Page 5 of When We Were Us

"Yes. Why?"

"You're hiding your face."

I sighed. "I'm fine."

He reached out, gently pulling my arm away from my face. "I'd like to fuck slowly tonight. I want it to last, and I want you in my arms."

I tipped my head up to look at him, curiosity piqued. "How?"

Oliver moved into position, crawling up the bed and pushing the pillows out of the way. He leaned against the padded headboard, his cock standing proudly, glistening with precum. He opened his arms for me.

I sat up, and he pulled me onto his lap, his penis sandwiched between his belly and my hip. "Sit on me and take it slow. I want you to feel every inch of me."

I straddled him, positioning myself before sinking down, taking him in bit by bit. His teeth sank into his bottom lip as he entered me, staying there until I fully engulfed him.

"Shit, you feel so fucking good," he groaned.

"I'm staying like this," I murmured, savoring the fullness.

"Fine with me," he replied, his voice a mix of pleasure and restraint.

Oliver wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my head in his neck, licking and sucking his earlobe. He began to move his hips, slowly rocking back and forth. I did my part by squeezing my walls around him, making him hiss with pleasure.

His hands roamed my back, holding me close as we moved together. "Ryleigh, I need you to know how much you mean to me," he whispered.

I lifted my head, our eyes locking. "I do, Oliver. I feel it every time we're together."

Oliver's breath was hot against my ear as he whispered, "I can’t wait for you to be Mrs. Fox."

"It's not far off," I panted, my voice trembling.

“It’s too far off as far as I’m concerned,” he murmured, his hands tightening around my hips.

"Do you want to elope?" I teased, gasping as he moved inside me.

Oliver paused, pushing me back gently to look into my eyes. "Would you do it if I asked?"

"You would ask me that while you're inside me!" I laughed breathlessly, my heart pounding.

"Would you, Ryleigh?" His gaze was intense, searching.

"You have me at a disadvantage," I said, trying to catch my breath. "My body is flooded with oxytocin. I’d say yes to anything right now."

His grin was wicked. "If I knew that, I would have suggested it sooner."

"We have five hundred forty invitations out there," I reminded him, struggling to keep my thoughts coherent. "Some of which have already said yes to our reception. You want to tell them we’re canceling?"

"No," he admitted, a sigh escaping his lips. "I can wait, even though I don’t want to."

With a swift, deliberate motion, Oliver grasped my hips and thrust upward, his root rubbing against my engorged clit.

"Fuck!" I howled, my body arching.

He repeated the movement, his lips crashing onto mine, bruising them with the intensity of his kiss. Then, breaking away, he licked his thumb and pressed it against my bud, rubbing hard. The world exploded as I climaxed, his name a cry on my lips. He followed, releasing an impressive, almost endless stream until he was spent.

Oliver cradled my body against his chest, planting soft kisses on my sweaty face. We stayed that way for several minutes, my heart still racing. I felt him grow hard again inside me.

“I don’t think I can go another round,” I said, my voice a tired whisper.

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