All the Little Secrets (English Prep 2)

I sucked in a breath at the sound of his demanding tone, but I loved it all the same. I gingerly sat up and reached under the hem of my shirt and flung it off. Ollie watched my every move with each tracing line of his eye, and I swore it made things ten times hotter.

I liked this. I liked watching him fall to his knees with lust. His chest was moving quickly, the veins in his forearms bulging as he clenched his fists together.

You like this, Ollie? ‘Cause so do I.

The button of my jeans sprang free, and his hooded eyes widened. I shimmied off the bed and pulled the tight material down my legs, kicking my pants across the room.

A black lacy bralette and a skimpy pair of underwear were the only things left on my body, and for some reason, I wasn’t timid in the slightest. The last time we’d done this, it was too dark to see anything, which was good, because I was nervous. I had been way out of my comfort zone but so desperate to rebel that I had pushed away all doubts and uncertainty until afterwards.

But tonight, the nerves were gone. The only thing I felt was excitement.

A hiss between his teeth had me smirking. His nostrils flared as he stomped toward me. His warm hands went around my hips, and I swore they seared my very skin. For a moment, we just stared at each other. My chest pressed along his, his fingers digging into my hips. I gulped as he took his hand and angled my chin up. “I’m going to ask you one more time, Piper. Are you sure about this?”

It only took half a second for me to nod and the other half for him to kiss me. His tongue slid in and moved over mine languidly, and I fought back a moan. Ollie was a damn good kisser. Warm, soft lips and a slow, calculated tongue that dipped in my mouth, making warm tingles float over my skin.

But soon, our slow and sensual kiss turned into a starving thirst that neither of us could quench. Our teeth clanked, and my lip was tugged by his bite as he quickly backed me up against his closet door. My legs involuntarily spread open as his knee slid in between them. Our kisses were rushed and raw, his hand pulling on my hair as I opened myself up to him. The heat between our bodies was enough to melt anyone who came near.

His hardness hit my belly, and I panted, pulling away for a moment. The softness of Ollie’s baby blues was gone, and in its place was an untamed need that I was clawing to get at. His dark pupils were dilated with lust, and I simply felt wild. There was a part of me that craved to be timid and self-conscious, but when Ollie kept hold of my stare and crept his hand past my hip, gripping the inside of my thigh, I bit so hard on my bottom lip that it bled.

“Open those legs for me, babe.”

A rush of breath fell out from my mouth, and I fluttered my eyes shut. His palm was rough along my soft skin as he very slowly traced a line from the inside of my knee to my most sensitive spot.

A growl from him had me withering against the wall, my legs opening even wider.

I felt the cool air brush over me as he moved my panties to the side, and I had to force my legs straight to keep my knees from buckling. I was shivering.

When his finger slowly dipped inside of me, my eyes flew open.

Ollie was watching me, his eyes lustful and dangerous. His free hand came up, and he gripped my face as he dipped his mouth onto mine again. His kisses mixed with the swirl of his finger had me losing my breath. I couldn’t breathe or think clear thoughts. The line I had drawn between us over the last year was completely invisible now, and I didn’t care in the slightest. Hate blurred with love, and I wasn’t sure where I stood anymore. The only thing I cared about was riding his hand.

“Ollie,” I managed to croak out.

His knee pushed my legs even further apart, and I threw my head back. His hand slipped from my face and rested along my neck.

“That’s it, baby. Right there.” He seemed to find my sweet spot, and I moaned. “Let go for me.”

And I did.

My body exploded, and I all but collapsed in his arms. He caught me quickly, scooped up my legs, and wrapped them around his waist. They felt like Jell-O as he laid me on the bed.

Ollie’s hair was a rustled mess, the light strands sticking up in the hottest way possible. His tongue darted out and licked his swollen lips as he stared down at me with a look that had me burning up all the same.

“Fuck me,” I whispered, surprising myself.

His eyes flared as his hands wrapped around my legs. “Only if you promise you’ll say those words to me again, preferably in the near future.”

Was that even a question?

I slowly sat up in his bed and kept his stare in line with mine. I reached my shaky fingers behind my back and unclasped my bra, letting the straps fall down one by one against my shoulders. “Fuck me, Ollie. Fuck me like I’m the only girl you want to fuck.”

In an instant, Ollie was completely naked and pulling a condom over himself. He was hovering over me with a look that I'll likely take to my grave. “Don't you see, Piper?” His mouth was a breath away from mine. “You”—he pulled my panties down my legs and tossed them to the side—“are”—he began to slide into me, and I arched my back—“the only”—he was one thrust in, and I lost my ability to focus on anything other than him—“the only girl I fucking see.”

His thrusts were slow at first, but as soon as I began moving below him and our lips fused, they were hard and fast. His name fell off my lips through a muffle of moans as I found another release, and just as I thought it couldn’t get any better, he flipped me around mid-thrust and took me in a completely different way.

His hand trailed over my spine slowly as he paused for a minute, and I felt myself tighten almost instantly. This is way too good. If I wasn’t careful, I could completely lose myself in all things Ollie. This might ruin me for life.

My body was spent, but it was winding up again as Ollie moved over me. “Fuck, Piper,” he moaned as I began crumbling. His hand found my breast, and all it took was one handful and his body stilled. His head dropped to my back, and his heavy breathing coated my skin like a warm blanket. He placed a soft kiss to my spine, and I felt something I’d never ever felt before.