Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

What happens after school- spicy

*Ami's pov*

Putting on 'Soaked' by Shy Smith on Ollies record player I turned and smirked at him. His pupils grew darker as he stepped towards me. His figure loomed over me. Pulling my chin towards his, he stopped halfway so his breath was on mine. "Soaked?"
"It's relatable." I tease breathing recklessly. A smirk grew on his face as he took me in in one quick sweep. His lips work effortlessly against mine. Just like that, cute Ollie had gone and instead he was replaced with sexy Ollie. His hands move up to my hair pulling me towards him even more. Lips touched my neck then, making my heart beat instantly increase further. My eyes kept on rolling so far back I had to close them. "Who taught you how to do that?" I say inbetween sharp intakes of breaths. "Came to me naturally, baby." Hearing the word baby instantly made my tummy flip. He made his way further down my neck, and to my collarbone. I moaned when he reached a sweet spot. I actually moaned. I didn't even know that came out of my mouth until I felt a smile paint upon his lips. "Ols." Was all I could make out. Moaning even more, he moved my hair out of his way and picked me up in his arms. Whilst walking over to his bed, he pulled off my blazer. Setting me down, he pulled back, pulling off his jumper. I stare expectantly up at him. "Wow." He says.
I blink. "You're so beautiful." I smile sweetly up at him. "And you're so handsome." His eyes get even darker. "Sit there." I say pointing to the headboard. He walks over to it and sits down almost immediately. I crawl on the bed to meet him to where he was sitting. I pull myself up on my knees. Using my hands to cup his face, I stare down at him. We stay like that for a few seconds and then I lean in and kiss him. We fight over dominance until he gives up and let me takes control. Lowering myself on his lap, I jump a bit when I feel through my tights how hard he is. I pull back. "That hard for me, yeah?" I laugh against his lips. "Only for you." He replies, without a hint of embarrassment in his voice. Well shit. I kiss him again lifting my ass and like a magnet, his hands were all over me, gripping it tightly. I feel our school uniform crinkling under the pressure. I lift my arms and he pulls off my jumper, only breaking the kiss when the jumper went over my head. Sliding my hands down his chest, I stop when it gets to the bulge. Pulling back, I rethink my decision. He stares back at me but I make no move. "It's okay baby, if you aren't ready yet."
I groan. "But I want to be, for you."
"Today can just be your day."
"Okay then." I smirk as he pulls me into him once more. In one quick motion, he flips me over so I'm the one lying down and him wedged between my legs. "Can I?" He says inbetween kisses. "Yes." I breathe.

His hands make their way down my shirt, unbuttoning every button that they passed. Leaving my shirt on but open. Leaning back he took in the sight of me just in my bra. "Whoa." He blinked. "Just whoa, Carter." I instantly blushed. He saw and just shook his head smiling. He kissed down my chest whilst pulling up one of my legs. My head craned back and I immediately shut my eyes. Gripping the bed with one hand, I used the other to go through Ollie's heap of curls. He got to one sweet spot and I just couldn't take it anymore. I started moaning again. Yes, moaning. This boy had one strong hold over me. "You're. So. Good. At. This." I moan. He responded by kissing me even more. He gripped my leg so tightly, I'm sure I heard a rip in my tights. "This." He pointed to my bottom half implying my skirt and tights. "Off." I breathed and just nodded. One of his hands went behind my back pulling me flush against him. I was smaller than him and he was so strong so he picked me up with such ease. Using the other hand, he gently slid my skirt and tights down my legs. Feeling more free, I was just in my underwear and my open shirt. "Can I?" My boyfriend repeated in my ear. His voice so close it made me shudder. "Ye- yes." And that same feeling I felt a week ago came back, it seem to only be present when Ollie was around. He then leaned back and stared from one of my eyes to the other, flicking between them. He slid his hand down my thigh. Craving his touch so badly, he teased me going extra slowly. "Ready?" He asked. I didn't even have time to answer as a moan escaped my mouth. His fingers being inside of me was a very strange but euphoric feeling.
"Omigosh." Was all I could squeak out. My head flew back on the covers and one hand gripped the duvet whilst the other pulled on Ollie's hair. I had never felt this feeling before but when he pumped in and out, wild pleasure escaped. "Breathe." Ollie said leaning down to kiss my neck. I didn't know what to do. I was breathing and moaning uncontrollably now. "Ols." My chest rised up and down. "You okay, baby?" He said taking in the sight of me underneath him. "Y- ye- y-" Was all I could manage out. His kisses were found on my chest once again. My moans got louder and louder. "Olli-" Numerous shudders racked through me then, squeals and moans filled the air very loudly and my legs started shaking. I couldn't control myself, even a tear was forming on my cheek. What was happening?

Whilst being cradled in my boyfriend's arms, stare up at Ollie's ceiling a few minutes later. "How was it?" He breathed against my neck. "Whoa." I stiffled out. "Just whoa."
"Never thought I could make my girlfriend have an orgasm."
"I don't know how you do it, Lynch." He kisses the top of my forehead. "Are you okay to move?"
"Baby, I know you rocked my world but I think I'm okay." I giggled. His shoulders visually rolled back. "You hungry?" He turns to look at his alarm clock. "I mean, it's already 6 o'clock." Thank God I texted my parents before hand telling them I'll be home late. "What do you have?" I ask. He jumps up and goes into his wardrobe. Returning a few minutes later, he walks over to me. After taking off my shirt, he pulls on one of his hoodies on top of me. "Why don't we go check?"
"I like the sound of that." I softly smile. He walks around cleaning around his room, placing my blazer, jumper, skirt and tights neatly on the back of his chair. "Give me two seconds." Ollie says walking back into his walk-in-wardrobe. I text Maeve and then he walks back into his room. Placed on his body was a jumper and joggers and in his hand was another pair of joggers. "Thanks Ols but I don't think they will fit me." I laugh.
"They're Claire's."
I raise my eyebrows with visual confusion."My sister's best friend's." He reassures me. Nodding, I try to get up only to find my legs shaking. "What's happening to me?" I fall back on his bed. "Steady there." My boyfriend says steading me and placing me down with such care. "That's what I was trying to say. Post orgasm." He winces but instead of being scared I just laugh. "Oh?!"
"Oh yes indeed."
"Why do you know that?" I interrogate. "Baby, I live with Aoife, Shan and sometimes Leah." He rolls his eyes at me. Leaning forward he pinches my nose. "Doesn't that make me an expert?"
"Ah, I guess so."
"Let me bring up the food, baby. Don't you worry about a thing." I lie back down on Ollie's bed blinking. How have I managed to score him?