Page 20 of His Cabin Obsession

I unbuckle my belt and then reach for my zipper, feeling a modicum of relief when the tight fabric parts, allowing my erection more room. My pants drop to the floor and pool around my ankles, leaving only one layer between us.

My head is already trailing precome, soaking through the fabric of my tight boxer briefs. Everything about Olivia makes me hard, and watching her come for me, feeling it on my tongue, was enough to drive me wild. I keep my eyes on her face, operating by touch alone as I hook my hands into my waistband and yank down, letting my hard dick bob free in the cool air of the room.

Olivia’s eyes are wide as saucers, taking in the sight of my cock with awe. I step a little closer after kicking my clothes away, encouraging her. She reaches out one hand, hesitantly, and I wait patiently, even though I’m so hard that I ache to be inside of her already.

I let her take me in, until she feels comfortable. One finger touches my head and I wince, sucking in a breath; it’s almost more than I can bear already. I want to be inside her, thrusting hard and fast, losing myself. I can only just hold myself back as her fingers trail through my precome, running it down the side of my veiny length, throbbing with intense need.

She has to be well enough acquainted by now – and I mean has to be, because I can’t hold back. There’s no way I can stop now. I have to take her – right now – before I burst with need for her body.

Chapter Seventeen

Olivia

I never imagined that it would be so… big.

Aaron’s cock is hot to the touch, strangely soft on the surface with so much hard steel underneath. Looking at it in awe, I can’t imagine how It could possibly fit inside me. I mean… that? Really? Is he sure?

Given what he just did to me, I trust him. It feels like he knows what he’s doing, and I know he won’t steer me wrong. I have no choice. I’ve already given my body over to him – full permission to do whatever he wants. There’s no turning back. I don’t know that I would be able to make myself stop him if I wanted to – and I definitely don’t want to.

Aaron climbs back onto the bed, and I can’t tear my eyes away from the way his length moves, bobbing in the air like it has a life of its own, straining upwards as if it wants to get away and act independently, thick and long and already dribbling with something clear and sticky. I roll onto my back again and open myself below him, making no attempt to cover myself. Not now. The time for shyness has gone; now all I want is to give him all of me, to let him take as much as he wants.

I widen my hips, rolling my legs to the sides, opening myself up as much as I can. I want him to know how much I want this. There’s no question anymore. This is everything I want.

Aaron takes his cock in his hand and rubs it slowly against me, the head trailing through my wetness, rubbing up and down over all of those sensitive spots that are now hyper-reactive, making me moan and fidget. The pleasure is so intense it barely even feels real, as if I can’t possibly be here – can’t possibly be experiencing something so strong.

Then Aaron looks up, his eyes fixing onto mine, and he keeps them there as he finds my entrance and settles against it, ready and waiting. I nod quickly, not because I think he needs to know he has my permission – he must already know – but because I want this to happen so badly that I’m impatient. Hurry up, I want to tell him – take me now – do it now.

Aaron pushes forward slowly, and only the barest amount, but my eyes fly open wide at the tightness as he pushes in. It’s already so much – I feel so full. It feels as though he won’t even be able to make it in, that my body won’t have enough space inside for him to fit, but he does, and he sits there a moment, letting me get used to the new sensation.

It doesn’t take long before he moves again. He inches in just a little at a time, slowly, moving with such exaggerated care that I know is hard for him. He wants to be inside all the way, to take me completely, but out of care for me he moves slowly. It makes me want him even more, makes me burn for him, knowing that he would care for me that way.