Partners In Our Own Crime| BEING EDITED

18.Clarity

Last night was...something out of a dream.

The way he touched her. The way he looked at her while she rode him. The way he was whispering in her ear. The way he fucked her. The way he fucked her mouth. If that was what it felt like to have him, she wanted it every night. Wanted him touching her skin...his cock in her mouth.

Olivia took her bottom lip in between her teeth, gazing at her reflection. Her face glowed, and her skin was slightly covered in marks from their rough sex. The side of her ass had a small bruise from how many times his hand had come down onto it, smacking it. She loved it. How the marks he'd given her let her know that she was his and only his.

She was his, and he was hers.

She freshened up, taking a shower as she let him sleep in. He deserved it after the work he'd put in the night before. The hot water hit her skin, the warmth working the knots in her back. Of course she'd been a little sore. He really did go to work on her. But the pleasure out did the pain.

As she showered, memories from the night prior kept re-playing in her head. God, his touch, his body...just...him

The way his body moved in sync with hers.

She had to have him again.

So, after drying off, and oiling her body down, she entered her bedroom, her naked frame in view. She slid into bed with him, straddling his lap, as she peered down at his sleeping body. She let her fingers graze over his chest..damn.

His skin was soft, and his figure turned her on from the sight of it. She wanted him to fuck her again...just like the night before.

First she needed to have him in her mouth. So, she grabbed hold of his cock, bringing it to her lips. He stirred and groaned.

"Hmm," his eyes still closed, he squirmed under her.

"Wake up, baby." she whispered, finally taking him in her mouth, it lowering onto his warm cock.

"Liv..." no response, just the sound of her sucking him, spitting on it as she went. His eyes pressed tightly together as he bit down on his lip. Hard.

"You know..." she took his length out of her mouth, still stroking him with her hands , "I love when your cock is in my mouth."

His eyes nearly went wide as he stared down at her. fuck.

Sexy as fuck.

"Liv, please," she had him begging. He needed her to stop or he wouldn't be able to control what he'd do next.

"Cum in my mouth, again." she whimpered, taking him back into her wet mouth, wrapping her lips around his length. He didn't say a word, just let his warm cum drip down onto her tongue. His breath was heavy and his eyes went shut as he felt her climb back on top of him, lowering down onto his hardened cock.

"Chill, mama," his voice had been a whisper, as he held her still, gripping her waist.

"Fuck me," she peered down at him. How could he say no to those eyes?

So, he let go of her waist, letting her roll her hips on top of him, riding him slowly. His head fell back onto the pillow, his hands gripping her ass.

"You like that, huh?" she taunted, placing her hands down on his chest, her nails clawing him.

"You know I do," he managed to get out and she smirked down at him.

"Show me how much you like it," she encouraged, him taking his hands and gripping her waist, holding her down. From there he started to drill her, his dick pressed deep inside her. Her moans turned to whimpers as he fucked her.