Page 6 of Birthday Boy


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“I only care about what you like,” he mutters before spreading me, flattening this tongue against my hole, and licking up my entire center. He sucks my clit into his mouth once he reaches it, and I cry out, my hands tangling in his hair.

Cole pauses, and I drop my hips that I didn’t realize I raised back onto the mattress.

“S-sorry. It’s been a while,” I admit, the heaviness of the statement lowering my voice.

He hums and dives back in without mercy. His other hand pushes down my lower stomach to keep me in place as he eats my pussy like it’s his last meal on earth.

“O-ooh god,” I moan, clamping down on the tongue speared inside me before it drags back up to my clit. “Fuck, I don’t think you need any more lessons.”

Cole’s chuckle can barely be heard as he lets go of my stomach and pushes two fingers into me. He suckles my sensitive bud while pumping his fingers slowly. I bite down on my bottom lip, my body trembling as he brings me to my release faster than I anticipated.

His head tilts back, and he takes a deep breath, his heated, filled eyes locking on mine. “You need to come on my face, Olivia. I need to taste your pleasure.”

He doesn’t wait before returning to his task, and I tumble over the edge at his words. I would never tell Cole that his dirty talk is my biggest weakness. The knowledge would be dangerous in his hands, considering he followed through with instructions without hesitation.

I cry out as he fingers me through my orgasm, licking at my clit to prolong it. I push his head away when it becomes too much, and he watches as my vision returns, and I blink down at him. My breasts jiggle with how hard I’m trying to catch my breath.

He licks his lips with a grin, rising up onto his knees.

“Stop,” I hold up a shaky hand. “Take off your shirt and lay down. I want to be on top.”

Surprise flashes across his face, but he does what I ask. I admire his bare chest before glancing down at the unbuttoned jeans at his waist. The bulge reminds me of the monster underneath. He lifts his hips up as I pull off his pants and boxers, tossing them near my clothes.

Turning back to the gorgeous naked man on my bed, I shake my head at the perfection of his cock. The thickness and length is so perfect that it should be molded and sold so every woman has the pleasure of feeling it inside of them.

“Olivia?”

I smile at Cole and move closer to him. I trail a finger along the hard plains of his stomach as the muscles flex, and the hard cock near my elbow twitches. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting it again, but I know what he wants more, so I move my hand down and wrap it around him.

Pumping his shaft, I climb over his lap and line him up at my entrance. Cole fists the sheets on either side of his hips, his jaw tight as he watches. I slowly sink down on him, my eyes squeezing shut as I push through the ache of his thick cock stretching me.

“Fuck, I don’t– uhh, god it’s so warm,” Cole groans. As my thighs touch down onto his pelvis, I open my eyes and drop my hands onto his chest, leaning slightly forward. He’s panting, his cock throbbing as I pause.

My lips twitch at the strain on his face. “Let me know when you’re okay for me to move.”

Cole shakes his head. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready.”

I shift, balancing on my knees, and he grunts. His hand clamps down on my hips, his fingers kneading the flesh. I lift only a few inches and then slide back down his hard cock. Cole’s head falls back against the mattress as I ignore the warning of his tight grip and ride him. It isn’t about me, I’m not even trying to get off, though with the size and length of his cock, it would be easy to achieve without trying.

I alternate between grinding against him and dropping down, unable to stop the moans escaping my mouth every time he’s buried deep within. He nudges against my cervix with each thrust, and I know if he were ever to fuck me rough, I would walk with a limp the next day.

When I think about how I could teach him a bunch of different positions, even some that aren’t possible unless you’re blessed to fuck a man as well-endowed as Cole, heat courses through my belly. My pussy clenches, and Cole’s body jerks.

“Fuckkkk,” he draws out, biting down on his lip as he tries to buck up into me. “Shit. It feels so good.”

I smirk and push off his chest. Leaning back, I grip onto his thighs and spread my legs further open. “Watch me fuck you.”

Cole’s gaze zeroes in on where we’re connected. I lift, moving till I can feel the tip of his cock almost at my entrance, and then drop back down. I thank god for the random neighbor who suggested I take the pilates class that allows me the strength to do this. Cole’s mouth falls open, and I pick up my pace, struggling to catch my breath, and I impale myself on his dick over and over.

“Olivia–” he grunts, and then the hard length buried deep swells, the warmth of his cum spilling inside me.

My eyes widen as I pause, savoring the feel of it. I can feel every pulse of his cock as he empties, coating my walls. He’s shaking by the time he starts to soften, and I sit forward, grimacing as it pushes some of his cum out, leaking all over him.

His cheeks are red as he stares up at me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t have time to warn you.”

Shrugging, I smile and wave off his concern. “It’s fine. We don’t have to worry about all that.” I push away the sadness of where the train of thought could take me and climb off him.

He grabs my arm and pushes me to his side. “Wait, I’ve seen enough romance movies to know this next part is my job.”

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