Owning Olivia

Silas

I felt like an asshole. I turned into a complete animal when she took my cock in her mouth. Her tongue on my dick was mind blowing. I shouldn’t have said what I said, and God, I took her mouth like a savage. When I was kissing her, I just wanted to pour all of the affection I had for her into that kiss. I closed my eyes and put my forehead against hers. She made me crazy in the best possible way, but I didn’t want to scare her by losing control.

“Did I take that too far, Olivia?” I kept my eyes closed, I was too ashamed to even look at her. How poetic if I’d blown it all when I blew my load. The poor girl was a virgin and here she was swallowing my cum before I even penetrated her.

“Look at me, Silas. I want you to look at me while I say this.” Slowly I opened my eyes and was met with the beauty of hers.

“I liked it. It made me wet. It was insanely hot. The dirty talk really got me going. Don’t ever question yourself like that.” She smiled and I felt the rush of relief wash over me. I knew Olivia was a firecracker, but I had no idea such an innocent girl would turn out to be a total vixen in bed. I loved the challenge, I loved her mettle, we were even more perfect for each other than I’d imagined.

“Well then, baby, if you’re still hungry, I think I’m ready for seconds.” I flipped her on her back and she yelped, laughing. I wanted to bury my face between her legs and get lost in her desire. I kissed her upper thighs, licking them gently until I noticed goosebumps forming on her porcelain skin. When I took her in my mouth again, she began to whimper and writhe right away.

“Tell me what you want,” I said.

“I want you to make me come,” she panted into the darkness.

I tongued to her glistening slit and teased her entrance until she was moaning. I licked her swollen clit before putting my lips around it and sucking gently until she arched her back off the bed. Her reaction only encouraged me and I began to lap at her. I pressed my tongue inside her, as deep as I could go. I felt Olivia shudder as I devoured her sex, arousal flooded from her, she was so wet. I could feel my own precum too, dripping from my now rock-hard cock. I moved back to her clit and began the sweet torture all over again.

“Silas, please,” she begged. Her hands gripped the blankets as she rolled her hips on the edge of another explosion. I continued to stimulate her clit with my tongue and then placed my fingers inside her sweet cunt. Her breathing started to escalate, and her hips thrust with a will of their own. When she let go, my mouth filled with the juices from her orgasm.

I crawled up on the bed and looked at the sweet rose on my pillow.

“You’re mine. Now and for forever, you belong to me. Only mine.”

She smiled.

I bent down and claimed her lips once again.

Olivia

Silas’s kiss was bruising, it felt different than the others. There was no softness in the crushing act of his lips meeting mine. His tongue delved between my lips forcing them open in desperation. My head was still spinning in the afterglow of sex and I found myself completely drunk on his kiss. Our hands kept on exploring one another’s bodies as if we couldn’t get enough. I loved the feel of his hard body against the softness of mine. His muscles were firm and large, making me feel safe and protected in his arms.

“Livie, I need to fuck you now. I need to feel the warmth of that pussy around my cock. I want to fill you with cum. I want to hear you scream my name.”

His words were dangerous and yet I wanted him to take me in the daring way he described. I wanted him to own my body in the same way he already owned my heart. I nodded, unable to find my voice. He moved his hand between us running the tip of his cock along my slit, using the wetness to lubricate us both. His cock between my legs was addicting. I wanted to ride him and felt like I couldn’t wait to take him deep inside me.

“This is going to hurt a little, baby, but I promise it won’t be for long. I’m going to go gently until you get used to me.”

He positioned his cock at the outside of my entrance. The sensation was intense as he slowly pushed himself inside of me. He went carefully, advancing forward with utmost caution. Even though he was huge, my arousal made us both so wet and slippery that he eased in. Despite the pain, the rush of it was more intoxicating than anything I could have imagined. Having Silas inside of me had me feeling powerful and simultaneously delicate. Our strong emotional connection was as much of a high as the physical.