Olivia's POV
"I want to take you right here," André said softly.
I looked at him in surprise, but his green eyes were sincere and full of deep and unbridled passion.
"André, don't you..."
"No, Olivia, I can't wait. I want you, and I want to have you right here."
We followed a path leading down the cliff's side into the flowery meadow. The scent of the blooms filled my nostrils, and the colours gave new meaning to my sense of sight.
"André, what if..."
Before I could say anything else, his lips settled on mine, and the taste of his lips carried me away. He tasted like expensive wine. He had probably had some during the day, and I relished it off his tongue.
I felt him grab my clothes, and he pulled them off me, and I was left in my underwear.
"André..."
"Shhhh."
He kissed my neck, and I felt his fingers tease my skin, making me gasp in pleasure as he found his way down to my soaked pussy.
"You wanted to say no, Olivia. But even your body can't lie that you don't want me. I can smell your juices, and believe me, it smells wonderful."
He stroked it softly and played with the sensitive tip of my clit, pinning me to the ground and watching me squirm with delight on his face.
My cheeks pulsated with colour, the soft grass tickled my back, and his name was on the tip of my tongue.
"André... ahhhhhhnn!"
"Say you want me inside of you. Tell me that you want me to bury my hard cock deep into you and make you scream my name. Say it to me, kitten."
He grabbed my hair gently but firmly and muffled my moans with a kiss.
"You want me, kitten, don't you?"
"Yes, I do," I said weakly. Every inch of my skin craved his warmth. My pussy was soaked and dripping with juices, begging for him to penetrate me and stay there.
He pulled his soaked finger out of me and took off his trousers. His cock was hard, and as he grabbed it, he groaned deeply under his breath.
"See how hard you make me. Fuck!"
He entered me and buried his face in the crook of my neck, and I arched myself closer to him as I felt his hard, hot and thick cock fill me up.
He had fucked me before, but each time with him felt like my first, and I never wanted him to stop.
"You are so tight, kitten. Tight just for me and only me."
"Ahhhhhhnn... yes... André. Just... ahhhhhhnn... just for you."
His strokes were slow and deep, and he groaned softly in my ears as I held him close and dug my fingers deep into his back, not wanting him to stop.
"More André. I need more. Make me cum."
He went a little faster, and his groans became louder and deeper. I held on to him even tighter and was breathing loudly through my parted lips.
"Yes, yes, yes. Ahhhhhhnn!"
His kisses decorated my lips and neck, and he stopped for a moment and stared at me.
"I don't think I'll be able to come out of you. I'm going to lose myself to you, kitten."
He stroked my hair and played with my nipples between his fingers.
"Please don't stop André. Please."
"Yes, kitten."
He fucked me even harder, and as he kissed me, he played with my nipples. Sweat covered our bodies, and the wind blew loose flower petals on us, decorating our grassy love-bed.
His scent mixed with the scent of the flowers to make a delicate and passionate brew that graces my lungs.
My pussy felt even tighter, and I could feel André shaking a bit too.
"I want more of you, kitten."
He got faster and buried himself deeper into me. I felt my body begin to tense up.
His grip on me tightened as well, and he crushed me against his hard, sexy body. My pussy couldn't take his pounding anymore. Any second now, I was going to gush with juices.
"André, I am..."
"I know, kitten. I can feel your pussy gripping me tighter. I'm going to cum too."
He wrapped his arms around me and buried his cock into me even deeper.
"Cum for Daddy, Kitten."
At his sensual command, I felt the energy in me burst out, and I gripped him tightly as my juices gushed out of me. I felt his cock swell, and he groaned deeply as he poured his juices into me.
I jerked violently, but he held me close and pushed me softly.
"You were amazing, kitten. I can't get enough of you.
His lips locked with mine, and though I was exhausted, I didn't mind his lips warming mine.
When we finally pulled away from each other, the sun had gone down beyond the horizon, and so much time had passed. We had kissed for so long that we lost track of time.
"We had better get back to the car," he said softly, stroking my hair and face.
I agreed, and we helped each other get dressed and walked calmly to the car.
We chuckled to each other, finally got in, and sat back properly in our seats. André asked the driver to take us home.
I nestled my head on his shoulder and enjoyed the cool drive home. My pussy still tingled as I thought about the time we spent together in the meadow.
I had a naughty thought, and when André least expected it, I placed my hand on his thigh. He glanced at me, but I feigned innocence and smiled back. It was slight, but I could feel him getting hard for me all over again.
He groaned a little, and I giggled at his attempt to keep himself under control.
Just as we got closer and closer to the pack house, I asked André to stop the car.
I didn't want people to see us together yet. I was still scared of what people would think and what they would say.
"Could you please drop me here? I'd prefer to walk the rest of the way home."
He nodded slowly, kissed my forehead, and I got out of the car.
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