“Yeah, for me too.” She skimmed over his chest again. “I’ve wanted to touch you like this for so long…”
“Well, now you can.” His eyes were hot. “Touch me. However you want to.”
She smiled. “OK.” She kissed his chest. “You feel as good as I imagined… I just bet you’re this hard and huge everywhere, aren’t you?”
He laughed as she echoed his own words back at him, but then Olivia totally surprised him by sliding off his body to the floor. She knelt in front of him, between his legs, and undid his belt.
Dallas’ c**k hardened again and she traced its outline against his jeans, feather-light touches that made him thrust his hips against them. He groaned and she gently pushed him back on to the bed. He leaned on his elbows, his huge chest heaving, watching her unzip him. She looked up at him, then tugged his jeans down his legs before running her hands over his length.
Dallas held his breath as her fingers slid under the elastic waistband of his boxer shorts, slowly pulled them down. He lifted his lower body, helping her, and then he was free.
He looked at her face, saw her eyes widen at his size. He was a big guy, and that meant everywhere, and some women had been a bit freaked out about it, at least at first. But Olivia just reached out and touched him; she took him in both hands, stroking up and down. She smiled at him.
“I was right,” she said. “You are hard and huge everywhere, baby.”
He barely had time to suck in air before her sweet mouth was on him, licking his c**k, twirling her tongue over its salty tip. He gave a low cry and his hands went to her head, tangling in her hair. He fell back on the bed, his eyes shut tight, trying to stay in control.
Olivia kissed and stroked him, listening to Dallas’ breathing get harder and harsher. She wanted him to beg her as she’d begged him, so she played with him, alternating firm licks and flicks with hot, soft kisses, until he was almost writhing under her.
“f**k, Olivia,” he said in that dark voice that she loved. “God… please. Please…”
Right away, she eased back and took him all the way into her hot, sweet mouth. Dallas groaned as she slid up and down, pulling his c**k deeper with every thrust. He fought to keep his hips still, but it was hell. All he wanted was to plunge between her lips, for her to suck him until he exploded.
Olivia felt him shaking and she thrilled to have this huge, strong man moaning under her mouth, helplessly responding to her every touch. She angled her head to take him deeper, and she opened her throat. He froze, his whole body getting ready to come, and he sat up again.
“Olivia, stop,” he rasped. “Stop, baby… not like that. Not the first time with you.”
She released him slowly, her lips mouthing kisses as she pulled back. He closed his eyes, his self-control almost gone. Then she was on her feet in front of him, her gorgeous body right there, and he reached for her. He flipped her onto the bed, and covered her with his large frame. Their eyes met.
“I’m going to make love to you now,” he said. “It’s going to be hard and fast... and you’re going to come screaming.”
She arched up into him. “Yes.”
He rolled on the condom and she licked her lips, almost breathless at the thought of having that amazing c**k inside her. He spread her thighs and touched her p***y again; it was wide open and wet, begging for him. In one movement, he thrust inside of her, and she gave a small scream.
“OK?” he asked. “Too much?”
She shook her head. “No… not enough.” She wrapped her long legs around his waist and rose to meet him. “More.”