continue to innocently tease him, as my tongue swipes my bottom lip.
“Unless you want me to paint those tits, I suggest you sit like I asked you to. From spanking your ass to watching you crawl to me, I’m about two seconds away from dying from blue balls over here. I really need that sweet pussy of yours to save me.”
Giggling, I sit up on my knees and position his tip at my entrance. “I’ve never saved someone’s life before.” I slowly slide down onto him, and he throws back his head as his muscles strain to fight for control. His eyes are shut tightly as his breathing increases.
“I’m pretty sure you already saved mine the moment you walked into my bar.” He manages to get out as I stretch around him and fully take him in all the way.
“I could say the same,” I whisper quietly, giving him something back. His eyes open and find mine. The unspoken feelings hang in the air as we stare into each other’s souls.
“Olivia, I…” I watch his throat move as he swallows before his hand brushes the hair back from my face.
Covering his hand with mine, I feel panic start to rise. Deep down, I know what I feel, but I'm still not ready to voice it. Once it’s said, it all becomes too real, and part of me is still terrified that this is too good to be true.
“I’m not ready,” I say, shaking my head and stopping him from continuing.
“I just need more time. I know that’s stupid because I clearly feel it, but I can’t stop the panic I feel whenever I try to voice it.
” Tears well up in my eyes, and he brushes one away as it escapes.
“It’s the last piece of me I have to give you, and… ”
“Shhh. It’s okay. I will wait until you’re ready.
” His tender smile makes me feel even more guilty for feeling this way.
I don’t want to be scared to love him. I just don’t know how to get past the fear of trusting someone with my heart again, and Bee adds a whole other level of pressure to get it right this time.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “I’m sorry, I’m such a mess.” I wipe a tear away, and he takes my face in his hands.
“You’re not a mess. You’ve been hurt deeply before, and it’s scary to put yourself out there again. I’m not going anywhere,” he shakes his head and smiles. “Take the time you need because when you do say it, I want you to have full trust in what we have.”
“Where did you come from?” I laugh, staring at him in wonder. “I didn’t think guys like you existed?”
“I could say the same about you,” he chuckles. “I’m still not sure you’re not some figment of my imagination, and I’m just living out a fantasy in my dreams.”
“Ow!” I yelp, rubbing the spot on my butt where he just pinched me.
“Nope,” he grins. “You’re real.”
“Of course I’m real. Does this feel like just a dream to you?” I lift up and take him deep again before setting a pace that has both of us losing all sense of reality.
“If it is, it’s one I don’t ever want to wake up from,” he moans, gripping my hips and bringing me down harder this time. My arms go around his neck as I hold him close, my breasts bouncing against his chest, and my sensitive nipples rubbing against his skin.
His mouth lands on my neck as he sucks and pulls my flesh with his teeth.
“I’m barely hanging on, so I need you to cum for me, honey,” he growls against my skin before finding my lips.
His tongue invades me ruthlessly as he tangles with mine.
“There’s no way in hell I’m going without you, so ride my cock as hard as you want to get you there.
It’s yours now, so use it,” he says in a low voice before leaning back against the headboard and watching me.
My fingers rake down his chest as his gaze simmers with heat. I know he’s fighting to stay in control, but I have every intention of making him lose it as I feel my body edge toward what it needs.
Using my leg strength, I ride without abandonment, taking him deeper and harder than I ever thought was possible. I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but right now, I welcome it.
“Fuck,” he grounds out. His face is tight with restraint. “That’s it, honey. Use me.”