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Ollie

How is it even possible that we fit perfectly together? I mean, I’m almost a full head taller than Paisley but she’s lying on me right now, and damn, does it feel not only, great but so right. This is the furthest we’ve taken it, both of us are shirtless and just seeing and feeling her skin has my mouth watering. She’s so goddamn beautiful. My hands have been everywhere, and she feels better than she does in my dreams.Having her on top also feels so good,I think to myself right before her mouth closes around one of my nipples and sucks hard. Holy mother of God, I can’t even think between the weight of her tiny body, the swell of her breasts on me, and those tight little nipples poking me in the chest. Her little gasps are making me harder than I’ve ever been. As her remaining clothes start to come off, I reach up my hands on either side of Pixie’s head and pull her toward me. When our lips meet, it starts soft until it’s not. Her tiny firm tongue is everywhere, and her taste is something I never want to be without. We kiss, lick, nip, and bite, getting to know each other intimately as my hands travel down this perfect tiny package. Her curly hair is covering us like a fluffy blanket. Her skin is softer than anything I’ve ever felt. I start to run my hands down her shoulders following her sides, my fingers graze the outside of her small pert breasts. She moans and tries to move into my hands. My hands follow the curve of her tummy until I feel a small strip of hair.

Taking my index finger, I gently shift to her clit and start to tap it softly then harder, then soft again. Her body is pushing toward my fingers, trying to pump and find her release. Not yet, Pixie. I move down and push one finger into her, oh shit, extremely tight pussy and she takes a huge breath as her hand grabs mine.

“Oh, Ollie, wait a minute. Damn, change of plans, don’t wait. As good as that feels it also hurts too. Wow, you have big fingers, oh my God. Why does it feel so tight?”

I immediately stop so I can watch her as she wiggles this way then that way. I can’t tell if she’s trying to get away or push closer. Her face is flushed as is her chest. I don’t want to hurt her, but I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna be able to hold on. My cock is weeping and I can feel that tingle low in my back. Fuck, and all I’ve done is touch her. I’m worried about how tight she is and how or if she’s going to be able to take me in. If she thinks my finger is big, damn, she’s in for a huge surprise, no pun intended. As she calms down a little, she lets my hand go, never looking away. She gives me a shy smile.

“Guess it’s been longer than I thought.”

Knowing that she’s back with me, my finger starts moving in and out, trying to stretch her as her walls seem to quiver. She begins to moan and cry out in a good way, so I increase my speed again, adding a different motion each time, making sure she’s enjoying it and not in any pain.

“Ooooooooooh damn, oh my God!! I can feel it all the way to my toes. Olllllie, please go faster. Harder, harder, Ollie. Yes, oh yes, give it to me, you big beast, just like that. Yes, yes, right there. YES!!!!!!”

Smiling up at her, I’m guessing she enjoyed it but I’m beyond my limit. She’s as limp as a noodle lying on top of me, breathing deeply, eyes closed, with a satisfied grin on her face. She looks like a goddamn angel. I take a moment to enjoy her and place both hands on her tiny full ass and squeeze. She takes a few minutes but seems to come back to me slowly. She literally stretches on me like a cat and it’s almost like she is purring. When she opens her eyes and sees me watching her, she grins, which is sexy as hell. She leans down, placing a kiss on my lips. Then her little hands go directly to my workout pants, reaching in and grasping my cock. The warmth of her hand there feels like an electrical current flowing through me. Slowly she drags up my length then quickly back down. She finds a rhythm and seems to be getting into it as her hips start moving, matching her fisting. Knowing I’m not gonna last, I grab her hand, stopping her. Shocked she looks at me, then smiles. She moves down me, grabbing my sweats, gently pulling them off. Now no one except the medical professionals have seen my lower side and leg since I got back Stateside. Well, Onyx too, but she’s not only a nurse but my family. Before I can warn her about the brace and bandages, she gets them below my hips and mid-thigh when she stops and stares.

“Oh, Ollie, damn it, I forgot about you know. Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry, honey. I had no idea that was what happened to you.”

Each word affects my dick, and I go from rock-hard to flaccid quickly. She sees it and immediately puts her hands there. Instantly it again starts to harden, and we are at a standstill, so to speak. She lets me go and removes my sweats and briefs, along with my shoes and sock. Then she crawls up me, trying to sit on my pelvis without putting too much of her weight on my injured side. I’ve been told I’m healed or else they wouldn’t have been doing all that PT with all the stretches, standing, and walking.

Grabbing her hips, I pull her down on me, getting a surprised yelp.

“Pixie, I don’t have anything else left. Please grab my bag, gotta get some condoms, my cock is ready to explode. I need to be deep in you when that happens, baby.”

Not listening, she grabs my cock lifts up, and slowly starts putting me in her. Holy mother of God, son of a bitch, no I can’t, no.

“Paisley, no, baby, gotta get a condom. I don’t go unwrapped. Please, Pais, oh my God, you’re burning my cock, holy shit it’s surrounding me so fucking tight oh…oh…oh.”

She looks down at me smiling.

“Ollie, I’m clean and not even sure if I can get pregnant but I do have an implant. I’ll get the condom but I’m good. You’re going in like, you know, natural. I want to feel just you. I just want it to be special. Between just the two of us, nothing else.”

Her head falls down, hair following, covering her face. Lifting it up I gaze into her eyes, knowing we need to get this moving.

“Pixie, it already is special ’cause it’s you. Yeah, let’s keep going, just take it slow. No, not because of my injuries, just the feel of you and I’m so ready to blow, so give me some time, please. I want to enjoy the feel of you surrounding me, making me burn with need.”

Her face brightens and she smiles as she puts the tip in her and starts to move down, taking a little bit then going back up. The concentration on her face is cute as hell. She’s so fucking wet, I probably could just push into her until she’s full, but I give her the reins. Once my cock is buried deep inside her, Pixie sits on me and starts squirming, but doesn’t lift up. Not sure why, but I get it after she squeezes her internal walls. Holy fuck, with just that I could come. Between shifting and doing all kinds of things on top of me while tightening her walls, never does she lift herself off my cock. First forward then backward or making circles with her hips. I’m panting with sweat on my forehead, but damn, the view I have, I’m trying to take everything in: Pixie concentrating, her bottom lip being held by her upper teeth, body flush, hair all around her. The sounds, oh God, that she’s making is what’s gonna make me lose it. I reach up and find her nub between two of my fingers and on her way rubbing back, I give her clit a squeeze and she goes off like fireworks. Now she’s all over, pulling up and slamming down while squeezing me tight. My fingers grab bedsheets as the heat travels down my back and my ass muscles clench, while my balls pull up.

“Yeah. Just like that, baby. Oh yeahh PIXIE!”

One—two and on the third time she pushes down on my cock, my body can’t hold back any longer. Pixie drops down on me as I grab her hips, moving her up and down on me until, with a yell, my cock explodes and explodes, and damn, keeps going.

When I’ve finally finished, we’re tangled together, breathing like we ran a marathon, both wet with sweat. The room smells of sex and a smell that is only Paisley’s. I squeeze her, taking a minute to catch my breath. Pixie gently lifts off and we both let out a moan. I watch her little bubble of an ass sway one way then another. Damn, she’s something and I feel my chest tighten.

Looking up, she’s coming back toward the bed with a wet cloth and starts cleaning me up. It feels so good, but she has always made me feel special and cared for. I can’t remember a woman ever taking care of me afterward. When she’s done, she reaches and brings my briefs back to me as I shift my hips to get them on. Then she goes back to the bathroom. Hearing water, I relax. What a way to start our day. I could do this every day with my lil’ Pixie. And that thought makes me smile hugely.


Tags: D.M. Earl Romance