Peter is right there on her, immediately taking what she offers so willingly.
Her thighs were possessively wrapped around his bare, muscled hips as he surges into her again, his tongue and teeth nipping at her neck.
Her skin is slick from the slow, taunting friction of their lovemaking, from the sheer want that almost paralyzes her.
She's waiting with baited breath for every merciful touch of his fingers, his mouth, his muscles scraping against her. He's thick and hard, and he's deep, deep inside of her.
The weight of his body, the hard plains of his chest brushing against her nipples, the way he moves, groans, all of it makes her ache with want.
He started to increase the rhythm and she moaned, bucking up against him out of desperate need. He growled with pleasure in response and pushed into her again, deeper.
She tightened her thighs around his hips and moved her hands up and down his back, that was damp with perspiration.
His muscles flexed beneath her palms as he worked his body into hers, rolling his hips as he grinded into her.
The room was surrounded by the sound of the slick friction between their hips meeting.
The feeling of Peter's powerful body rippling with arousal and movement on top of her makes her moan. She was embarrassingly slick for him.
Her thighs fell open for him, she was writhing in pleasure as she closed her eyes, feeling the hard brush of his chest against her sensitized nipples.
His mouth fell to her shoulder. His thrusts were tortuously slow, as if he is trying to torture her.
Peter was sucking the skin of her neck, his heated kisses trailed along her jawbone until his mouth lands back on hers.
He was kissing her hard as he rocked his body faster into her.
Olivia's hands slided across his skin, until his ass fills her palms and she melted beneath him.
His tongue slided into her mouth, wrestling hers.
She hangs onto him moaning as he was pounding into her, harder and faster. The bed rocked with them and her back is slipping along the sheets beneath her.
Olivia braced herself to the slick skin of his back as she felt him reach that spot.
The head of his cock was pushing so deep inside making her scream.
She was screaming as her walls began to contract and spam around his shaft.
Her eyes were closed when she felt her release, hot and wet, coating his cock.
Her clit was throbbing while she rocked her hips against his.
"Fuck!" Peter yelled as he felt her come hard, her muscles trembling and quivering around him, trapping his cock in her insides.
With a final, desperate push, Peter watched his cock slip into her wet core, her soft walls were squeezing every inch of his swollen shaft until he couldn't take it anymore and his dick jerked, once, twice, before his own orgasm took him, his hot semen coating her walls.
The sound of their rapids breaths filled the room and he groaned as her walls continued to contract, coaxing every last ounce of his pleasure from him.
"Fuck…that was" he breathed as he slipped out of her.
He snaked one arm around her waist as she pressed her lips against his.
"Mmm amazing" she murmured softly hugging him. "We'll definitely have to do that again someday"
He smiled kissing her again.