Olivia’s Ride(7)

When Olivia turned around and caught me struggling, she laughed and pushed against my stomach. “Let’s get dinner going.” It was a form of distraction, I knew it, but I also knew I would be feeling the after-effects of stopping our activities for hours to come. Going slow with Olivia was going to be damn painful, but something told me that in the end, it would be completely worth the torturous moments.

She deserved everything and I wanted to give it to her, including getting to know one another without sex clouding our judgements.





Chapter Nine





Olivia



“Are you going to tell us why you’ve been all smiles for the last couple weeks?” I looked up to see the curious faces of Courtney and Gina.

We were sitting out on the lawn of the Academic Center, our books spread out between us as we crammed for our exam in an hour. I had zoned off, thinking of the look on my roommate Jeanette’s face when she caught Keeton and me making out on my bed last night. Her eyes bugged out of her head as she stood in the open doorway.

Keeton actually looked over his shoulder and told her that my bed was now off limits for her and her hairy hookups. I buried my face in his chest laughing as she slammed the door and left.

“Don’t say ‘nothing,’ either,” Gina added. “Because we’ve noticed a change in you. Not like you were cranky or something before; you’re just different lately.”

My phone lit up with an incoming call and Courtney’s eyes shifted toward my phone.

“Something tells me that—” she arched her head to read my screen, “—Keeton is responsible for the change in Liv.”

I grabbed my phone and swiped the screen without answering her. “Hey you,” I said looking down at my lap instead of at the curious eyes of my friends.

“You look damn good in red, sweetheart,” he whispered in a husky tone.

I could almost instantly feel my cheeks redden.

“Where are you?” I asked.

“Look to your left.”

I did and picked him out of the crowd of students immediately. His tall, broad frame made me feel all warm and jittery inside. Jeans hugged his legs in all the right places, and his t-shirt showed off his broad chest perfectly.

He was so handsome and I knew he knew it too, but didn’t focus on it like most guys on campus did. His was confident without the arrogance most guys around here had.

“I’d say that man is the subject of her happiness, for sure,” Courtney added, as I lowered my phone and Keeton finally reached us. Wasting no time, he knelt beside me and smiled.

“Hey beautiful,” he whispered, just before leaning in and placing his lips to mine.

For a moment I forgot we weren’t alone. Gina’s laughter woke me from my Keeton bubble and I turned my head to find both she and Courtney staring at us with huge smiles on their faces.

“Ladies,” Keeton nodded his head in greeting as he held his hand toward Courtney first, followed by Gina, offering them both a gentle shake. “I’m Keeton, Liv’s boyfriend.”

Hearing him say it felt final, even though I had already known we were exclusive. I guess we just never placed a label on it until that moment.

I hooked the side of his jeans and tugged him closer. He positioned himself behind me, placing one leg on each side of me as I leaned back against him. A few girls I had known from classes I took last semester passed, eyeing us curiously. Their eyes roamed over Keeton appreciatively, giving me a sense of possessiveness.

We spent the next forty minutes snuggled there as if it was something we had been doing for months. On occasion, Keeton would whisper something sweet or sometimes dirty against my ear. Gentle kisses were shared and when it was time for me to get to class, I almost said “hell with it” and stayed just where I was.

Keeton said bye to Gina and Courtney before turning his full attention to me. Taking me in his arms he held me close to his chest and kissed me.

“Come stay with me tonight,” he whispered.

Of all the times I’d been to his place, I had never stayed overnight. Even though I wanted to, it was just a step we had not yet taken. We had decided weeks ago to move slow. It was hard at times but I was glad we did. It truly gave us time to get to know one another and just have fun without the pressures of sex.

Tonight that was about to change though, and nothing about that fact made me nervous. It was extreme excitement that I felt.

“Okay,” I replied as I arched my neck and kissed him once more. “But there’s no more holding back.” He squinted his eyes and I placed my finger over his lips before he could argue with me. “Whatever happens, happens. You’ve more than proved that you want more than sex. I trust you, and I just don’t want rules between us. I just want the freedom to feel like if this goes further, it’s because we both care about each other enough to take that step. I don’t want to think about it, I just want to feel.”

When he nodded in agreement, I removed my finger and stepped back. “I’ll see you around 6:00.”

“Okay,” he said in response and watched me walk away.

“Wow,” Gina whispered.

“Yeah, wow,” Courtney agreed.

I smiled, because I knew exactly to whom they were referring. Keeton was pretty amazing.

During class it was almost impossible to focus on anything other than my impending night with Keeton. I had a feeling tonight would be a turning point in our relationship.



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His mouth moved over my stomach as he slowly lifted my shirt higher, exposing my pink bra. I pulled it the rest of the way up and over my head as I tossed it to the floor beside the bed.

His tongue licked along my stomach as he cupped my breasts through the lace, kneading them gently.

“You drive me crazy,” he confessed as he placed a kiss against the swell of my breast. “My control is slipping fast, Liv.”

“Don’t think about it,” I told him. “Just feel.”

My entire body felt like it was on fire. Each touch, each kiss, only heightened my need for more.

“Once we take this step, I can almost guarantee you won’t be able to keep me off you.” He covered my body with his, kissing along my jaw. A smile tugged at his lips with his confession.

“I’m okay with that,” I told him, making his smile grow even wider.

I parted my legs and welcomed his hips to settle between my thighs, instantly feeling as if he had always belonged in that very spot. This man was mine.

We started out in the living room watching a movie and left a trail of clothing on the way to his room when things heated up. Now, very little separated us from taking that final turn. I couldn’t have been more ready.

With the impressive hardness now pressed between my legs, I had to say he was ready too. With the smallest flex of his hips, his cock pressed against me and I moaned at the friction it caused.

“I want you so fucking bad,” he said and he pushed harder against my center.

“I want you too.” I was sure there had never been a moment in my life when I had wanted something more.

I reached between our bodies and unclasped my bra in the center as I moved one arm out of the strap, then the other. I watched as Keeton’s eyes glazed over as he took in my breasts, licking his lower lip.

Within seconds he lowered his mouth and flipped his tongue over my left nipple before sucking it between his lips, teasing it slowly.

My back arched as I pressed closer and he sucked harder, placing his hand over my right breast. I could feel myself growing wetter as he continued to move his hips just enough to drive me insane.

The moment he began moving lower, hooking the sides of my panties along the way, my heart raced. It was the first time I had ever been completely naked with him.

His gaze roamed over me as he ran his hands along my thighs appreciatively. “You are so perfect,” he whispered.

When his stare focused on the apex of my thighs, I parted my legs even further to give him a better view and his tongue instantly began to wet his lips.

Keeton lowered his body before me, hooking one leg over his shoulder and I braced myself for the feel of his tongue against me. I had never experienced a man going down on me, but something told me that whatever Keeton did to me would be exquisite.

With the first touch of his lips against me, I bucked my hips. He sucked gently, making me squeal in pleasure.

He feasted on me, and no matter how much I moved he continued to eat at me. It was the most amazing torture. My moans filled the room as he continued to drive me insane with his tongue and hands.

I could feel him everywhere and my head was spinning. My lower body tensed and I gripped his shoulders just as he pushed his finger inside me.

“Oh my god, yes,” I moaned, so loud I was sure his neighbors heard me. And as if he knew just how close I was, he began sucking on my clit as he curled his finger inside me, and my toes curled into his sides.

Squeezing my eyes tight, I exploded around his finger and bucked against him, begging for more.

I decided right then and there, in that moment, that having Keeton between my thighs was the best fucking thing I had ever felt in my life.

When he sat up and began lowering his boxers I looked down at his cock in awe. The need to have him inside me was overwhelming.

His hands shook as he tore open a wrapper and began rolling a condom on.

Before he positioned himself between my legs he pressed a finger inside of me one last time and lifted it to his mouth, sucking off my essence.