“Yes,” she finally breathes her admittance. “I tried to touch myself before, but I never could…I couldn’t…”
“You could never make yourself come,” I clarify.
She presses her lips together and nods.
I speak close to her ear, my heart pounding when I ask her my next question. “What made that time different?”
Her breath hitches. I already know the answer, but I want to hear her admit it anyway.
“I was thinking about you.”
I cup her face and look into her blue eyes. They’re shining with vulnerability. She’s baring her naked soul to me, and it’s more glorious than anything in this world. Fuck diamonds, fuck a sunset. None of it compares to what I see in her eyes right now.
I can’t take it anymore and crash my lips back onto hers. “I want to devour you,” I tell her in between kisses. “I want every part of you. Every thought. Every breath. Everything, Olivia.”
She trembles in my arms, and I stand and carry her inside. I need her laid out on the bed for what I have planned for her.
The feeling of her arms and legs wrapped around me as I carry her is so good I don’t want to put her down, but the way she whimpers and wiggles against my cock has primitive needs overriding all others right now. My princess needs relief, and I’m going to give it to her.
I lay her out on the bed before me and slip off her little red panties before I drop to my knees before her. I nudge her legs open and feel a jet of precum shoot from my tip at the first sight I get of her pretty pink pussy. It’s glistening with juices and looks tighter than a motherfucker.
Fuuuck. Pink. The pretty pink of her virgin pussy. That’s my new favorite color.
I lean in, letting her scent tease my nostrils before I dive in, licking her from gash to clit. She jumps when I find her clit and suck on it. I feel the spasms shooting through her as she screams out with each roll of my tongue over her swollen pearl.
I press a finger into her until I reach the barrier of her hymen. I pump it in and out and slowly add another finger, trying to ready her for my cock. I’m not breaking her cherry yet, though. My cock will be the one to do the honors of that. I want to be looking deep into her eyes when I make her mine in every way.
Only when I feel her pussy clenching around my fingers as she comes do I pull back, watching her as she convulses with my fingers still buried inside her.
Her head is thrown back, hair splayed out as she tosses her head back and forth wildly, a thin sheen of perspiration making her skin glow.
I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than my Olivia in this moment.
She’s still coming down from her orgasm when I shuck my pants off and fist my throbbing length. My tip is purple and angry looking, and I’m so hard I have to bend the fucker down to line it up with Olivia’s still-coming pussy.
“Look at me, honey,” I coax her as I start to press up into her. Even with her just coming, she’s still tighter than a fist, and I grit my teeth as I plow slowly forward.
Her blue eyes flash to mine. Her hands fly up to grip my shoulders as I continue to feed my inches slowly into her.
“Ajax,” she whispers my name tremulously.
I swallow at the look on her face. She feels it too. This insane soul-winding current between us. This is more than just sex. This is our souls joining together as one.
Tears glisten in her eyes as she asks me tremulously. “Do you love me?”
I’m so shocked at her words I go completely still.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry for asking you that!” She covers her face with her hands in mortification, and my heart swells damn near to bursting within me.
I lean down and kiss her hands before I pry them gently away from her face, my heart full with everything I feel for her. My Olivia.
I kiss her forehead, her cheeks, and her nose before I finally kiss her lips, taking my time, letting her feel everything I feel for her in my lips.
When I finally pull back from her, my cock still just partly inside her and aching to go deeper, she’s looking up at me softly. “Of course, I love you, Olivia. I’m fucking crazy about you. You’re my entire world. You just don’t know, honey.”
She smiles at me then, and I’m surprised I don’t have a heart attack at the words she speaks next. “I love you too, Ajax. I think I always have. I think that’s why I was so drawn to you. Is that possible? To love someone before you even know them?”
She’s looking at me so curiously like she trusts me to have all the answers to the universe. “I don’t know, honey, but I feel the same way.”