Page 15 of Magic or Madness

He groans with anticipation, and a small smile crosses my lips.

I undo his jeans, slowly dragging the denim over his thighs, and down his legs until they pass his ankles, and I throw them to the floor.

The only thing between us is his black boxers, and I work those down in the same fashion until his cock is freed.

Ozzy takes my hair in his fist again, guiding me as I open my mouth, and wrap my lips around his tip. He moans loudly thesecond I make contact with his skin, tipping his head back as I work my tongue up and down his length.

“Touch yourself, Bambi. Touch that pretty pussy while you suck my cock,” he urges, and I do as he says.

My body is so sensitive after my first orgasm that it doesn’t take me long to start feeling the tension building again. It’s even more heightened as I take Ozzy deep in my throat, nearly choking on the length of him.

“Fucking Christ, Fallon. You’re doing so good,” he moans, thrusting into my mouth as I reach my second orgasm.

I pull away from him, my body shaking from the pleasure I gave myself, and my face flushes red as I realize he’s had his eyes glued on me the entire time.

“Ozzy …” I breathe, but he shakes his head, holding a finger to my lips.

“Did you make yourself cum?” He asks, and I nod, slightly nervous about admitting that.

I’m relatively new to the idea of sex feeling good, but with Ozzy, I feel free to explore this side of it, even if I’m afraid to admit some things.

“Do you want to keep going, or was that enough for tonight?” He gently caresses my face, making it a point to check on me, ensuring I’m still comfortable with what we're doing.

Even though I was just taking him down my throat, he’s more concerned about how I’m feeling. I’ve never had anyone ask me if I was okay, or for my consent, and I don’t know if it's the two orgasms fogging my brain, or if the emotions are taking over, but tears start to well in my eyes.

I rush to wipe them away, but Ozzy notices, and immediately pulls me to him.

“It’s okay, Fallon. I’m fine stopping here. I don’t want you to feel like we have to do anything else,” he whispers, cocooning my body against his and stroking my hair as the tears fall faster.

“It’s not that, Ozzy. I’ve never had anyone say those things to me, and it’s so fucking stupid for me to cry about, but I can’t stop,” I confess, and he tilts my chin, his eyes frantically searching mine.

We’re both silent as he wipes my tears with one thumb, his other arm still tightly wrapped around me.

“I don’t understand, are you saying nobody has ever gotten your consent beforehand?” He questions, his body tense as he waits for my answer.

“No. Bryce kind of just expected me to be fine with it and before that … I never had a choice,” I say softly, biting my lip to keep myself from crying even harder asthosememories begin to make their way back into my mind.

“I will gut the person who stole from you, do you understand me? Tell me everything,” he orders, but I shake my head, not wanting to bring up any more of my past while we're both naked.

“Ozzy, please. I don’t want to talk about this, not tonight,” I beg, and he reluctantly agrees, but I know we’ll be circling back.

He doesn’t seem like the type to let things go, and I’m already so comfortable with him that I may just confess my darkest secrets.

“Come here, Bambi. Lay with me,” he says, and I snuggle under his arm while he pulls the blankets over us, and I feel safe here with him.

No man has ever made me feel safe, and it’s a big deal for me to trust him, but I do. With my whole heart, ItrustOzzy.

“You’re changing my life, you know that?”

“I can’t let you go, Fallon. Tomorrow, when you want to leave and go back to your life, I’m going to be ripped apart without you,” Ozzy confesses, and my heart hurts hearing the emotion in his voice.

“I don’t want to leave you. One night isn’t enough,” I whisper, rubbing my hands on his abs, trailing down toward his exposed cock.

“Fallon —” he starts, but I shush him with my lips, pulling him down to me with my free hand.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I say seductively against his lips, and he switches back into a force to be reckoned with.

He reaches down and slaps my thighs, making me spread my legs open, and he dips two fingers inside me while I stroke his cock, both of us moaning softly between kisses.

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