Hey, you guys! Sorry it took me forever and a day, but as you may know writer's block is a bitch. Hope this doesn't disappoint.
Again, Christi is the most awesome person in the world for putting up with me and my shit. (:
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Disclaimer: It's easy to guess that they do not belong to me, but to Mr. Wolf. If they were mine they'd be going at it like animals.
xo, A.
A delicate hand moving up and down his shaft, stroking him, wakes him up from his peaceful slumber. A sigh escapes his lips when his mind registers to whom the long - and tightly wrapped around him - fingers belong to. He moves his hand in order to feel her soft skin under his fingertips. His hand strokes her back slowly up and down and he thinks about opening his eyes to see her but there's too much light in the room and her hand fisting his dick doesn't help at all.
A drop of pre - cum appears when her luscious lips lick a trail from his shoulder to the crook of his neck making him shiver. He fists her hair when she sucks pieces of his skin in her mouth and he is sure she's leaving a mark.
She presses further into him and he can feel she's not wearing anything. "Liv," he breathes her name and she just hums against the flesh of his neck. Her lips move and now they're barely touching his skin. The next thing he registers is them closed tightly around his own. He presses her head down so he can maintain contact, using the hand tangled in her hair, and he kisses her.
She pulls back from his lips and smiles sweetly at him, her hand once wrapped around his cock, now lightly holding the side of his neck. "You woke me up," he whispers staring at her eyes.
She grins and straddles him. "I did, but you woke me up first." She winks at him and thinks that waking up in his arms with his cock poking at her ass is wonderful. She slightly rocks her hips against his and his hands grip at her waist to hold her in place. She takes his hands from her waist and moves one of them to her breast. He cups the mound firmly and her eyes flutter closed for a moment. "Elliot," she moans and brings his other hand to her lips to kiss his palm. "I'm going to take a shower," she says kissing him hard on the lips and hoping off of him before he can pull her back.
"What? Liv, come on, you can't do that and then stop," he whines pointing down to where his hard cock has the sheet he had thrown around himself during the night, tented.
"I just did,baby!" She winks and turns around, heading to the bathroom for a quick shower.
"How about I join you then?" His smile is a cocky one and she answers with a smirk of her own. "Nope!"
Elliot lets loose a frustrated sigh at the sound of the bathroom door locking and reaches his hand to grab her pillow. He brings it close to snuggle it against his chest, relishing in the scent of her on the soft material.
The next thing he hears is a sigh that seems painfully familiar. He rubs the sleep from his eyes and turns to look at the time clock on the nightstand and thinks that he must have dozed off. His brow furrows when he hears another sigh.
Olivia.
He gets off the bed and walks out of their bedroom. His breath catches in his throat and his jaw drops open when his sees her.
Naked. Sitting on their kitchen counter with her legs spread and her feet propped on the counter on either side of herself. Her head is thrown back. Her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth. Playing with her pussy.
She hears his intake of breath and looks at him like a deer caught in headlight. Like she wasn't doing it on purpose, for him to find her like that.
He can feel his heart hammering against his chest, he didn't dare ask her to do this for him, to touch herself for his viewing pleasure. "Liv..."
She closes her eyes again as if she hadn't just seen or heard him and just continues with her little game.
"Liv..." he says again and his voice is raspy. His boxer briefs feel, for the second time in less than an hour, too tight. He walks towards her almost timidly so as not to disturb her.
She looks at him again and this time her look is one full of mischief. She smiles and sighs again trapping her bottom lip between her teeth.
He closes the distance between them and stands directly in front of her without touching her. "Elliot," her moan makes him want to touch her but he doesn't want her to stop.
She looks so gorgeous, his mind registers dumbly. He lightly caresses her left breast spreading goose bumps all over her skin and she takes in a deep breath.
"El, touch me, baby," her soft voice reaches his ears and he cups her breast. He looks down to where her hand is and marvels at how lightly she touches herself. He touches her hand causing her fingers to brush firmly against her clit.
Her other hand grips his shoulder and she looks down to herself to where their hands are. His hand not touching her anywhere, just leading her own.
"Liv, baby, continue, make yourself come for me." His words cause a rush of wetness between her legs and her grips on his shoulder tightens.
She nods her head without saying anything.
He lets go of her hand and removes his boxers freeing his dick. He resumes his position between her legs, coming so close that his cock almost touches her.
He looks at her and grabs her nape bringing her lips to his. His kiss is fiery and she moans when his tongue brushes her lips.
He cups her hand again and pushes one of her fingers inside her tight pussy while her thumb keeps stroking her clit. He parts his lips from hers and kisses a trail from her jaw to her neck. She lets go of his shoulder and wraps her hand around his cock. He moans against her neck and she feels the vibrations run through her body.
"El, I want you."
"Shhhh, you have to make yourself come first, Liv," he says placing small, light kisses on her breasts.
She lets out a frustrated sigh but she moans as soon as she feels a thick finger join hers.
He pushes his finger deep and looks up at her smiling and nodding at her breasts he asks her, "Which one you want me to suck on?"
She smiles back and sinfully answers him that she wants the left one. His lips close tightly around her left nipple and he teases the distended tip with his tongue.
She squirms and he enjoys the power he has over her.
"El..." her kittenish moans drive him crazy and when she removes her finger from within herself and slips it inside his mouth he believes he's in heaven.
He grips her hips while sucking her juices off her finger so as not to thrust himself into her. "El, please..." She wants him to enter her, she wants to feel him- all of him- pounding inside of her tight pussy. She feels his wedding band digging in the sensitive flesh of her thigh and the feel of the cold metal against her warm skin makes her smile. She loves seeing it on his finger, telling everyone that he's hers to kiss and hug and caress and make love to.
At the thought she cups his nape and brings his lips to hers.
He places her right leg over his shoulder and thrust his cock inside her pussy without warning, just like she wanted him to, he thinks smirking and watching her face scrunching up in pleasure. She throws her head back and lets out a string of profanities.
He thrusts hard into her, watching as she furrows her brows and abuses her upper lip with her teeth. "Liv, touch yourself, baby. Make me harder..."
She looks at him and her eyes are full of lust, just like his are. She touches, then, her clit with her fingers and it sends a jolt of electricity through her body. She rubs the sensitive tip while looking at how his eyes follow the delicate movement of her fingers. He looks up at her and grips the nape of her neck.
"Look down, Liv. Look how my big cock slips into your tight little pussy, baby. You feel so good." His words make her want to orgasm and she does look down and starts rubbing her clit vigorously. She feels that she's going to come, and he feels it too. He never let's go of her nape, he just stares at her and she feels his eyes on her face.
He leans down and kisses her again. The more he thrusts, the more her kittenish whimpers increase. He knows she'll come soon and he won't let her. Not yet.
"El, I'm gonna..." He knows what she's gonna do and so he pulls back, his dick slipping out of her. Her look is one of pure rage once her eyes shot open and her mind registers what he just did.
He yanks her off the counter and pushes on her shoulders making her kneel on the floor in front of him. He's never done this before to her, but she wanted to play, he thinks.
She opens her mouth to protest but his words and his cock on her face shut her up. "I want to cum in your mouth first, then I'll make you cum too."
He cups her cheek and then slips his fingers through her long hair. She opens her mouth wide and her eyes rake over his cock, watching every vein of his length, how his wedding band slides across his skin making her wetter, how he strokes himself in order to finish off while his eyes never leave her face.
She looks up at him and the look of lust in his eyes causes her to groan. His throat is clogged from his desire for her and his pants come out shortened.
"Ahh, yeah..."
"Baby, will you cum for me? Please?" She licks her lips and wraps her own hand over his, admiring her own wedding band so close to his in such an intimate place. She decides that nothing makes her wetter than seeing him stroke himself while his wedding band glistens from her juices on his cock, or his hands gripping her hips while he pounds into her with force and his wedding band digs in her flesh. No matter how many years of them being married pass. She then bows her head to take his balls into her mouth and suck gently. His fingers fist her hair and she lets go of them and opens her mouth again waiting for his cum.
"Ahh, fuck!" His hot cum fill her mouth and she licks her lips appreciatively, winking at him and placing a gentle kiss on his thigh when he's finished.
He helps her on her feet and lifts her placing her on the counter. He brings her leg on his shoulder again and suck hard on the inside of her ankle making her moan. "El..." He kisses softly the inside of her thigh and her long fingers cup the back of his head urging him to where she wants his mouth the most.
Her dripping pussy.
He watches her, pink and swollen and strokes her with his knuckles. He smiles at her adoringly and closes the distance between them. His lips kiss her almost violently and when his thump starts rubbing her clit vigorously she moans into his mouth. He strokes her tongue with his and when he enters her dripping cunt with two fingers and her mouth falls open, he takes the opportunity and starts sucking on her tongue, tasting himself on it.
Her head falls back and the next thing she feels is his lips wrapped around her clit. She looks down at him. "Oh fuck, Elliot!"
His eyes meet hers and her back arches as she cums into his mouth.
He licks his lips and stands up, leaning over her. She drops her leg from his shoulder after he presses another kiss on the inside of her ankle.
"Good Morning," he says kissing her softly and tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Good Morning!" She smiles tracing his bottom lip with her thumb.
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