Page 11 of Wicked Little Secret

He might have puffed his chest out a little at her admission. “I’m not done with you, darlin’.”

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Olivia

He lay beside her, still fully dressed, and leaned down to kiss her. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, and it only turned her on more.

She liked the way he kissed: he used just enough tongue to be passionate but not so much that she thought she was making out with a St. Bernard.

While Rose had nicknamed Casey Montoya Inigo the douchebag, she’d secretly been calling him Beethoven, after the movie dog—not the composer.

Pulling away from his mouth, she unbuttoned his shirt. She wasn’t as skilled as him and had to use two hands, but with every button she opened, she planted a kiss on his warm skin. Each time, he sucked in a deep breath—making her feel like a goddess.

When the last button was finally undone, she sat back and admired him for a small moment. With just the right amount of muscular definition and hair on his chest and stomach, his masculinity was undeniable. He was amazing to look at and touch.

She traced her fingers from his nipples to his waistband as she planted kisses on his stomach, then lowered her hand to fondle and squeeze him over the fabric of his pants. It was a nice bulge, and she was anxious to become better acquainted with it.

When she reached to undo his belt, he grabbed her by the wrist and kissed her fingertips. The look he gave her was pure lust. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered.

Olivia didn’t doubt for a second that he meant it.

“So are you,” she murmured and returned to the task at hand: getting his pants off.However, she left his boxer briefs on in order to tease him first.

Mouthing his cock over the black fabric and cupping his balls, she could feel his thick shaft pulsing with need. A small moan escaped her lips when she felt him undo the clasp of her bra and pull the straps to her elbows so her breasts were completely exposed.

Olivia quickly shed the bothersome garment and rubbed her tits against his bare thigh. The hair on his legs was a delicious tease to her nipples.

Freeing his rock-hard dick from the confines of his underwear, she moaned as it bounced in front of her face. Thicker than average, she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.

She circled the tip with her tongue, stroking him gently from the base as she did. Taking his shaft deep in her throat, she was rewarded with a soft groan of, “Fuuuuuck.”

She pulled off his length and murmured, “Mmm, that’s the plan, baby.”

Mindful not to neglect his balls, she lowered herself between his legs to suck and pull his sac between her lips while she kept the rhythm of her hand steady on his cock.

His twitching abs and soft groans were all the encouragement she needed to know she was doing it right.

Feeling adventurous, she let her tongue explore his taint and the outer part of his ass as he tea-bagged her face. His musky smell was so sexy, and she took a deep breath in to savor it before sucking his skin on the way back to his cock.

Once there, Olivia again took him deep in her mouth—this time not letting her lips touch his shaft. When he was fully engulfed, she drew her lips around him and gently sucked as she withdrew him from her lips, circling the head with her tongue before taking him to the base again and holding him there, the tip bobbing against her throat before pulling back again. She took shallow strokes with her mouth while jerking his shaft from the base.

Tasting something sweet and salty, she took that as her cue to stop so she could finally feel him inside her.

She moved to straddle him at the waist. His blue eyes seemed darker as he looked up at her. His body was so muscular and wide that the mere act of putting her legs on the sides of his body opened her pussy.

Holding her hands on his strong, hairy chest for support, Olivia rubbed her slit along his cock, careful to keep him from penetrating her. Twice she acted like she was going to take him inside her, but then wiggled and moved him away from her entrance.

The third time Pete pinned her hips and thrust in. They both moaned in unison when his cock filled her, and she fell forward, her hair fanning his head.

“You fucking feeling amazing,” he growled in her ear.

Olivia moved rhythmically back and forth on his cock and soon was sitting up straight in order to take him as deep inside as she could.

Her hips ground against his, and she relished the sensation of them totally entwined before falling forward onto his chest. He hugged her tight with his strong arms and fucked her hard and fast.

She wanted to wiggle her body in delight, but he wouldn’t let her move an inch as he thrust into her over and over. The sound of his balls slapping against her echoed in her ears as she let go and basked in the carnal pleasure

Loosening his hold, he drew her chin to his face and kissed her, her taste still on his lips.

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