Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

Ollie's other side- steamy

*Ami's pov*

Do I know why I go into Ollie's room? No. Do I still go inside? Yes. I was just bored okay and wearing Edel's clothes made me feel extra confident. I didn't know this was Ollie's house until this afternoon, he has a completely different surname, cut me some slack. Walking around his surprisingly giant room, I take in his little essences of him laid out on the walls. Posters, CDs, pictures hung on his walls almost like his thoughts and feelings were poured out on display. I spot his record player and immediately make my way to it. There was a lot Frank Ocean (who I absolutely adore), some Cigarettes after Sex and even some Drake there. I would never have thought of him a Drake fan. A cough filled my ears. "Enjoying yourself there little miss stalker?" I turn around and find Ollie himself leaning against his doorframe with wet hair, obvious he had just showered. My tummy flipped, of course he has wet hair. He had on grey sweatpants and a black compression shirt making this whole situation a whole lot worse. Every girl knows the sluttiest thing a guy can wear was grey sweatpants and there he was, standing there with them on. I am so certain I blushed badly. "Er- um no. Well yes, just looking around your room. It's very, um, nice." What the hell? Fix up, Ami! "I think my room is also nice too Ams." He giggles dimples slotting into place. However, when I walked closer to him, his smile slowly faded and he began to blush himself. Strange. Really strange. He wasn't like this yesterday. I decided to test this new action by walking way closer to him. I walked a few steps closer, neither of us backing down. I got to a point that if I walked even closer, our chests would be touching. Immediately, Ollie read my mind as he began to back up matching me with my blushing until his back hit a wall. My heart rate increased so much and began to become out of breath. To my surprise, so did Ollie. Weird.

I was staring up into his almond, doey eyes with my huge chocolate ones. My blinking rate matched my breathing rate: both way too quick, not allowing my brain to catch up. "Hi." He breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Hi." Mine doing the act same. We stayed like that for a few seconds before his hand reached up and tucked a loose strand behind my ear. I felt his hand shaking as he did so. "I-i- there was a loose strand there. It might have gotten out when doing your hair with make up-" With make up? Huh? He never stumbles with words. "Ye- yeah, with make u-"
"Oh, stop rambling." I say as I collide my lips with his. I was kissing him for a few seconds until I realised he wasn't kissing me back. I pull back immediately embarrassed. Not again. Not fucking again, Ami! I was so annoyed with myself. Of course I did that, I think whilst walking away. This has happened twic- I suddenly felt a warm hand pulling mine making my whole body turn as he pulled me flush against him, his warm breath on top of mine. "So you like me then." Ollie smirked. I roll my eyes. "Wasn't it obvi-" My words were cut off as his lips collided my mine with great force. Pushing himself off the wall, Ollie turned around making me take his place- flush against the wall. His hands immediately on my face, scorching it. He dropped one, using it to pull my hand up against the wall and then suddenly pining it against it. "You're really good at thi-" I try to say.
"Now you be quiet." He growls. I had never seen him like this and it was making me ache for his touch. It was so attractive and I didn't know what to do. He let go of my lips and breathes a hot breathe against my neck forming goosebumps. Who would have thought Ollie Lynch had a different side to him?

Picking me up so my legs wrapped around him, I sink into him. He pulls away, shuts the door and turns to me, his dimples so prominent. I swear time stopped for a moment. It was so incredibly hot, it made me squirm. He stared up at me through thick eyelashes, heat forming in his pupils making them darker. The blush had been erased and in its place was a daring smirk. "Didn't know you were like this, Lynch." I breathe, my chest flush against him. "There's a lot you don't know about me, Carter." He replied. I saw a mischievous glint in his eyes before he forcefully pushes me down on his bed. Pining my hands above my head, he deepens the kiss. Whilst pulling one of my legs up, gripping his nails deep into my leg, he slots inbetween my legs making me squirm and breathe recklessly. My back arches at the sudden touch. An unfamiliar swell of excitement rises from the depth of my stomach making me uncontrollably squirm even harder than before. "Molloy, you better come here quickly. It's like me and you in here." A voice says from behind us.
Fuck.