Forbidden Love with the Marine(16)

Once they were both naked, he swung her into his arms again and draped her over the nicely made bed. Desire of the most primal kind rushed through her and she was a mass of shivers when he took hold of her knees and pushed them far apart, exposing her sex to his hungry gaze.

But then she felt a sudden burst of shyness as Ivan pushed his shoulders into the space between her spread thighs. Instinctively, her hand fell on her smooth-shaven * mound. She found herself warm and drenched straight through, which made her close her eyes with a shamed quiver. He’d practically ignored her for weeks and now with just a kiss, he’d melted down her defenses.

When would she stop being such a fool?

She felt the brush of his lips against her shielding hand. His tongue snaked in through the gaps of her fingers, making her whimper as she forced her eyelids open. His head was bent close to her sex, his eyes shut while he kissed gently on her knuckles, before slipping his mouth around one fingertip and sucking softly. Olivia gasped with pleasure at the erotic sensations he evoked with his tongue rolling round her finger, his mouth warm and moist. The knowledge that the wet heat of that mouth and tongue was so close to her * made arousal prickle through her every nerve ending.

“Ivan...,” Olivia said on a moan, unsure if she was about to stop him or urge him on.

But he didn’t respond, except to open his eyes and pull aside her fingers, revealing her swollen labia. Olivia almost couldn’t breathe as she watched him feather over the folds of her * with his fingertips. When he brushed his thumb over the hood that barely concealed her hardening clit, Olivia bucked as volt of electricity zipped from her center to all parts of her body.

She couldn’t describe how it felt to have him touch her so intimately, like no man had ever come close to doing. He didn’t tear his eyes away from her wet, throbbing * which he began to stroke with an expertly tender and patient touch.

“Tonight we’re going to go slow...really slow,” Ivan told her softly, at last looking up into Olivia’s dazed face, her features feeling almost slack with bliss. Olivia’s heart lurched with even more emotion when he added, “Because I want this to be engraved in my memory, keeping me warm every second I’m gone from you.”

Oh, Ivan...

Every inch of Olivia’s body dissolved with the look in his eyes. Even though he may never say it out loud, she knew then that he loved her. Probably as much as she loved him. Not keeping her deepest emotions hidden any longer, Olivia held his gaze with as much intensity.


And then he smiled “You look so sexy when you’re turned on, little dove. Innocent, yet passionate. You blow my mind, baby...and now, I’m going to blow yours.”

Lord, yes, thought Olivia, just as she felt Ivan mouth descending on her *. Just as he promised, he took his time. Ran his tongue from side to side and then up and down her slit, before sucking at her aching clitoris. Olivia couldn’t seem to stop moaning especially when his fingers also slid along the perimeter of her folds before finally piercing into her slippery entrance.

Ivan f*cked her gently with two fingers while he kept teasing her clit with his lips and tongue. Olivia’s fingers dug into the short clumps on his hair and held tight, hearing him groan with pleasure at her forceful grip. She held him close to her quivering sex knowing full well he wasn’t planning on retreating any time soon. Olivia only hoped she’d be able to withstand the indescribable delight she was experiencing with his skilled fingers prodding her deep and catching her g-spot with each thrust. On and on he pleasured her, his tongue continuously dancing over her power button while he shafted her deep with his wedged fingers.

“Oh...dear heaven...Ivan,” Olivia let out breathlessly, her hips pumping into his face.

He groaned, licking delicately on her labia and then back across that little hard nugget of pleasure. Mewling deep in her throat, she couldn’t seem capable of warning him though she knew she should; knew she had to find a way to let him know she was all about to implode from ecstasy brought on by his sensual expertise.

But then she realized there was no need; Ivan had the most unerring instinct when it came to her bodily reactions. He seemed to know that the grinding of her hips against his face spelt impending eruption. Slipping his fingers out from her *, he gave her smoldering clit one last lave before drawing back. Olivia moaned again.

Ivan chuckled softly. “Roll over, baby. On your hands and knees.” His voice was a raspy command.

Good heavens, what? He actually expected her to move? By now Olivia’s body felt like melted wax; she was almost limp with pleasure and his authoritative words made her even wetter between the thighs. Shuddering in anticipation, she did as he instructed, her head so full of thoughts of what he could do to her in that position.

For a few moments nothing happened, so Olivia glanced over her shoulder curiously. Only to find him gazing with awed lust at her, his lips parted as rough, shallow breaths rushed through his chest. “Fuck, Olivia. You’re a living, breathing wet dream. I need to put my face deep in that sexy looking ass right now,” he growled with a feral grunt.

Olivia was shaking so much her hands could barely hold her up. Ivan knew just what to say to send the juices dripping faster down her inner thighs. She knew he’d said he would, but she was still shocked when she felt him nuzzle his face in between her ass cheeks and begin to suck on her *.

Arms finally giving way, Olivia slumped face-first into the pillows, her ass held up as he lavished the rim of her crack. Nothing had ever felt so sinfully erotic. His huge palms flattened on her ass cheeks, drawing them wide apart so he could flick the tip of his wet, wicked tongue over and inside her oh-so-sensitive nether hole.