Ella:
I wanted him to keep repeating these words like he was chanting a mantra to ease me. I felt so overwhelmed by his gestures that I started feeling my eyes getting heavy with happy tears.
I never felt too emotional or I would say too loved by someone.
Oliver got to his feet, lifted me up, and then walked to the bed as I wrapped my legs around his waist, still kissing him back deeply. He dropped me on the bed and then stepped out of his pants before crashing on top of me.
He took my top off and not a second that passed between then and his tongue found my erected ni**les.
He tongued my ni**les and I felt every inch of my body vibrate, waves of heat and pleasure moving towards the same spot, the one Oliver was pressing with his hips.
He sat up and yanked the rest of my clothes off, he then positioned his head between my legs. My back arched when his tongue started to explore the fold of my pu**y. He licked, sucked, and nibbled until my soft purring became a loud wailing.
“Oliver, Ahh.” I screamed his name in pleasure and bucked my hips against his face. I tugged the sheets above my head as my life depended on it.
His tongue penetrated me repeatedly and my head spun as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I cried out loudly and gave in to my climax. I came all over his face and he then raised his head up to me while licking his lips seductively and giving me a winning smirk.
“We are not finished, yet.” He said and I rolled my eyes and then reached for a pillow to hit him, he pushed it aside and then came to kiss me. I could taste my juices on his tongue and devoured the kiss.
He then pushed me down as he held my knees and inserted his length inside me. I laid completely relaxed watching him move his hips back and forth, I bit my lips because of the sensation of his length getting deeper inside me.
My body heated up, tensing everywhere as Oliver started thrusting faster and harder. We both found our release together, he grunted in my neck as I bit his shoulder hard. We held each other tightly and then after a moment, his body collapsed on me exhausted as I held him in my arms.
I kissed his forehead and stroked his hair and his back as we slowly caught our breaths. “Ella, you’re only mine.” He breathed before dozing into a deep slumber while holding me tightly like he was afraid to let me go.
…
The next few days, Oliver treated me so gently that I started feeling like a precious gem in his life. I was overwhelmed, blessed, and everything I could say to describe my happy days with Oliver. No one is blackmailing us, no fear of being caught.
We both stayed like a couple who were madly in love with each other and couldn’t take their hands off. Every weekend we would watch a movie together. We barely interact with our old friends, it feels like we are getting used to each other and not wanting anyone else to intrude in our lives.
The death of James and Barner still shocked me and scared me out of my wits, but thankfully Oliver has helped me to overcome the fear.
My exams have started and as I have missed a lot of time spent at home, I am far away from my syllabus to get complete but Oliver, as expected, is helping me. He is trying his best to help me in my studies and me too trying to focus on my books instead of his semi-hard boner.
He distracts me a lot of the time just the way I distract him. I grinned at this thought just to hear a scolding.
“Stop imagining things and focus on your study,” Oliver said as he placed a glass of warm milk in front of me and I made a disgusting face. “No…”
These days I couldn’t eat or drink anything, I have been throwing up too much and also felt too tired. Oliver thinks that I am being overdramatic and pretending these things just to escape from the exams but hell no there is clearly something wrong with my body.
I even felt like bloating when I looked at myself in the mirror the other day. “Finish this, it will give you a good sleep.” He ordered and I rolled my eyes unhappily.
“No way,” I said disapprovingly as I pulled my book up to my face so that Oliver could leave me alone but no, he stayed in the room, and then I finally sighed giving up to him.
“Fine, I will drink. Now get out.” I snapped at him, since my exams have started me and Oliver have decided to sleep in separate bedrooms and we don’t even have sex in a while. Although, we kissed a lot but it didn’t go further than just kissing.
And also the way I am throwing up, I too felt scared what If I made him embarrassed by doing something stupid while we were lost in each other with deep pleasure. So currently, it seems like the best idea to stay away from each other and by the time exams would be over, I wished I would get better.
I finished the milk and placed it on the table. I don’t know how Oliver always comes to know if I have drained the milk or drank it myself. This riddle still needs to be discovered by me in time, hopefully.