Against All Odds

Chapter Seventeen

"Shh, or else your grandama will here us," I whisper, biting back a moan.

Ollie stills for a moment, looking down at me with hazy eyes. "You're going to kill my erection if you start talking about my grandama."

Raising an eyebrow, I lick a slow stripe up his cock, from base to tip, before sucking on the head again. Ollie throws back his head, flinging his arm over his face to muffle his moans.

"Hm, nothing soft about this," I whisper, laughing when he shoots me a glare.

The past two weeks have flown by without incident, making me a little on edge, especially with the argument that Aaron and I had. But that thought has been pushed to the back of my mind recently, too preoccupied with everything else.

This pregnancy is still in the early stages, about twelve weeks along, but for some reason, the horniness has hit me hard. Besides my exhaustion, it has been my only symptom. But, Ollie has been on the receiving end of my horniness, only too eager to help me.

Ollie's hands fall down to my hair, fingers twining in the strands and pulling me back up so he can press his lips against mine. In this position, my cock is pressed up against his, the barest brush making shivers of want run through me.

"Ollie," I whisper, lips brushing against his as I speak. "Please fuck me already. I want to come with you inside me."

His breath hitches, and he gives a swift nod of his head, pulling away from me enough to grab the lube that is sitting on the nightstand. Before he can get it though, I capture his hand with mine, bringing it down to my ass. His eyes widen significantly when he feels my slick, which there is much more of than usual. Many of the articles I had read about pregnancy said that the hormones produced during pregnancy make slick production increase significantly.

Pushing myself up from Ollie, I keep his gaze as I reach behind me, wrapping my hand around his hard cock. The skin is smooth and his cock is perfect. Not so big that it nearly hurts when we are having sex- such as with Aaron- and not too small. Biting my lip, I push myself up enough that I am straddling him, the head of his cock pressing against my hole. Ollie's mouth drops open as I start to seat myself on his cock, a low moan slipping from his lips as he fills me.

Once I am fully seated, the heat inside me only increases. Resting my hands on Ollie's chest, I start to rock back on his cock, moaning as he brushes against that spot inside me with every stroke.

It feels wonderful, like scratching the itch that you have been unable to reach for days. Ollie's hands come to rest on my hips. Fingers tightening as he rests his feet against the bed, giving him enough leverage to meet my thrusts.

"Oh god," I whisper, eyes falling closed in my bliss.

"God, you're so beautiful," Ollie says, "Love you."

His words cause me to still, his cock still hard inside me. He seems to realize what he said, eyes widening in panic.

"I-I mean..." he stutters, trying to backtrack.

But then his eyes settle on me and must see my smile, because he falls quiet. Leaning down, I capture his lips with mine, hands settling on either side of his face as I deepen the kiss. Just when I am running out of air, I pull away, eyes blinking open.

"Love you too," I whisper. "So much."

Ollie looks shocked for only a second before he is smiling. His fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me into a deep kiss that takes my breath away.

The heat inside me curls again, so I start to rock back on his cock, reveling in the fullness. Ollie lets out a low moan against my lips, reluctantly letting me pull away so that I can ride him better.