fingers wrapped around him tightly. My mouth watered at the thought of having him in my mouth. Needing to taste him, I sucked the hard column of his flesh into my mouth.
I sealed my lips around him, making sure to keep the suction tight as they moved up and down his shaft. Each time I tried to take more of him, but he was too large. So I used my hand to stroke his base as I continued to pull him in and out of my mouth.
“Olivia,” Holden growled as he fisted my hair.
My eyes lifted to his as he tugged me up. There was a pop sound from the suction of my lips as it sprung from my mouth.
“You need to stop. This is going to be over if you keep doing that,” he explained as he traced my lips with his thumb once more.
It was the second time he’d done it and it was just as potent as the first. It wasn’t something I’d ever known would be a turn-on, but it was. My inner walls tightened in anticipation of what I knew was to come, pun intended.
With the other guys I’d been with, I’d never felt particularly bold. If I wanted to do something or keep doing something, I never spoke up. I don’t know why I hadn’t. I’d always been comfortable and in a relationship with everyone I’d ever had sex with, but I just never had any motivation to say or do what I wanted. If I was enjoying myself, that had been enough for me.
Things with Holden were different. Even though he was the first person I’d ever been with who I wasn’t in a relationship with, I felt like I was in more control, and more myself than any other time. Or maybe it was just that I was so much more turned on than any other time.
Either way, I was enjoying the brazenness I was experiencing.
“I’ll stop when I’m done.”
His eyes flared with burning hot intensity at my rebellion. Not breaking eye contact, I lowered my head as my fingers flexed around his throbbing member. With the most delicate of care, I placed an open-mouth kiss on his bulging mushroom head. My lips licked along the tip and tasted the salty evidence of his arousal.
I then proceeded to trail kisses along every inch of his thick, rigid shaft, keeping him firmly in the grasp of my fisted hand. I maneuvered his manhood so that I could shower equal attention on all sides, licking and kissing him with tenderness that I was fairly certain wouldn’t take him over the edge, just bring him right to it.
It wasn’t long before his body began pulsing heavily against my fingers and palm.
“I’m going to come and I want to do it inside of you,” he gritted out.
His statement shot straight to my center and my inner walls started to spasm. I wanted him inside me, too. Desperation raged in me and I stood, my legs feeling like jelly as I straddled him. Reaching between us I took hold of him once more and positioned him at my opening.
He gripped my hips, lifting me up a few inches. “I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m on the pill,” I said through labored breaths.
That was all the green light he needed because he relaxed his hold and I sank back down. We both watched as I slowly lowered down on him. His thick girth stretched my body, nearly to the point of pain, as he entered me. He squeezed his fingers into my flesh, pulling my body down until he filled me completely.
I lifted my eyes to his and what I saw stole my breath away. I saw him, the real him, maybe for the first time since we were kids. I realized then that he’d had walls up with me, but they were down now. I saw my best friend staring back at me.
“I missed you,” I said as I began to roll my hips, careful to move smoothly so that I wouldn’t injure him.
His hands moved to my breasts and I almost came apart when he began to knead them, teasing my nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. Pleasure exploded through me and I grasped his shoulders, bringing my chest close to his face. He didn’t miss a beat before he started kissing, licking, and sucking each of my hardened buds.
I could feel my release building as pleasure began to whip through me. I continued rolling my hips