Page 41 of Always Been You

We get to the car and I open the passenger door for her, and she hops in. I take a quick look around and when I don’t see anyone; I lean in and place a kiss on her lips. “Hi,” I say with a smile before pulling back to a standing position.

“I really needed to do that,” I say.

“Me too,” she says with a huge grin.

“So what was that comment about beingsexually satisfied?” I ask. Her cheeks turn pink again and she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I just wanted to get under his skin. There hasn’t been anyone since Drew, just you.”

I lean down and whisper over her lips, “Good. I’m glad.” Closing the distance, I give her another quick kiss.

I go round the front of the car and hop into the driver’s side. Starting the car up, I reach over and place my hand on Olivia’s leg as I pull out of the parking spot and head home. This feels so natural, riding in the car and being able to touch her so freely. Now that I have this, it isn’t something I ever want to lose.

“It was nice to be at a game again. I didn’t realize how much I missed it until I got to do it again,” she says with a relaxed smile.

I give her leg a squeeze. “You’re welcome to come whenever you want. It was nice having you there again.” I forgot how nice it was to have Olivia at our games growing up, to know that we always had someone there cheering for us.

It’s later at night so the traffic is minimal, and we make it home at a reasonable time. Pulling into the garage, I pull into my parking space, and open Olivia’s door before heading to the back and grabbing my bag. She grabs my sticks again and we head into the elevator and up to the apartment. When we get home, she follows me into the gym where I drop my bag and open it up, hanging up my gear for it to air out and grab my towels to throw them in the wash.

“I forgot how stinky your guys’ gear got after you play,” Olivia says with a laugh.

“Yeah, it can get pretty bad.” I grab the fabric Febreze and spray my gear before turning on the fan system I hadinstalled in here. She leans the sticks against the wall before heading into the living room.

I meet her in the entryway where she has stopped. When I stop in front of her, she goes onto her tiptoes and wraps her arms around my neck. “I believe I promised you something for that goal you scored,” she whispers against my ear. I wrap my arms around her and grab her ass.

Her words and the feeling of her breath against my ear instantly have me hard. “I believe you did,” I say as I kiss along her neck. I grab her hand and pull away before placing a soft kiss on her lips and leading her into my bedroom. Turning, I face her and place both of my hands on either side of her face, looking her in the eyes.

“You know you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, right?” I ask her, needing her to know just how serious I am. I don’t want her to do anything out of a sense of obligation. She looks me straight in the eyes. “Josh, I feel unbelievably safe with you. I know you will never force me to do something I don’t want to do. I want to be with you. I want a relationship. I want sexual and emotional intimacy with you. I want it all,” she drops to her knees and a salacious grins spreads across her face, “and right now I want to get on my knees and have you fuck my mouth until your cum is dripping down my throat.”

God, having Olivia Carter on her knees right now is doing things to me. I don’t have the time or mental capacity to analyze it before she reaches up and hooks her fingers into the waistband of my joggers and boxer briefs and drags them down my legs slowly. Once they are around my ankles, I step out of them and kick them to the side. She is staring at me with wide eyes as she takes me in. “I guess there was merit to that nickname,” she whispers as she reaches up and wraps a hand around mylength. Her fingers cannot meet, and she leans forward and licks me from base to tip, flicking her tongue over the tip.

She repeats this and then leans further forward and sucks one of my balls into her mouth.

“Fuck,” I groan out, throwing my head back and gripping her hair in my hand. She releases it and looks up at me with a smile on her face before wrapping her lips around my tip. She takes me in while her hand assists her at my base. I want to be careful with her. I restrain my hips from bucking.

She reaches up with her free hand and grips my hand that’s in her hair and she pushes my hand further into her hair, giving me permission. I remember what she said as she dropped to her knees. She wants me to fuck her mouth.

I look down at her and run my thumb along her cheek before my hand returns to her hair and my grip tightens. She nods as much as she can with me in her mouth.

“Relax for me, babe,” I say, and she does.

Tightening my grip, my hips buck into her face, and I do just that. I fuck her mouth. I can feel my tip hit her throat as I continue my movements. Tears start at the corners of her eyes, and I wipe them away and begin to pull away, but Olivia’s free hand grabs my ass, her nails digging in, and holding me in place.

Her hand continues to work in tandem with her mouth as I move in and out of it. I can feel the tingle at the base of my spine. I work myself into her mouth faster, as Olivia twists her hand at my base and the hand that was on my ass leaves and plays with my balls. I’m seconds away from coming. The heat in my body is building and I can feel my balls heavy and drawing up closer to my body.

“I’m going to come, Olivia,” I say, and she moans around me. I can feel the vibration all the way through me. That doesit. It sends me over the edge and I’m releasing myself in her mouth. She continues to work me, drawing out my orgasm as much as she can.

When I’m done, she sits back on her heels, smiling up at me. She drags her thumb across her bottom lip as she picks up a stray drop of cum and licks it off. I’m currently standing in my bedroom with a t-shirt on and nothing below the waist while she kneels completely clothed in front of me after giving me a mind-blowing orgasm, and probably the best blow job I’ve ever received. I’m in complete and utter awe as I look at her. I never thought that I’d be in this situation, yet here I am. I plan to enjoy every moment of it.

I smile down at her as I hook my hands under her arms and help her stand. I kiss her intensely, licking the seam of her mouth and coaxing her to open for me. Her tongue meets mine when she opens, and I can taste myself on her as we deepen the kiss.

I moan into her mouth and tightly grip her hair, angling her mouth so that I can completely devour her. She moans as my grip tightens.

She reaches forward and grabs my shirt, pushing it up. I reach behind me and grip the neck of my shirt, breaking the kiss just long enough to remove my shirt, tossing it to the side.

“I can’t be the only one naked,” I say against her lips. I reach forward and grab the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head before kissing her again.

I walk her toward my bed and when her legs hit the edge; I help her down gently, following her down.

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