Chapter 29: Morning

I woke slowly the next morning, to the feeling of the bed shifting. I opened my eyes slowly. Olivia was sitting next to me on the bed.

“Hey.” I stretched.

“Hi.” She smiled sweetly. “How did you sleep?” She bit her lip to keep from grinning.

“Great. You?”

“Better than I have in ages.

I frowned. “What time is it?”

“Shortly after nine.” She answered. She set a glace of water, clinking with ice next to me on the nightstand. “We don’t have any coffee, and I wasn’t sure what you’d like to drink, so I just brought you some water. I hope that’s okay.”

“That’s fine.” I answered, my eyes slowly drifting over her. She was wearing my white dress shirt from the night before, having fastened only one of the buttons. It still covered her and hung just past her glorious ass.

I frowned again. “Do you know what isn’t okay? The fact that you got dressed!” I wrapped my arms around her and yanked her toward me. She shrieked with giggles, twisting around. I laid her next to me .

She smiled up at me timidly. “How are you?” I asked. “Was last night to… I mean, are you feeling okay?”

Olivia smiled. “I feel great. I feel… wonderful.” She breathed.

“Yeah? You’re not… sore or anything?” I asked awkwardly. “It was your first time, I think there’s supposed to be some… discomfort.”

Olivia sunk her teeth into her lower lip. “No, I feel good.”

“Hmm…. Good.” I leaned down and kissed her.

She returned my kisses, her hands moving into my hair and securing my lips to hers.

I unbuttoned the one button she had fastened and opened the shirt she had on, I laid it open on the bed on either side of her. The only thing she had on under the shirt was a pair of skimpy pink panties, with a cute little bow on the front.

My mouth was already watering.

She broke the kiss, shifting slightly. “Well, there is a little discomfort in… one particular area…” She began.

“Hmm…” I nodded, gently stroking her hair back from her face. I was already incredibly turned on. I wasn’t sure I could back off now.

“I think I may have an idea that might help…” I began.

“Okay.” She said eagerly.

I kissed down her throat and shoulder, nuzzling her neck until her breathing sped up. Her bare chest was heaving already.

“I have an idea.” I repeated.

I sat up and reached for the glass. I withdrew an ice cube, holding it between my lips. I lightly ran the ice down her warm skin.

She gasped at the cold, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. I drew the ice over her breast, circling it around her nipple. She flinched at first, then arched toward me. Once her nipple was erect, I abandoned the ice on the center of her chest and latched my warm mouth around her nipple. I suckled gently, lapping around the sensitive peak.

She cried out at first, then whimpered uncontrollably. Her head tossed to the side. Her chest heaved beneath my mouth. Once I was satisfied she was coming unglued, I took a small amount of sick pleasure in the torture of repeating the actions on her other perfect, supple breast.

“Isaac, please.” She whimpered.

I picked up the ice cube again, hoping it wouldn’t melt too much before I got to my destination. She trembled beneath me, her skin rippling into goosebumps as I drew the ice down her body. I kept the ice between my lips as I reached for her waist. I slipped my hands along her hips, catching the waist of her panties and dragging them down slowly. They were soaked already.

Her leg closed modestly. I easily opened them again, bending her knees for greater access.

I glanced up at her, waiting for her to stop me. She watched me with hooded eyes, making no move to stop me. I carefully slid the ice over her heated flesh.

She gasped and whimpered again. I chuckled, sliding the ice inside her gently. I nestled the ice against her tender clit, probably still abused from the night before.

She cried out softly.

The ice melted quickly, and I replaced the ice with my mouth, savoring her.

She whimpered again, her head tossed to the side and her hips lifted slightly.

I chuckled lightly, feasting on her. But before I could really wind her up. She sat up suddenly and brought my lips to hers.

She scrambled onto my lap, straddling me.

“Wait, wait.” I began immediately. I twisted and reached for a condom that I had left on the nightstand.

“Oh, right.” She waited patiently for me to slip it on. She licked her lips sexily and tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear.
”Okay, come here.” I urged, catching her hips between my hands.
I eagerly brought her closer, sinking into her.

“Oh, umph!” She gasped, arching against me.

The angle inside her was perfection, soft and warm, but I worried for her. “Are you okay?” I demanded.

“Fine. Oh, god, am I ever fine.” She cooed into my ear.

I chuckled.

Her hands moved into my hair, rocking onto me. I was almost happy to let her control the movements, but I could hardly stand it for long. I moved my hands beneath her, pulling her closer.

I kissed her feverously, our tongues mingling, as I took complete control. Olivia leaned back in my arms, arching until the curls in her ponytail reached my legs.

The view was amazing, I came hard, and she followed a split second later. Her orgasm milked my own sweet, desperate release.

She collapsed onto the bed next to me. I drew the sheet over us both.

I dropped back against the pillows, covered in a sheen of sweat. I was going to need a shower. I was breathing heavy.

“Oh, God. That was amazing.” I groaned.

Olivia was panting hard, and speechless.

“I could use a smoke now.” I mused.

Olivia sat up suddenly, holding the sheet to her chest. There was an odd expression on her face.

“Sorry, I know you hate the smoking thing. It slipped out. I shouldn’t have said it.”

Olivia shook her head, licking her plump lips again. “No… it just… I have an overwhelming urge to distract you.”

I raised one eyebrow. “I think I could live with that.”

She smiled. “Okay. But I’ve got to warn you, I’m probably bad at this.”

“I doubt it.” I chuckled.

“Okay.” She smiled.

She pulled back the blankets and removed the condom.

“Wait, Liv-“ I began awkwardly. “That’s not a good-“

“Trust me. Lie back.” She smiled.

I wanted to scream for joy at this, I knew exactly what was coming.

Her hand closed around my cock, squeezing gently. I was hard automatically. Her hand moved up and back down again slowly, getting used to the motion. She set a stroking pattern, and I fought hard to keep my breathing steady.

She leaned over me, planting wet, soft kisses down the center of my chest. Her mouth moved slower down, slowly, and I could hardly stand it. I was getting harder, and desperate for release.

Her hand tightened around me again, and she leaned over me.

I watched her with hooded eyes. She paused, considering what to do next before kissing the end of my cock.

I gasped delightfully. God, I wanted those plump lips wrapped around me.

Those lips parted and carefully moved around the tip of me.

I groaned.

Her hand slid down further, followed by her mouth moving down a few more inches.

I tossed my head back, arching.

Her mouth and hand began working in unison, moving down, then back up. She found a perfect pattern and kept to it.

“Oh fuck, you’re good at that.” I groaned.

Her eyes darted up to mine, and if I hadn’t been struggling so hard to hold on, I would have come at that moment.

My chest heaved as she continued with her perfect rhythm. I could feel the pressure building in my stomach. I knew I was close.

“Oh, Liv…” I groaned.

I tucked her hair behind her ear to watch her more carefully. She took that moment to take me all the way into her mouth, save but about an inch and a half that wouldn’t fit. This was the last straw for me, I couldn’t stand it any longer.

“Oh, shit. Liv, I’m going to-“

Just before I came, she gasped and released me. I came hard, most of it landing on my chest.

“I’m sorry!” She gasped.

“It’s okay. Liv. It’s fine.” I said quickly.

“No, it’s not. It was my first time doing that, I’m sorry. I told you I’d probably be bad at it.”

I chuckled. “Honey, you weren’t bad. You were awesome. Trust me, object achieved.”

I twisted around and reached for a handful of tissues from the box on her nightstand.

“Wait, wait.” She stopped my hand before I could clean myself up. “I… I want to try something.” She started.

“Liv, you don’t have to-“

She tucked her hair behind her ears, leaning forward on her hands. She laid her tongue flush against my abdomen and took a long lick up my chest. She collected my spunk on her tongue and swallowed it.

I swallowed, muttering “fuck,” under my breath. Watching her lap the come off my chest was by far the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

When she finished, I gathered her in my arms and turned her onto her back, ready to ravish her again.

She giggled happily.