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“Errands I told you.”
I smacked his arm. “I just left a job because all I did was errands.”
“These are of a more personal nature.”
I began to protest again until Oliver pressed his lips against mine, aggressively forcing my mouth open with his tongue. He fucked me with it and my body bloomed with heat. I moaned loudly, digging my fingers into his arms. Oliver turned me so I was on top of his body. I positioned his cock beneath me and slid my slick lips back and forth.
He groaned. “Fuck, that feels so good. You better take it easy or you’re going to make me come.”
“Isn’t the point?”
“I want to do it inside you.”
Oliver reached up to cup my breasts, thumbing the nipples as I continued moving over him.
“Please, Ryleigh. I want to be inside you,” he begged.
I smiled because he was at my mercy. “How about you let me decide?”
He stroked my thighs with his hands, rubbing his palms across my smooth flesh. Oliver wasn’t the only one who was nearing orgasm. With each stroke, the head of his penis was rubbing against my swollen clit. I couldn’t stop and I sped up my motion until I threw my head back as my orgasm took hold.
“That’s it, baby, come.”
It felt wonderful to let go. I’d been holding back for the past few days. I stopped moving and pressed my chest against Oliver’s. I felt him pulsing between my lips and began to move my hips again.
“Stop,” he whispered.
“You need to come.”
He gently rolled me onto my back, positioning his cock at my soaked entrance before he thrust inside. Oliver went deep and he worked at a steady pace until a few minutes later he was coming with a loud moan of my name. He filled me with his hot semen before he collapsed on top of me.
“It was worth the wait.”
He latched onto my mouth and kissed me hard, stroking his tongue against mine.
“I love you, Oliver.”
“I love you more.”
“Debatable,” I said.
“You want to fight about it?”
He stifled a yawn and for the first time I noticed how sleepy he looked.
“Let’s take a quick shower and go to bed,” I said.
Oliver hugged me, tangling his legs with mine.
“I’d like a repeat of what we just did.”
“Later. I don’t have to work tomorrow,” I said smugly.
“It’s 1:30. It is tomorrow,” Oliver stated.
“We can sleep in.”
“We? I have to work.”
