Page 160 of The Young & the Sinner

My arms trembled as I looked down at her. “Are you sure?”

She nodded, pulling me down for a hard kiss. I quickly took control, and she opened for me, deepening our kiss while I reached down with one hand for my cock, squeezing the tip harshly to keep from losing it before I directed myself to her drenched entrance.

Olivia pulled away from the kiss and looked at me.

“Are you with me, baby?” I asked. I didn’t want her in the past with him. I wanted her here, with me.

She smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I’m with you.”

“Good.” And then I moved in, inch by inch, stretching her out. My arms shook a little from the strain, as I tried to control myself from plunging into her completely. She felt so good around me, and I wasn’t even all the way in yet.

“How does this feel?” I asked, when I got to her barrier.

“It feels okay. Just do it, Mason.”

“Not until I know you’re with me. I can stay like this for as long as you need me to. Just tell me when you’re good.”

She let a small exhale, her eyes closing briefly before opening again and looking at me. Then she smiled, and my breath caught. “I’m okay. You can move again.”

I leaned down and kissed her right before I pushed through. Olivia tensed beneath me and pulled away from the kiss, tears springing to her eyes and falling down at the corners.

“Shh, baby. It’s okay. The worst part is over now.”

I kissed her all over her face before taking her lips back to mine. She was still tensed beneath me, but the longer I held the position, the softer she became.

I continued to kiss her until she kissed me back.

Sweat poured over my skin as I held still, my cock throbbing inside of her. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could stay like this, but then Olivia moved her hips against mine, and I let out a soft groan.

“Hold on, baby. Don’t move around so much.”

“Why?” she asked, and her voice had breathless quality to it.

“God.” I buried my face in the crook of her neck. “You’re killing me.”

“Mason. I need you to move. I’m okay now. And I don’t want you to hold back.”

I shook my head and pulled away.

“How are you feeling?” I asked again.

“Achy. I need you to move or I might murder you.”

Even strained, I couldn’t help but let a small chuckle.

I moved out slowly at first, before going back in. Olivia wrapped her arms around my neck, a world of fascination in her eyes as she took me in. When I increased my pace just a little bit more, her eyes glazed over and she clenched around me.

“Oh, God. Don’t stop, Mason.”

“I wasn’t planning on it.” At this point, I wasn’t sure I could even if I wanted to. My control was slipping before my very eyes. She felt so goddamn good around me.

When she arched her back, pushing her chest against me, I moved my hand down between our bodies and played with her clit.

She wiggled against me, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes closed as she gave into the sensation. After a while, her brows furrowed a bit, and I knew she was close. I moved my hand away and brought it up to her face, tucking in a soft strand of brown hair behind her ear.

“Look at me,” I said softly.

She opened her eyes and smiled and my breath caught. And then she wrapped her legs around my waist without a conscious thought, as if this was the most natural thing in the world, and right now, with her, it felt like it.

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