Page 45 of Wicked Dreams

His hands wrapped around my thighs, holding them in place while he continued his beautiful assault on my body. His tongue flicked against my sensitive nub before sucking it into his mouth. With my eyes closed, all I saw were stars and fireworks, unable to concentrate on anything but what he was causing me to feel.

My muscles hardened, and a tingle started to build. I’d never had an orgasm before, but somehow I knew I was about to. And as much as I wanted it, I didn’t want ityet. I wanted my time with him to last longer — last forever.

His hands released my hips, and he slid his fingers into me. As my body stretched around his fingers, a burning sensation washed over me. I was hot,toohot. My skin felt like it was one fire, and I smelled smoke. But I was lost somewhere in my own body. I couldn’t stop anything. All I could do was lie there, letting the overwhelming pleasure take me where it may.

As his fingers glided deeper inside me, he pushed me over the edge. I called out loud with my release as it flooded over me, drenching me completely. My body was burning and tingling all at the same time, a mixture of pleasure and pain that felt too good to last. I rode out every last wave like I was in the middle of an ocean with nothing but Van as my life raft.

As my body started to relax, the burning eased away, and I forced open my eyes. Van was getting to his knees. He swiped the back of his hand over his glistening lips.

Without thinking, I reached out and tugged his mouth to mine, making his erection press against my bare, wet center. “Van, I need more,” I begged against his lips.

He didn’t argue, but he didn’t agree either. He just let me kiss him as he kissed me back. After several long minutes of kissing, I couldn’t do it anymore. I needed him in ways I’d never needed another person. My hands found the button on his jeans, but he pulled away.

“I’m sorry, Livvy, but we can’t. Not yet.” He almost seemed pained to say the words. He swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.

“I need you, Van. Just a little more. Please?” I whispered, keeping my eyes locked on his. I didn’t know what was fueling this passion burning hot inside of me, but I didn’t care. I just needed him in ways I couldn’t even understand.

“Livvy, we haven’t been together that long. Let’s not use up all our firsts today.” He was still between my legs, but he held his upper body off me.

“We won’t do it, but… just a little more?” I offered a small smile. Miraculously, he let me unbutton his jeans and push them down his hips. When I reached out and ran my hand over his boxer-covered erection, he let out a hissing breath, and his hips arched into my touch.

His mouth found mine once again, and our kisses were rushed and hard. His hips started grinding into me, allowing me to feel his hardness right where I needed it.

“Can you feel me, Livvy? Feel how badly I want you?”

“Yes,” I whispered against his lips.

“I want nothing more than to slide deeply inside your tight pussy and never leave you.” His hips rolled against me again, making me call out from the tingle that formed in my stomach.

“You’re so wet for me, baby. You have no idea how much willpower it’s taking for me not to bury myself inside you.” His hands held my hips as he rolled his into me again.

“Take me, Van. I know you need me. I can feel how hard you are.” My eyes closed, and my lips parted as another orgasm rose from feeling his hard cock pressed against that perfect spot.

My hands landed on the waistband of his boxers, and I pushed them down, freeing him.

He shook his head. “Wecan’t, Livvy.”

“I just want to feel you against me with nothing between us. Please, Van?” So much emotion coursed through me. Everything felt heightened. It was almost too much. I was nearing tears. I needed release so desperately.

Without arguing, he allowed his hard cock to slip between my folds but didn’t permit it to enter me. His hips kept moving, grinding against me until my climax broke and washed over me, drowning me once again. He rocked against me again and again, until my release ended, leaving me breathless.

I peered up at his beautiful face. It was painted with need. Without thinking, I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his thick cock.

His breath hissed through his teeth as I moved my hand back and forth, pumping him. He shouted my name. Hearing it slip from his lips in a gasp of ecstasy had me pumping harder and faster. I was mesmerized by the pleasure on his face — the way his brows furrowed together, the way his jaw flexed, the darkening of his eyes.

“S-stop, baby. Not yet,” his voice rasped out. His hand found mine and tugged me away from his throbbing cock.

“Why?” I whispered thickly, wanting to make him feel as good as he’d made me feel.

“Because…” He planted a tender kiss on my lips. “…when I come for you, I want it to beinsideyou, not on you.”

His words sent a thrill of excitement through me. I leaned up and pressed my mouth to his, our tongues dancing together as we kissed.

Panting, he pulled away from me and stared down at me with lust drunk eyes. “I fucking love you, Livvy.”

“I love you too,” I whispered back before my mouth found his again.

Olivia

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