"Get back here" he said and pulled my arm. His arms encircled my waist.
I blushed not able to look him in the eye.
"You're so beautiful" he said tucking my hair back and looking at me dreamily. He parted my lips with his thumb and just stared into my eyes, as if he was finding the right words.
I nuzzled into his neck as my naked body wrapped around his go find warmth.
I felt him draw lazy circles on my lower back.
"Did you like it?" He teased.
I rolled my eyes. Men.
"What do you think?" I asked smiling knowingly.
He laughed before kissing me.
"Oh, you loved it" he said filled with confidence. I blushed knowing it was true. We had s*x four times last night and I came every time. My body was exhausted and the area between my legs was sore.
"I am so sore" I say. Then I bite my lip realising how his eyes turned dark slightly.
He turned her so that his front was to my back. He rested his head in the crook of my neck placing a few kisses and his arm went around my waist and pulled me to himself. I shuddered when I felt his d**k on my ass.
We saw the morning sun rise up through the windows as I tilted my head and kissed him.
God, I love him so much it hurts.
-X-
After I freshened up I found him in the kitchen. I walked up to him wearing just his white shirt.
He was wearing grey sweat pants and nothing above as I found him making breakfast. He looked so hot. I leaned on the wall nearby and crossed my arms to look at him.
"Done admiring me?" He asked, his head still turned away, as he flipped the bacon on the pan.
I hugged him from behind and he switched the stove off and turned to me. He kissed me softly at first, before going deeper. Our kisses then turned rough and desperate. He picked me up in a go and placed me on the island. He moved between my legs and I felt his clothed erection graze my naked s*x. He groaned.
"I cannot stay away from you. You're so amazing" he said and I felt so hot.
I kissed him more, harder. I found him pulling my shirt up. He parted my legs roughly. I undid his pants and it fell to the ground and he stepped out of it.
Our foreheads touching, he looked into my eyes as he entered me. I moaned loudly, but did not look away.
I was sore but I didn't care, I wanted him again.
I leaned back slightly on the island as he kept pushing into me deeper with every thrust. He stretched me to my limits again as I screamed at the delicious feeling of him filling me up with himself. I wrapped my legs around him tightly and lay on the island slab. He ripped the shirt open to reveal my breasts which bounced faster with his thrust. He held onto then and flicked my n*****s so fast that I closed my eyes and my head arched back. He then placed his thumb on my c**t and rubbed.
"Oliver..." I moaned again and again as I felt the heat building up inside of me again.
I closed my eyes and desperately tried to concentrate on my orgasm, badly wanting to reach it. I opened my eyes to see him and something in me clicked and I came, screaming his name.
I saw him groan as I felt my walls squeeze him. Then learning the trick, I started to clench my walls with his every thrust and Oliver looked like he was going to burst. He became hornier and roughly pulled me by the hair and made me sit up. I wrapped my legs even higher, even tighter. He gripped my next, not tightly and kissed me on my lips as he drilled into me. I tried to keep up with him but I couldn't, he was too fast. I felt as if I could see stars at the delirious feeling of having him thrust into me faster than before. I cursed and moaned shamelessly, which he seemed to like.
With one final thrust he came into me and collapsed on me but was careful not to crush me with his weight.
Every time I thought the s*x was amazing, it would get better. He kissed my collar bone as he got up. He wore his pants and picked me up bridal style and took me to the washroom. He placed in the shower and cleaned me up. My heart fluttered at his gesture.
"Oliver"
"Yeah, Baby"
"You came into me. We did not use any protection" I said, now realising what we had done. Last night, first time he pulled out but the other three times we used condoms.
He looked at me not knowing what to say.
"Crap..." he said.
"We can go to the mainland. If there's a pharmacy there, I'll buy the pill" I say.
He looked guilty as if he did something wrong.
"It's okay,Oliver. I'll go on the pill once we get back and you can do whatever you please to me" I said, biting my lip.
He smirked at me and kissed my nose.
He squeezed my butt as he started the shower and I felt hot water cascading down. We both helped each other wash off and got out of the bathroom together.
I wore a white short summer dress and I found Oliver looking at me smirking. If he wanted s*x one more time right now,I will kill him. If this was his normal appetite I was sure that I couldn't walk the rest of my life. But the other part of me wanted him all the time. I smiled at him and asked him to tie my dress on the back. He kissed me back with every knot before encircling his hands around my waist and placing his head in the crook of my neck. We both looked at each other in the mirror.
"You are glowing" he said and I blushed. It was kinda true, my face looked different, I looked happy and my cheeks had a certain shine today.
I saw him squeeze my breast as he pulled my head back gently and kiss me passionately. I felt myself get wet and my body on fire.
This man was going to be the death of me.