Page 64 of When I Was His

I did and his hand slipped between my folds as he inserted a finger inside me.

“You’re soaked.”

He removed his finger just as fast as he stuck it in and replaced it with his cock, pressing his wide head against my opening.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, his voice choked with emotion.

“I’ve been ready for three weeks.”

“Put your hands on the counter.”

I wasn’t fast enough with his request, and he gently bit my shoulder then licked the spot where he sank his teeth. He roughly pulled me back and then thrust into me. It was so much all at once that I gasped loudly.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” Oliver said.

“Just give me a few seconds before you move.”

He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed the back of my neck as he waited for me to acclimate to his size. I was sure I would be sore when we woke up later this morning. He pulsed inside me, and I tightened my slick walls against him.

“No fair,” he growled.

I did it again and heard him hiss. “Behave. I’m giving you what you want.”

“You wanted this too, or we wouldn’t be here.”

“Duly noted.”

He was gentle when he started to move his hips until he got into a methodical rhythm. His hand moved his hand to my cleft and began to rub my clit. I didn’t need the extra stimulation because after only a few strokes, I was at the cusp of my second orgasm.

“Oh God, Oliver, you’re going to make me come.”

He thrust harder, and I exploded, squeezing his shaft as I cycled through one of the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. He continued to gently rub my clit, and I clawed at his hand so he would stop. My sensitivity was making me shudder with each touch, and my legs were so weak I braced my hands on the counter to hold me up.

“It will go away in a few seconds. You know how good that felt when you came? I want you to do it again.”

“I don’t think I can,” I whined.

“Shh, you can. I know you can.”

I leaned forward on the smooth counter and tried to steady my shaky legs as Oliver continued. He pumped inside me and applied more pressure to my swollen tissue with his finger. Within two minutes, I could feel another orgasm building. I rippled against him as his dick massaged my walls, and he pounded harder into me, pushing my hips against the counter and sandwiching his hand.

“Oliver,” I moaned as I started to come again. This time, he joined me, and I felt a hot spurt after hot spurt of semen deep inside me as he continued to thrust through our orgasms. When we finished, I was numb and weak. Oliver leaned over my back to support me before he pulled out and scooped me into his arms.

He took me back into the shower and sat down on one of the tiled benches while he held me.

“I don’t want to scare you,” he whispered.

“Scare me how?” I mumbled as I rested in his arms with my eyes closed.

“I love you, Ryleigh. I can’t help it, and I don’t want to hold it in anymore.”

“So soon?” I wasn’t surprised because I had been in love with him since the first few days we spent together. I’m glad he said it first.

“You’re who I want.”

“How long, Oliver?” I asked.

I raised my head and opened my eyes to look into his.

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