on the bed as I unbuttoned my own dress shirt. When I slipped it from my shoulders I revealed the black lace bra underneath. Next, very skillfully, I slipped out of my skirt, keeping on my heels, fishnet thigh-highs and lace panties complete with garters. William was practically salivating.
“I get the feeling you knew our night would end this way,” he said, lowering himself over me as I lay back on the bed. His lips hovered just over my skin and I could feel his warm breath tickling my exposed neck.
“All of my nights with you end this way,” I pointed out.
William blew cool air along the length of my neck, sending a delicious shiver through my body. “I want you very badly, Olivia Harris. I’m not sure I have the patience to finish neatly undressing you.”
“So don’t,” I said. “Take me now.”
It was the only encouragement William needed. He ripped the garters away, and tore the panties from my body. The rest of my clothing remained, including my heels. It took him even less time to remove his own underwear, allowing him to spring free at last. He was even bigger than I remember. I wanted him inside me.
William had more restraint than me. He moved his hand down my thigh and I parted my legs farther, granting him easy access. I sucked in a sharp breath when his finger slipped over my clitoris, dancing a slow circle. My pelvis moved against him and his hand moved again. He parted my lips, and slipped a finger inside. His finger continued in a steady back and forth, lingering near the top to circle again before moving down once more.
“You’re ready,” he said, pleased. I could have told him I was already wet with desire. The entire evening had been all the foreplay I needed.
“I thought I already told you. Take me.” I grabbed for him, guiding him to my slick opening. I felt him jump in my hand and slowly I guided him in. He took over, sliding in slowly, a little at a time, so that it almost felt as if my body were doing the work. It was like I was pulling him in deeper until our bodies met, all the way in.
William moved exquisitely slow. A long stroke in and out- a dreadful tease. He repeated this process several times, each time my body eagerly pressing against him for more. Then he changed pace- shorter movements, one right after another. The pulsing was steady and firm and I could feel myself begin to ripple around him. I grabbed at his back as my insides clutched him in violent spasms. I reached for his face and kissed him and William started moving again. He still moved slowly and with no urgency. We had all night, after all.
He may not have been in a hurry, but I was dying to feel him release inside of me. I moved my body faster, hurrying him. My hands slipped lower on his back until I was grabbing his ass, clasping at him and pushing him even deeper. With each thrust, I circled my hips until I felt him let go at the same time as me, our bodies jerking and shuddering together as I held him against me.
William collapsed on top of me from the exertion but now he rolled off me, pulling me with him so that I lay on his chest. He combed his hands through my hair repeatedly as we both waited for our hearts to settle and our breathing to calm.
“I can’t stay away from you,” I confessed. “I try. I tell myself that it will be better for both of us. But my body won’t listen. It’s like I’m drawn to you.”
“I know.” William’s chest rose as he took a deep breath. “Trust me, I know.”
“Do you think your parents might have been right about us? That this is doomed to end.”
“I don’t know. I have never been a fan of listening to my parents.” I looked up at William when he asked, “What about your parents? Have you told them about us?”
“No.”
“No. Alright.” William looked miffed. “Are you planning to tell them about us?”
The conversation made me realize just how little we actually knew about each other. We didn’t exactly spend a lot of time talking. I
“I get the feeling you knew our night would end this way,” he said, lowering himself over me as I lay back on the bed. His lips hovered just over my skin and I could feel his warm breath tickling my exposed neck.
“All of my nights with you end this way,” I pointed out.
William blew cool air along the length of my neck, sending a delicious shiver through my body. “I want you very badly, Olivia Harris. I’m not sure I have the patience to finish neatly undressing you.”
“So don’t,” I said. “Take me now.”
It was the only encouragement William needed. He ripped the garters away, and tore the panties from my body. The rest of my clothing remained, including my heels. It took him even less time to remove his own underwear, allowing him to spring free at last. He was even bigger than I remember. I wanted him inside me.
William had more restraint than me. He moved his hand down my thigh and I parted my legs farther, granting him easy access. I sucked in a sharp breath when his finger slipped over my clitoris, dancing a slow circle. My pelvis moved against him and his hand moved again. He parted my lips, and slipped a finger inside. His finger continued in a steady back and forth, lingering near the top to circle again before moving down once more.
“You’re ready,” he said, pleased. I could have told him I was already wet with desire. The entire evening had been all the foreplay I needed.
“I thought I already told you. Take me.” I grabbed for him, guiding him to my slick opening. I felt him jump in my hand and slowly I guided him in. He took over, sliding in slowly, a little at a time, so that it almost felt as if my body were doing the work. It was like I was pulling him in deeper until our bodies met, all the way in.
William moved exquisitely slow. A long stroke in and out- a dreadful tease. He repeated this process several times, each time my body eagerly pressing against him for more. Then he changed pace- shorter movements, one right after another. The pulsing was steady and firm and I could feel myself begin to ripple around him. I grabbed at his back as my insides clutched him in violent spasms. I reached for his face and kissed him and William started moving again. He still moved slowly and with no urgency. We had all night, after all.
He may not have been in a hurry, but I was dying to feel him release inside of me. I moved my body faster, hurrying him. My hands slipped lower on his back until I was grabbing his ass, clasping at him and pushing him even deeper. With each thrust, I circled my hips until I felt him let go at the same time as me, our bodies jerking and shuddering together as I held him against me.
William collapsed on top of me from the exertion but now he rolled off me, pulling me with him so that I lay on his chest. He combed his hands through my hair repeatedly as we both waited for our hearts to settle and our breathing to calm.
“I can’t stay away from you,” I confessed. “I try. I tell myself that it will be better for both of us. But my body won’t listen. It’s like I’m drawn to you.”
“I know.” William’s chest rose as he took a deep breath. “Trust me, I know.”
“Do you think your parents might have been right about us? That this is doomed to end.”
“I don’t know. I have never been a fan of listening to my parents.” I looked up at William when he asked, “What about your parents? Have you told them about us?”
“No.”
“No. Alright.” William looked miffed. “Are you planning to tell them about us?”
The conversation made me realize just how little we actually knew about each other. We didn’t exactly spend a lot of time talking. I
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