Page 43 of Between Desire and Denial
“You want my whole cock in you, don’t you?”
“Yes. God yes.” The way she was riding her one finger told me she was almost there. I wanted to see her unravel, see how she got there just from me commanding her.
“Move that finger inside you, Olive.” I pumped myself as I watched and brought my other hand up to one of her breasts to give her even more satisfaction. Her skin was so smooth and supple as my fingers played over her nipple. Her eyes widened when I pinched and pulled before she swore under her breath on a moan. “That’s right. Feel how I play with you while you play with yourself. Curl that finger in you now. Say my name as you do it. Ride your hand hard, baby.”
She cried out when she did as she was told, her whole body arching in the water splashing down on her. She almost fellforward, but I slowly lowered her, my hand still rubbing her breast in soft circles. She was fully vulnerable and beautiful. Completely at my disposal. I slid one of her legs from the rim of the tub and then the other so that her pussy was nestled right against my cock all while she took quick breaths coming down from her orgasm. I took the finger she’d had in her pussy and sucked the come from it.
She watched with wide eyes, her head on my chest. “That shouldn’t be hot.”
“And you shouldn’t taste like honey.”
“And I shouldn’t be on top of you in the bathtub.” She giggled.
“And I shouldn’t be contemplating how much more you can take.”
“A lot more,” she whispered. “All of you in me.”
“I’m a little concerned that once we’re done here, I won’t be able to picture any other face but yours when I want to fuck.”
“Then maybe I should turn around? I’m still on birth control,” she said. “You know what that means. You can fuck me just like this.”
I think right there I should have stopped us. There wasn’t a way I could get over a woman like this—one I’d overlooked for years and now couldn’t look away from. She knew she had me by the balls when she spun in the water and then straddled me to bear down on my cock. She did the maneuver perfectly, like she’d practiced all her life.
She was made for me, and in the water on that night, I took her hard, her back facing me like she thought I didn’t want to see her.
“Look back, Olive.”
She looked over her shoulder and smiled. It might have been the first real smile I got that night, and then she met my thrustwith her own, and I came deep in her so hard I might have blacked out for a second.
She screamed at the same time and tightened around my cock, the water sloshing over the edge as she fell back onto my chest.
It had barely been a minute of us breathing heavily when she moved to get up. I pulled her back. “Where the hell are you going?”
She giggled and shoved my arm off her waist. “Our pizza is getting cold, Mr. Hardy.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“You just told Jameson to do so.” She rolled her eyes. “Should I keep calling youDarling D? A good nickname for my pretend boyfriend.”
“No. Unless thedstands fordaddy.” It was a joke, but she smirked.
“I’ll call you daddy if you like it…” She stepped out of the shower and turned off the water before looking back at me and purring, “Daddy.”
Fuck me. I didn’t usually like being called that, but anything she did lately was getting to me. “You need to be careful with that mouth of yours.”
She rolled her eyes and toed the small seam in the tile. “Was it your idea to have a drain wrapping around the tub?”
“Sure. I thought it would add some fun.” I smiled at her. “I was right, huh?”
She walked over to the cabinet and grabbed a white towel to wrap around herself. “I’m sure a lot of girls like it. I’m going to get dressed and eat.”
“I’ll be down in a second.”
“Oh, don’t rush. I’m going to scarf down my food and pass out anyway.”
“That tired?”
“Well, we expended a lot of energy.” She sighed and looked out at the bedroom. “Should we order beds tomorrow? Till you leave, you can just sleep on one side of the bed. It’s a king anyway. And since we already… well, since…”
