My c**k twitches against her tongue. I might as well scream that I’m on edge and about to explode.
Taking it like a challenge, Olivia sucks me deeper.
The pull to finish in her mouth is strong, but it’s not enough. I’m not ready to be finished. Before I can consider the consequences, I fist her hair and drag her off of me with a pop. Then I haul her into my lap.
Just like I thought it would, her skirt bunches up around her waist easily. It only takes one swipe of her silk panties to push them to the side. “You’re so wet, lisichka.”
She places her hands on my chest, back arched. The sight of her unravels me—hair falling in dark waves, lipstick smudged, pupils blown wide with desire. A flush spreads across her chest and her thighs tremble in anticipation.
“I was going to let you finish
