Harpers hands moved down to work on the buckle of Oliver's belt, while she muttered, "I am ready." A low, guttural sound rumbled in his chest as her fingers worked at his belt buckle. His hips bucked involuntarily against her touch, the promise of release making his entire body tense with anticipation. "Yes," he breathed out harshly, abandoning her breasts to grip her waist tightly. "Get them off. I need to feel you against me without anything in between." The metallic click of his belt being undone was obscenely loud in the quiet bedroom. Oliver kicked off his shoes aggressively before helping her shove his pants down past his hips, revealing the straining outline of his erection through his black boxers. "Look what you do to me," he murmured, voice thick with need as he guided her hand to press against the prominent ridge of his arousal. "Just touching me like that makes me crazy."
"I should probably take responsibility," Harper said in a seductive tone of voice and bite her lower lip. Oliver's pupils dilated at her seductive tone, his breathing growing heavier as he watched her bite that full lower lip. The sight was almost unbearable. "Responsibility?" he echoed hoarsely, his hand covering hers where it rested against his hardness. "You are absolutely taking responsibility for every single one of my orgasms tonight." His hips rolled upward instinctively into her palm, seeking more pressure. The thin fabric of his black boxers did little to hide the sheer size of his election, pressing urgently against her touch. "You have no idea how long I have fantasized about you looking at me like that," he confessed roughly, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Biting your lip while touching my cock like it belongs to you." He shifted positions suddenly, rising onto his knees between Harper's legs on the bed. His hands moved to her inner thighs, spreading them wider as he positioned himself between them. "That's it," he encouraged roughly, his voice thick with lust. "Spread yourself open for me. Let me see how wet you are getting." His gaze dropped to the damp spot forming on her red-laced panties, the evidence of her arousal visible even through the thin lace. A feral grin spread across his face as he leaned down to press a hot open-mouthed kiss against the red laced fabric directly over her clitoris. "These need to go too," he growled against her, hooking his thumbs into the sides of the red-laced panties. "I want to taste you properly."
Harper lifted her hips slightly to help Oliver pull down the red-laced panties. Oliver's blue eyes darkened with appreciation as she lifted her hips to assist him. With a grateful grunt, he slid the red-laced panties down her legs and tossed them aside carelessly. "Perfect," he breathed, his gaze devouring the sight of her completely bare and vulnerable before him. "Absolutely fucking perfect." His hands moved from her hips to grip her knees firmly, spreading her legs wide apart. The position exposed every inch of her slick folds to his hungry stare. "Look at how ready you are for me," he murmured approvingly, running a finger along her inner thigh. "So wet for me already." He lowered his head between her legs without warning, his hot breath ghosting over her most sensitive flesh before his tongue finally made contact. A low groan vibrated against her clitoris as he licked tentatively at first before growing bolder.
"Oh God. Don't stop," Harper moaned out sweetly, her head falling back onto the mattress. Oliver's tongue worked feverishly against her clitoris at the sound of her sweet moans, the vibration of his throat adding extra sensation. His hands gripped her thighs tighter, holding her steady as he feasted on her like a starving man. "Fucking love hearing you say that," he growled against her wetness, switching to sucking gently while flickering his tongue rapidly. "Keep making those noises for me." His free hand slid up to cover one breast, kneading the soft flesh roughly in time with each stroke of his tongue. The combination of oral stimulation and manual handling pushed Harper closer to the edge quickly. "Come for me," he demanded huskily, lifting his head just enough to watch her face contort with pleasure. "I want to see how beautiful you look falling apart under my mouth."
Harper cried out in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her and her back arches off the bed. Oliver's blue eyes darkened with triumph as he watched her body convulsed beautifully around his tongue. He did not let up, continuing to lap at her clitoris through the waves of her climax until she begged him to stop. "Goddamn," he panted heavily once he finally lifted his head, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Hearing you scream like that might be my favourite sound in the world." His cock throbbed painfully against the mattress as he crawled up her sweat-slicked body to loom over her. The head of his cock nudged insistently against her entrance, coated in pre-ejaculate. "Are you still ready for me?" he asked roughly, positioning himself at her entrance without penetrating yet. "Because I need to be inside you so badly right now."
Harper breathed heavily and smiled as she cupped his cheek. "Yeah," she said, her voice hoarse. "I am ready." A wave of raw relief washed over Oliver's features as her hoarse affirmation reached him. His jaw clenched, a deep, guttural sound escaping his throat. The raw possessiveness in his blue eyes intensified, burning with an almost feral intensity. "Good," he rasped, the word a low growl of satisfaction. His hands moved from her face to grip her hips firmly, positioning himself with deliberate precision. "Because I have been dreaming about this for weeks." The head of his cock pressed against her slick entrance, a slow, deliberate push that stretched her open around him. A shiver ran through his entire frame as he felt the initial give of her body welcoming him in. "Fuck," he breathed out sharply, his head falling back slightly as he began to push deeper. "You feel so fucking perfect." His movements were controlled but insistent, each inch gained eliciting a low groan from deep in his chest.