Ollie’s hands are in my hair, pulling me closer, and she’s moaning, making the sexiest fucking sound I’ve ever heard. I can’t help the urge, I reach down and stroke my cock, the pleasure the small taste I need to keep myself from coming.
Sealing my mouth over her clit, I suck hard, and Ollie yells. I feel her shake, her pussy surging wetness as she comes. Her body spasms, and I see her hands dig into the sheets. She breathes in sharp gasps, and I can almost see the waves of her orgasm moving through her body. She releases my hair suddenly, and I pull back to see her smiling.
“Was the teasing worth it?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe?” I go to one of my drawers where I keep my condoms and lube and grab them. “Clearly I’ll have to do better next time.”
Ollie stretches, rolling over onto her stomach, already looking ravished and sated. “You’re going to do that again? It almost killed me this time.”
“I’ll do it until you say that it was absolutely worth it.”
She laughs. “We’ll see. Maybe we can make a deal.”
“What sort of deal?” I ask, crawling onto the bed with her, hauling her against me and kissing her. Fuck, my stomach drops when our lips meet and it feels big. Being with Ollie is better than I could have imagined.
“We’ll have to see if you try to tease me,” she says. “It’ll be a surprise.”
“I thought you hated surprises.”
She laughs. “Only when I’m the one being surprised.”
I grab the condom off the bed. “You’re sure about this?”
“Yes.” She takes the condom from me and I have to grit my teeth as she rolls it down my cock. I’m so hard that a stiff breeze off the Hudson could make me blow.
She turns over again, and wiggles her ass at me, and I’m just…
“Shit, Ollie.”
She giggles, and I grab the lube. I stroke some onto my cock and some onto her ass, and fit myself against her. Stretching out over her, I make sure she can feel me—my chest pressed against her back, my legs on the outside of hers, my cock poised to take her ass. I press, and slowly, I feel her relax, give, and push back. I let up, and push in again. This is going to happen in inches. Millimeters. And I’m going to savor every second.
The tip of my cock slips inside her ass, and holy. Fucking. God.
“Oh,” Ollie gasps, tensing beneath me.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” Her hands flex on the sheets, gripping and releasing. “It’s strange.”
I’m having a hard time focusing on her words when her ass is squeezing me like this. “Bad strange?”
“I don’t know yet.” She relaxes again, and she pushes up into me slightly. “More.”
How can I say no to that? I press in further, and shit. My hands are clenched into fists, my jaw tight. I’m sliding inside something so tight, it feels amazing. And even though I already knew, it suddenly hits me that I’m the first person to do this. Ollie’s never let anyone do this with her. I’m a first. She trusts me not to hurt her, not to do her harm.
Pressing in another half inch, I groan. “How do you feel?”
“Full,” she says, voice airy.
I kiss the skin below her ear. “I’m not even halfway inside you.” She moans, and I feel that moan straight in my dick. “Can I keep going?”
She doesn’t say anything, but nods. I push in further, and further, slowly sinking into her, and it feels impossible that she’s taking this much of me. It shouldn’t be possible. But it’s happening. Fuck. One of Ollie’s hands slips down between her legs and she gasps. She’s shaking beneath me, but she doesn’t tell me to stop. I move my hips one more time and her ass is touching my stomach.
“Adam,” she says, and I don’t know what she was going to say.
“Just breathe,” I say. I’m not moving yet. Her body’s not used to me, and every few seconds she squeezes my cock like she can’t believe it’s there. Every squeeze makes me go blind with pleasure.
She shudders, and suddenly she jerks, and I go still with shock. “Did you just come?”
“Yes.” It’s a soft sigh filled with pleasure. “Everything feels…more.”
Rocking my hips into her ass, “This feels good?”
“So fucking good.”
I move a little more, pulling back and pushing in. Her ass grabs me, holds onto me like it doesn’t want to let me go. Fuck. “Ollie,” I say, “I need—” My voice is cut off by another squeeze. I’m not going to last much longer, and my muscles are starting to shake from holding myself back, holding myself still.
Ollie tips her hips up and back, pressing her ass into me, and then she’s pulling away, pulling herself off of my cock. And then she rolls to her back and spreads her legs, bold, unafraid, eyes filled with lust. She grabs my cock and puts it to her ass. “I want to see you. Take what you need.”
Fuck. I grab her hips, thrusting and making it past the barrier with little trouble. Then in and in and in until she’s full of me again and I look down to see my cock buried to the hilt in her ass. I fall onto my arms, holding myself above her so we’re face to face, and I kiss her. Hard.
She opens for me and I plunge my tongue inside as deep as I can. Her tongue dances with mine, and while I make her dizzy with this kiss, I start to fuck. Slowly at first, and then faster. Short strokes that barely move, growing longer and longer until I’m fucking her full force.
She squeezes down and I can’t hold on. I’ve been too hard for too long and the orgasm explodes through me like nothing I’ve ever felt before. “Fuck, Ollie!” My voice echoes around the room, and crashing surges of sharp pleasure land on me with every jerk of my cock. I can’t see anything, and I’m only aware of Ollie’s ass still squeezing me and the fact that my every nerve is fried with pleasure.
“Yes!” Her sudden shout brings my eyes open, and I see Ollie’s head thrown back, lips parted in perfect pleasure. She came again. I should have made sure that she did.
I kiss her again, softer this time. The aftermath of pleasure is still zinging through my body in a way that makes me wonder if I’ll ever feel the same again. Slowly, I pull out of Ollie and clean myself up before coming back to her. Sudden exhaustion is seeping in, and I’m already fading when I sprawl next to her, my arm across her stomach.
“I know I said that I didn’t plan on much sleep…” I say.
Ollie curls towards me, smiling. “I think that was more than either of us planned for.”
“Yes. And now I have you for three more days.”
She giggles. “Whatever will we do with ourselves?”
“Off the top of my head,” I say, “mor
e of that. More movies. I may want to fuck you on the beach.”
“Anything else new you want to try?”
I pull her closer. “You’ve already been pretty adventurous for a new relationship.”
“I want to try everything with you,” she says softly.
“Me too,” I say, tucking her close to my body. And then there’s really nothing left to say, and we fall together into sleep.
22
Ollie
The morning I wake up at Adam’s apartment is at once a morning of lazy luxury and a whirlwind of activity. Adam wakes me up with kisses and an amazing spread of breakfast that he went out and got, and we almost get carried away before he suggests that we get to the house on the island before we fall into each other again. It’s not easy to stop.
I call into work and say that I won’t be there. There’s nothing terribly urgent at the office that I need to take care of this week anyway. And then Adam zips me back into the purple dress and I make the walk of shame with him in a cab to my apartment. It’s weird being out in this dress so early in the morning, but I honestly don’t feel ashamed about it at all. Though I’ll be happy to throw on some jeans.
Once we get to my apartment, I pack the fastest I’ve ever packed in my life, grabbing cosmetics and a couple of dresses and my bathing suits. I’m not going to kid myself and pretend like I’ll be wearing clothes a lot. We both know that’s not going to happen.
Adam calls another car, a different service, and we pile into the back of a big black SUV and we’re driving. It’s a far drive, and even though I try, I’m almost lulled into sleep leaning on Adam. We were up late, and I’m still tired. I can’t believe that I did that. I’m very glad that I did, but thank god I was tipsy enough to let him go there. If I’d been sober, the embarrassment of him even suggesting anal sex would have made me say no.
I really didn’t anticipate how good it would feel. The orgasms I had weren’t explosive. They were deep. They slithered down into my bones and made me shake. It was a completely different kind of pleasure, like Adam fucking my ass turned on nerves that I never knew I had. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. If I can come from him touching my nipples, my body is clearly wired differently.