Page 60 of Bound to Him

“Don’t worry. We’re gonna—”

“Shhh.” She put her finger over my lips. “I don’t want to talk. I want to feel you and remind you what you’re missing every moment you’re not with me.”

She kissed me again, and this time, I didn’t argue. I closed my eyes and sighed into the kiss, touching her face while she touched mine. We were moving slow and sensually, knowing that this time there was no rush, no urgency to get what we needed from each other before scurrying off to get home.

“Wait,” I pulled back, “does anyone know you’re here? How did you get here?”

She smiled. “Well, Viola knows, and she’s covering for me. And… there’s a certain guard named Matt who owes me a favor.”

I accepted that and sunk into her kiss again. With her mouth never leaving mine, she managed to straddle me and began removing my clothes.

“Yeah, you know what? Fuck this,” I said, undoing the belt of her robe roughly and ripping it from her body, as was discussed. “Now, I can finally feel you.”

She was perched on my lap, legs open, completely naked. Oh God, I would lose myself trying to get enough of this body. I leaned forward to kiss her neck while she pulled my shirt off. When I had my arms back, I wrapped them around her and slid my hands down her back, over her ass, around her hips, and down her thighs. All the while kissing her skin wherever I could.

“God, you’re perfect.”

She was hastily undoing my belt now. “Perfect for you, Huxley. For your,” she pulled her nails down over my pecs, “perfect body, and your perfect mouth,” she kissed me, “and your perfect heart.”

This feeling came over me suddenly. It was a mixture of relief, happiness, horniness, and desperation. It forced me to grab her face and look into her eyes. “I love you, Olivia.”

Her smile burst across her face, and she laughed delightedly. “I love you too, Huxley!”

We crashed into each other, kissing and pulling one another closer together. She had my pants undone, so I merely lifted my ass, holding her against me, and we both managed to pull the annoying piece of clothing off.

“Fuck, I need you right now,” I breathed out.

She let out a small desperate moan, crawling higher on my lap.

“Are you ready?” I asked, sliding my hand around her ass and slipped my fingers between her pussy lips. She was already wet for me.

“Ah! Yes!” she moaned, needing my touch desperately.

“Good.”

I held my dick steady for her, and she lowered herself right onto him. Whatever slow and sensual mood we were in earlier had morphed into an urgent need, a frantic struggle to get closer together than we’d ever been before.

“Huxley!”

She called out, her pussy tight as she pushed herself down, taking my dick into her without any easing or extra lubrication. No, she was wet enough, and she needed to have me inside her right, fucking, now. The thought that she needed me that urgently was the biggest turn-on I’d ever experienced.

I took hold of her hips and pulled her down, shoving myself deeper into her.

“Fuck!” I let out while she cringed in pain and let out a small yelp. I quickly looked at her face but found it to be full of pleasure. Her mouth hung open, and her eyes watched me. I wrapped one arm fully around her waist, my other hand grasping her ass for leverage. She had her arms around my neck and her tits in my face as she immediately started to move again, no cooling down or stretching period.

“Yes, baby,” she said breathlessly, finding a rhythm and bouncing on my dick like her life depended on it. “I need you!”

“Oh God baby, you’ve got me. All of me.”

With amazement, I realized she was already coming. I let her take the wheel, fucking me like I was her own personal dildo, and nobody was watching, while I watched her tits bop in front of my face and stuck out my tongue to lick her nipples.

“Yes! Yes! Huxley!”

“That’s it baby…” I said approvingly, enjoying the show. My cock never felt better.

When her climax passed and she ran out of steam, she flopped over my shoulder. I held her ass and stood up, my wet dick tapping her ass as I walked around the bed and dropped her on her back. Her long dark hair splayed out across the white linens, and her body lay ready, mine for the taking.

“Jesus, I’m going to destroy you,” I said, looking down at her pink pussy, still dripping with her own come.

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