"Can you hand me my phone? I need to check on something." "Mmhm." I replied absentmindedly, turning another page in my book. "Please, I need my phone." Olly's voice came from somewhere in the bathroom, growing a bit louder as he walked out. "Hold on." "Babe. Please." His voice had a bit of warning in it. I scoffed in annoyance. Here I was, trying to read my book, and he's bothering me for something he can get himself. "Get it yourself." I mumbled under my breath. "What was that?" He demanded, and I knew that definitely wasn't something I should've said. Glancing up timidly from my page I looked at him, realizing only then that he was merely wearing a towel dangerously low around his waist. Taking my book from my hands he dropped it to the floor, his other hand tilting my chin up towards him from where I sat on the bed. My eyes strayed towards the top of his towel again, but he tsked. "Look at me, kitten, and answer my question." "I said," trying to keep my voice steady I sneered, "Get. It. Yourself." He tilted his head, with a small smirk as he cocked an eyebrow. "Now, you know better than to speak like that. Do you want to apologize before things escalate?" He questioned. I was silent for a second, before making up my mind. Standing up I looked straight into his eyes, pushing him slightly with my palms. "Make me." Those two words had a definite effect on him as his eyes changed from their normal blue to a dark hue. In an instant I was pushed back, my legs hitting the edge of the bed before I toppled over onto my back. Gripping both of my wrists in one of his hands he pinned them up over my head, his other hand supporting his body as he hovered over me. Leaning down he kissed me deeply, his tongue entering my mouth. Finally pulling back with a bite of his lip he looked at me. "Take it back." Staying silent I held his gaze. Drops of water from his hair as he had just gotten out of the shower fell onto my neck and chest and I shivered. Leaning down he bared his teeth, grazing them along my exposed neck to my collarbone. "Apologize." He whispered, his voice sending vibrations on my skin. "No-ah." My reply bled into my cry as he bit down onto my neck, clamping down as he sucked furiously, leaving a deep bruised love bite. Repeating the process on an area mere inches above the first a hickey appeared. "Stop-" I moaned. "Apologize." Was the only word he purred into my ear. I arched my back in an attempt to knock him off and reverse our roles, but his grip only tightened on my wrists. "You know well enough that I'm the one in charge here." He definitely was stronger than me, and I could see his muscles flexing in the corner of my eye. Planting a soft kiss on my jawline he trailed them up to my lips. Lowering his torso he began to grind his hips to mine. Throaty moans escaped my lips as I felt his length rub against my heat. Letting go of my arms he pulled down my shorts, the thin cloth revealing the bottom pair of the lingerie he had bought me. His eyes hardened as he slowly looked up at me. "You were supposed to save these." He growled. I had no answer to that. Pulling them down my legs achingly slow with his teeth again he kissed my inner thighs, coming closer and closer to my clit. Finally he made it there and sucked gently on it, making me buck. Crawling up towards me again he slowly undid the knot in his towel. "Olly.." "Are you sure?" He asked, kissing my shoulder. I nodded, connecting our lips. Taking my legs he rested them on his shoulders, gripping my hips. "Ready?" "Yes." Rubbing his cock between my lips he pushed in. My eyes screwed shut as I adjusted my hands clawed at the sheets. Leaning forwards my legs dropped around his hips and he gripped the headboard as he began to pump in and out. "You feel so good, baby girl." Mu hands gripped his hair and he began to go faster. "Olly, I'm almost..." I managed to get out. "So am I baby hold on. Don't come until I tell you." He was going faster and his he brought his hand down to rub my clit. I was about to let go but I did as he told and held on. "Scream my name, baby girl. Tell me who's making you feel this good." "Olly!" I screamed his name, clutching at the pillow under my head. "That's fucking right. Now." He said, just as he twitched inside of me. He bent down, burying his face in my neck and biting down to muffle his moans. We came at the same time. After we rode out our highs he pulled out. "That was amazing. But you're all dirty. I need to clean you up." He whispered. Leaning towards my pussy he began to lick up my juices. After he had cleaned me from the inside out, earning many whimpers, he placed a kiss on my lips. "You're perfect." I said quietly. "You're my princess."
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Fanfic"And if I lose?" I said shakily, a little nervous at what he had planned. He smirked. "If you lose," he leaned closer to me until his warm breath tickled my ear. "I can do whatever I want for the next week." "To you."
