Forbidden Love with the Marine(25)

“Fuck, Olivia!” Ivan rasped, his hands grabbing both sides of her head as his hips jerked involuntarily. Olivia couldn’t tear her eyes from his expressive face. He looked so gorgeous when he was aroused – and then she remembered he’d said exactly the same kind of thing to her.

Pouting sexily, she told him, “This is for all the times you drove me crazy, hot shot. I hope I can give you as much pleasure as you’ve given me.”

“That wouldn’t be too difficult to achieve, trust me,” he replied, his head falling back for a moment when Olivia covered his cock with her mouth and started to suck on him. Her head bobbed up and down the first few inches and just reveled in the sensation of his hot, manly flesh in her mouth. Like satin-sheathed steel, his cock was granite hard in her mouth and growing thicker. He tasted divine and she couldn’t wait to pour all her love over this beautiful cock.


It was her first ever blowjob but that would be hard to tell judging by the way she made him jerk and groan. Unrestrained, Olivia drooled and slurped all around his cock, getting him all nice and wet with her tongue swirling the head within. All of a sudden, Ivan seemed to finally lose it as he fisted locks of her hair and was soon yanking her up and down at his own pace. This drove her wild and she moaned and moaned, loving the way he f*cked her mouth with reckless pleasure.

Try as she could, it was impossible to fit all of him in her mouth. But instinct showed her how to relax her throat muscles to take him in as much of him as possible. The feeling of him stretching her lips and making them ache was amazing. She could hear his quickened breathing, feel the urgency pulsing in the veins pounding against her inner jaws. Was he close?

She wanted him to explode in her mouth. In a way, she felt like it would show him how invested she was in their relationship. How willing she was to share every sweet experience with him.

His hands in her hair were trying to draw her away but she wouldn’t budge, working her throat more energetically as well as her tongue which danced around his girth wickedly.

“Olivia...baby – you’re going to make me...oh f*ck!” Ivan groaned carnally, and stopped trying to pull her off him but instead held her head still as his pulsating cock came in her mouth.

There was so much of it, it was incredible. Olivia tried to swallow every bead of hot, salty cum but some spilled from the sides of her mouth. Hungrily, she swallowed down the load inside her mouth before lapping at every spilled drop around his cock and her hand which circled it. It was only when she’d cleaned it all up that she lovingly kissed the red, swollen crown and popped her mouth away.

She rubbed her fingers sensually over her lips as she caught his amazed, awed stare, his chest heaving. At last, he grinned devilish as he smoothed down her hair with a loving touch. “Oh baby, tonight is going to be so much fun.”





Chapter Twenty


The night was fun – and magical, and passionate. Swept up in his arms, Olivia let him carry her into the bedroom. Her * throbbed at the sight of that bed upon which she’d first given the gift of her innocence to Ivan. He undressed her very, very slowly as they stood beside the neatly made bed. And then, knowing how she loved to feel his naked skin against hers, Ivan undressed as well.

Olivia gazed with pride and possessiveness at his beautiful body. His every muscle rippled with golden vitality. There wasn’t a pinch of fat anywhere and he was totally hairless except for the tuft of dark curls at the base of his cock. Staring at that magnificent member, Olivia had to lick on her lips, still recalling the biting flavor of his delicious cum slipping down her throat earlier.

“You’re so amazing, Ivan,” she breathed, standing there in front of him. His eyes blazed at her artless, worshipful words. “I can’t believe your all mine.”

“Thank you,” he said softly, coming to hold her bare shoulders and squeezing hard. “I love your body too. Every dip, every curve. Even pink, tantalizing fold. Nobody had better try to lay a finger on even an inch of this beautiful frame...because then I’d have to break every bone they have – and then I’ll kill them.”

Olivia chuckled under her breath, until she saw his eyes and sobered, realizing he might not be kidding. She quickly lifted her hands to cup the sides of his close-shaven head.

“I missed you. I love you. I want to make love to you every day from now on.” The words jumbled out, and Olivia knew why. They were just a few of the words she’d dreamed of saying to him all the while he was gone and she was afraid to lose him.

As if understanding and reading her mind, Ivan smiled. “I love you too, little dove. So much. I want to tell you this every day. I also want to be able to touch your body like this and feel your breasts spill into my palms like they were molded just for me. I never want to forget how you smell right now, of warm, fresh flowers from a moonlit garden.”

His lips plucked on hers, while he squeezed hard on the supple mounds he held in his hands. Olivia whimpered, pushing her softness to pillow against his hardness. There was a tremble in her inner thighs as the moisture gathered faster.

Olivia was glad when right then, he carried her once more in his arms and knee-walked to the middle of the king-sized bed upon which he placed her carefully.

And that night, he did bring out the stars as Amanda had predicted. Right there in that room – there beneath her closed lids as he quickly brought her to her first blinding orgasm of the night. His mouth on her skin; her breasts and then her * helped swell her enjoyment into a climax which had spewed forth like a volcanic eruption.