My cock slid from her mouth, and I opened my eyes to see her looking up at me. “God, I want you inside me.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah.”
She didn’t have to say it twice. I watched as she slipped out of her dress, and pointing to the bedroom, I told her where to find a condom and watched her jog into my room to get one. Fuck, she had a great body!
Returning with a pack of six, she dangled them in front of me as she sat down next to me. With a grin, she ripped one off and handed it to me. “Just in case one’s not enough.”
I slipped it on and pulled her onto my lap. “Planning on making sure I’m sore this time?”
“As I said, turnabout’s fair play.”
“Come here,” I said as I pulled her mouth toward mine. Sexy and sweet, I wanted to be inside her feeling her body clinging to me as I fucked her until both of us came harder than ever before. I positioned my cock at her opening, sliding the pad of my thumb over her eager pussy to her clit. Still wet from when my mouth had fucked her, she was ready for my cock.
She moved slowly, timid and fearful now that the full length of me began to slide into her. I fought the urge to lift my hips to thrust in balls deep knowing that I needed her to set the pace so I didn’t hurt her already sore body. Each inch more into her cunt felt better than the last until I was fully seated in her, and a soft whimper escaped her lips as we joined completely.
My thumb rubbed tiny circles on her clit while my hand on her waist kept her still, and she looked down at where my cock spread her wide open. “I was worried it might hurt, but it feels so fucking good. I can’t stand it. Please let me move.”
“Tell me what you want, Olivia.”
She tried to move, but my hand pressed hard against her hip stopped her. “I want to ride your cock. Please…”
“Your cunt’s so tight. I’m afraid I might hurt you.”
Olivia leaned toward me, capturing my lower lip in between her teeth. Biting gently, she moaned, “I don’t care. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
Lifting my hand from her hip, I cradled the back of her head and tugged her hair. “Ride my cock, baby. Let yourself go.”
She raised herself up on her knees slowly and lowered herself back down onto me, rolling her hips and arching her back. I watched her cunt swallow my cock, her lips spreading wide every time she took all of me inside her. Up and down, her body sent strings of sensation over my shaft, making me wish she’d move faster. I grabbed her hips hard and directed her fucking me, guiding the pace of our pleasure. She liked the feel of me controlling her, even as I pushed her faster and faster and risked the danger of hurting her. The feeling of my cock fucking her hard made me forget how easily she might bruise.
Her mouth pressed hard against mine, devouring my kiss as she begged me to give her what she so desperately wanted. My thighs ached from her slamming down on them, but I didn’t care. Each of us raced toward that one sublime point where our bodies would explode in release. We both panted and tugged at one another’s hair, forgetting anything else but the need to come.
“Oh, God…Cash…” she cried as her nails dragged across the back of my neck. “I’m so close…”
My mouth pressed to her face as her cheek skidded over my lips with every time she bucked up and down on my lap, I groaned, “Come for me. I want to feel that pretty cunt squeeze my cock when you come hard all over me.”
My voice rasped from panting, and Olivia moaned in my ear, “Harder…faster…it’s right there…”
I lifted my hips from the floor and rammed into her one last time and then she came, her body falling hard against mine as every inch of her shook from her orgasm. She didn’t stop riding me, though, and all it took was the feel of her cunt contracting around me again and again to take me over the edge.
We sat there still joined together for a long time recovering from the sweet torture we’d inflicted on one another. My fingers slowly moved up and down on her back feeling the light film of perspiration that covered her skin, and Olivia still clutched the back of my neck now less forcefully than just a few minutes before.
“I’m not going to be able to walk out of here,” she whispered in my ear. “I don’t think my legs work anymore.”
“You’ll just have to stay then.”
After the words came out of my mouth, I couldn’t believe I’d said that. I hadn’t offered to let a woman stay at my place for years, and there I was telling Olivia she’d have to.
She leaned back and gave me a skeptical look. “That’s the post fuck haze talking, Cash. I don’t expect you to set me up here. Just give me a few minutes to regain my ability to walk.”
I wanted to say even though I hadn’t meant she should move in I didn’t want her to go. I didn’t say it, though, preferring to stay silent instead of risking offering something I couldn’t give her.
Chapter Fourteen
Olivia
By the time I got home, it was nearly ten and Josie and Erin were waiting for me. Gossip knows no time limits, and sex gossip trumped even a good night’s sleep. Camped out on my doorstep, they sprang into action when they saw me hit the top of the stairs outside my apartment. As much as my legs were killing me and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed to hopefully have sexy dreams of Cash, I knew that would have to wait a little longer.
“Where have you been? We’ve been waiting here for nearly an hour. Remember we were supposed to all go out for drinks?” Josie asked as she scanned my frame looking for any clue as to my recent whereabouts.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t forget. The time just got away me, I guess.”
Erin narrowed her eyes to slits and stared directly into my eyes. “Olivia Lucas, you’re lying to us. What’s going on?”
I took my keys out and unlocked my door, readying myself for my friends’ inquisition since I hadn’t told them I’d even had sex with Cash yet. Stepping into my apartment, I made my way to the living room to sit down and rest my legs.
Josie and Erin followed silently and took their seats on my couch to hear my answer. I took a deep breath and just said it. “I had sex with Cash.”
“When?” Josie asked.
“Tonight?” Erin added.
“Yes, but the first time was Monday night.”
Josie crossed her arms. “You told us the fantasy thing didn’t pan out because he was out of work sick.”
“I lied. It didn’t work out like I planned. He didn’t show up so I marched myself downstairs to his office and demanded to know why he’d stood me up. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, we were on the conference room table having sex.”