The Secret of Us // Oscar Piastri

05

Casey could not describe how good his lips felt against hers. It was perfect. She'd never experienced anything like it before. It was like she was a puzzle and he was a missing piece, he just slotted into place.

"Your room or mine?" She asked him when she came up for air and he smiled wide. "Whose is closer?" He asked, arms falling to her waist. "I'm room 908." She said before leaning back in to kiss him. "Hmm." He said as he kissed her. She could feel the vibrations against her lips. "I'm room 902." She could feel his hot breath on her skin as she spoke. "I win." He smirked.

"Lead the way." Casey said and within a second he was leading her down the hall; her hand in his. They came his room and he pulled his keycard out of his back pocket. He used it to open the door and as soon as they were in the room, his lips were back on hers. It was desperate; like she was oxygen. He was kissing her with such force, such demand that she had no choice but to stumble backwards until she conveniently fell onto the bed. They broke apart, Oscar smirked down at her as he pulled of his T-shirt and chucked it behind him. She just watched in awe. He bent down, his hands going to rest on bed at either side of her, and his lips were back on hers. He bit her lip, what appeared to be accidentally and she let out a moan. A laugh came from Oscar. "Already?" He asked. "Shut up." Casey said, laughing and placing her lips back on his.

In one quick move, Casey pushed Oscar onto the bed and threw her legs over him, making it so she was straddling him. "God, you're so hot." He said and grabbed a fist full of her hair to pull her down and kiss her. Casey's lips then left his, going his neck and leaving serval kisses there. She then placed some on his chest and his toro, getting closer and closer to his crotch. She was trying teasing him, make him want her more and from the way his skin came out in goosebumps, it was working. She placed a kiss on his V line. "Case." He breathed out, exasperated. "Yes?" She asked, mockingly. "Please." Was all he said.

"Since you asked so nicely." Casey dropped to her in-front of the bed and began undoing his belt, but she was taking too long so Oscar did it for her. She hooked her fingers into his boxers and looked up at him. He was now leaning on his elbows. He nodded so she pulled them down and his length came springing out. It was bigger than she had thought it would be, bigger than she'd ever had before. It wasn't all going to fit in her mouth, but with the use of her hand she hoped she could make it work.

Casey first spat on her hand, stroking it up and down his length. Soon she brought her lips to the tip, swirling her tongue around it. This made him moan.
That only egged her on, making her take as much as she could in her mouth, while her hand rubbed where she couldn't reach in beat with her mouth's movements. It wasn't long before all Oscar was, was a sting of moans tied together. His hand went to her hair, guiding her head up and down. Normally she hated when guys did that, but when Oscar did it, it drove her crazy. Casey felt him throb and buried him deep in her throat. She felt the warm and sticky substances treacle down her throat and once he was done, she lifted her head up and wiped her mouth.

Oscar took a moment to recover. After, he looked down to carpet to see Casey still on her knees and looking up at him. It made his stomach do all sorts things. "Your turn." He said as he bent down, placing his hands at her sides and dragging her up and onto the bed. The threw her up at the top, so her head would be resting on a pillow. He tugged on her dress and she got the memo, pulled the white materiel off and throwing it to the floor. Oscar just looked at her. She was only in a plain black bra and panties, but he'd never seen something so beautiful. "You're gorgeous." He told her and begin placing kisses up her thighs, making her breath halt in her throat. Soon his mouth was hovering over her entrance. She could feel his hot breath against it, even through the fabric of her underwear. "Can I?" He asked and vibrations on her core made her have to close her eyes. "Please." She said and he wasted no time pulling her panties down.

As soon as she felt his tongue lick a strip down her, she let out a deep sigh of relief. She felt his tongue around her clip and prayed to the lord that he knew where it was, some of the people she'd been with hadn't and it was not fun. Minutes later, his nails were digging into her thighs for grip as she cried into her hand in pleasure. She finished quicker than she ever has before. He came up and kissed her, this time more gentle, like they had all the time in the world.

"Do you have a condom?" She asked against his lip. Seconds later, he got up and went to find his jeans, pulling out his wallet when he found a condom. He unwrapped it and put it on as he walked back over to her. "I want to be on top." She said, looking at him with wide eyes. "No arguments here." He said, stroking her cheek as he reached the bed. He laid down and she climbed on top. He placed his hands on her hips, guiding her down onto his length. She leaned down, placing her forehead on his as he went inside of her, them gasping at the same time.

Casey moved herself up and down, small moments just to get herself adjusted. Once she was, Oscar's hands were back on her hips, making her go up and down quicker and quicker. His muscles were very much coming in handy. All she was, was moans. She buried her face in the crock of neck and began placing kisses along it, trying to stop herself from her embarrassing cries of enjoyment. It wasn't long until Oscar said, "Let me hear you." She straighten her back, looking down at him as bounced up and down on his cock and making unimaginable sounds becomes of it. They were music to Oscar's ears. He took one of his hands off her hips to bring it to her cheek, letting his fingers dust over it. "You're so fucking pretty." He said. After, several more minutes of thoroughly enjoying themselves, they both finished at the same time, making their vision go blurry and nothing else in the world matter. Casey collapsed on Oscar, his arms wrapping around her. He placed a kiss on her head.

They just laid together, him still inside of her, catching their breath until Casey got up to pee and clean herself up. While she was in the bathroom, she heard the bin lid go, presumably Oscar throwing away the condom.
When she came out of the bathroom, she wasn't sure if he'd want her to stay the rest of the night or not. So, she gathered her clothes from the floor to see if he would ask her to stay. "Casey." He said softy. "Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

"I didn't know if you'd want me to say stay..." She pressed her lips together.

He chuckled. He was lying in the bed, naked. "Come here." He said, lifting one of his arms up for her cozy under. She smiled, unclipping her bra and climbing into bed with her. He turned the bedside light off, "Night, Casey." He said. "Night, Oscar." She said, head resting on his bare chest. She could feel his heat beat and it soothed her to sleep.