“But they were still secretly in love—”
Her fingernails dug into my skin. Her message was received. I was shutting up.
“Please continue.”
She looked me in the eye. “As I was saying, I’ve never had anyone fuck me like that. I’ve never even gotten off during sex. And I’ve never been spanked. I know I’ve never had my pussy pounded.”
I didn’t even know what to say to that. I had a feeling if I said I was sorry, she’d cut my balls off.
Unfortunately, my dick wasn’t getting the message because I was hard again. Watching her boss me around was such a turn-on because if I ever did get her naked, I would turn things around so—
She pushed her pelvis into mine. “I want you to fuck me like that. I want you to do all the things you thought I needed the first time you met me.”
I wrapped my hands around her back, flipped us around, and pushed her back against the door. “Why didn’t you say so?” I ran a thumb over her lips. “I’m going to fuck you so good.”
12
Olivia
A thrill ran up my spine and through my body.
Tommy met my eyes. “First, I want you to know that I’m going to expand your boundaries and maybe push against them a little. But at any time, if I go too far, you just tell me to stop, and I will.”
I nodded.
The corner of his mouth turned up. “Good girl. Agreeing with me already.”
He picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could barely cross my ankles as he carried me to the bedroom.
“Have you ever had an orgasm?”
“What? Of course I have.”
“Just checking.” He kissed my neck. “Have you ever had a non-boring orgasm?”
“They’re orgasms. How can they be boring?”
He chuckled. “You’d be surprised.” He set me down on my feet. “Take off your clothes.”
I looked around the room. He had a lamp on next to his bed. “Can we turn the light off?”
I usually had sex in the dark or with some of my clothes on. It wasn’t that I was self-conscious about my body. It just felt strange to be naked with someone who could see all of me.
Tommy smiled and shook his head. “No.” He made a gesture with his hand. “Strip.”
I bit my lip. I was already feeling like my boundaries were being pushed, and I was glad he’d warned me. But it definitely wasn’t enough for me to stop what was happening. This was what I had come here for anyway.
I slowly took off my pajamas, keeping my eyes on Tommy as he watched me strip. His eyes burned with desire when I took off my top, and he licked his bottom lip when I pushed my bottoms off.
He stepped close to me. “Olivia, do you trim?” His voice was teasing.
“Yes. Why?”
“Because I didn’t expect it from you.”
“I like it that way.”
“Baby, you don’t have to justify it to me. I like it that way, too.” He brushed the hair over my cleft. “Not short, not too long, perfect.” He lifted his chin. “Get on the bed. Lie down. On your back.”
I crawled to the middle of the bed and did as he’d commanded. And then it was my turn to watch.
Tommy had taken his shirt off before I arrived, so I’d been admiring his muscular chest since I walked in. And with two flicks of his wrists, he was naked, too.
I’d already known his dick was big from seeing it through my window, but that hadn’t prepared me to see it in person. Not only was it long, but it was thick, too.
I totally understood his nickname now.
He was going to kill me with that thing.
“Hey, hey,” Tommy said, and he knelt on the bed and cupped my calves. “I promise I will make sure you are good and ready for me.”
I tore my eyes away from his massive erection to his face. “How do you know what I was thinking?”
“Not to sound cocky, but it’s what almost every woman thinks. And the sheer terror on your face was another giveaway.”
I frowned. “I’m not terrified. Just…anxious.”
“I understand that.” He spread my knees apart. “Beautiful.”
I liked hearing him say that about me.
He dropped his body over mine, and I tensed up, fearing he was going to try and enter my body but only for a moment. He kept our lower halves separated as he kissed me.
Our kisses started out as pecks, but they soon deepened as Tommy nudged my lips open and slipped his tongue in my mouth.
I was never big on French kissing, but he didn’t bulldoze my mouth like some guys did. He was skillful, almost as if it was an art for him, and when he pulled away, I was left wanting more.
He kissed my chest over my breastbone and then took a nipple into his mouth.
A sound escaped from the back of my throat, and I cupped his head.
My breasts fit my frame and the rest of my body, but because I was small, so were they. Some guys I’d dated didn’t pay much attention to them because of their size, but I always wished they would because they were sensitive. I swore there was a straight line from my nipples to my vagina.
Tommy looked down on me and licked his fingers. He slid his hand between our bodies and stroked it over my clit.
I arched my back as he watched me, rubbing me over and over. Keeping his hand in place, he drew my other nipple into his mouth.
He kept up the double stimulation until I was writhing and grinding my hips on his hand. Usually, I could go forever without an orgasm, but now that one was close, I wanted it badly.
I almost cried when Tommy took his hand away, but he didn’t give me much time to think about
