𝐎𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Part 6 ~ Can You Hold Me?

Olivia's Point Of View ~ 

I hear Michael let out a husky groan as I sink down on his thick cock, taking him as deep as I can. I moan as he completely stretches me. I'm straddling his lap, facing him and looking far into his chocolate brown eyes. I tilt my head back in complete ecstasy. 

"Oh . . Michael . . hmm . . " 

A whispery tone in my voice. My arms are wrapped securely around his neck. 

He places his hands on my waist and I feel him pull me down on him gently, urging my body to take more and more of him. 

"Deeper, baby girl . . " He groans.

I begin to bounce up and down on him as beads of sweat drip down our scorching naked bodies. I take him a centimetre at a time, until at last . .  I have accepted all of him inside of me. 

"Now you have all of me, baby" Michael groans huskily into my ear. 

His hot tongue licking my heated skin there. I moan through heavy eyelids, his fingertips tracing up and down slowly along my spine, making me shudder. 

"Keep riding me, my beautiful girl" He whispers in my ear once again. 

And I do just that. Moving on him faster and faster, up and down and back and forth. Something about this moment is quiet beautiful . . it's only casual but in a somewhat strong sense extremely real. Michael brings one of his large, veiny hands to my breast, gently kneading it . . then attaching his mouth to it, sucking and planting soft kisses upon it. His curls that rest on his forehead, drip with sweat onto my heaving chest as his head rests there. I gently place my hands on the back of his head while his mouth is at my breast. I flutter my eyes closed in bliss. He's making me feel so amazing. I feel my orgasm ripple through my pleasured body, making me cry out . . 

But Michael doesn't stop, he picks up the pace . . 

Moving his hips along with mine as I ride him. He groans loudly, quickly flipping me over on my back, catching me completely off guard as he places me gently on the floor by the fireplace. Michael's on top of me. His thrusts becoming hard and faster, his hips moving perfectly as his rock hard length tickles that sweet spot inside of me again and again. I whimper softly underneath him. 

"Mi . .Michael, baby . . I need to . . I . . I'm going to . . " I say slowly. 

This mind blowing experience is making me lose my mind. I can't see straight, I can't think straight . . I can't even speak. He leans down, burying his face in the crock of my neck, my arms clinging around his neck. He lifts his head up, his sweaty cheek brushing against mine in the process. His lips connecting with mine, a passionate kiss takes over. Easing my severe craving to release. Michael free's our lips, bringing them to my ear . . 

"Shh . . shh . . I know baby, please cum for me . . " 

His warm breath lingers on my earlobe. Michael lowers his body more onto mine. My bottom lip drags over his damp shoulder. My legs wrapping around his waist tightly. His thrusts, slow and hard alternating. My eyes become heavy, closing them from the raging pleasure and ecstasy. I can hear my wetness as he slides in and out of my socked heat so easily. It's erotic. 

I suddenly begin chanting his name slowly and softly as I feel my orgasm coming . . 

"Michael . . Michael . . Oh god, yes! Michael . . Michael, baby . . " 

He bites down on his bottom lip and I toss my head back in blissful pleasure. It's overwhelming almost . . I came. 

My body shaking violently, panting loudly underneath Michael. I relax . . feeling limp, worn out. I close my eyes, still lying on my back. I feel him brush some of my hair away from my flushed cheeks, leaning down to connect his lips with mine in a steamy, passionate kiss. I just lay there, wrapping my arms around his neck, occasionally running my fingers through his damp curls.