Chapter 439: Two Days-3

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Unable to take it, Olivia grabbed Peter's hand and pulled him toward the bed. She threw herself in the center and reached up to pull him on top of her. Peter could tell that she was angry, but he was not done yet. He would not touch her until she was begging him to take her and after that he did not plan to stop. That was what Peter had planned but Olivia removed her own underwear and forced his hand between her legs, grinding on his fingers while her lips crashed heavily against his.

"Be patient," Peter warned, because he had never been with a virgin before, he did not know what to expect, but he wanted to ensure that anything he did to the woman was pleasurable. To him, that meant building Olivia up a point where even a small flick from him would have her crashing into an orgasm.

"I have been very patient," Olivia said. Peter had removed his hand, and the woman began grinding herself against his leg. He could tell she was close, but he did not want her to experience a release.

"Not yet," he said. Peter reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small shiny packet that Olivia knew was a condom. Her anticipation began to build, and her body started to quiver with excitement. "Are you cold?" Peter asked, trailing his fingers from the valley between her breast to her navel.

Olivia's body was exquisite. Her skin was silky smooth and although her curves were modest, they were perfect to him. Peter landed a kiss on Olivia's stomach and she flinched, allowing a breathy moan to escape her lips. Having never been touched in the ways he was touching her, everything was sensitive, and it was all amazing.

Peter kept kissing Olivia until his face hovered above her most sensitive area. She tried to close her legs but he draped them over his shoulders leaving her unable to clench her them together. The moment his tongue collided with her body; Olivia screamed. She was begging him to stop, not because he was hurting her but because it was too much.

Olivia's body began to spasm and twist in pleasure and when her breathing became so labored that it was obvious she was on the verge of a climax, Peter pulled away. Olivia sprang up, attacking the man's lips, pulling his body on top of hers, begging him to take her. She was whining and moving the lower half of her body up to meet his, as if she was desperate for his touch.

Peter rubbed the tip of his manhood on Olivia's swollen and soaked core, wanting to get her close again before he pulled away to put on the condom. Her body writhed in pleasure as she drew nearer to her end. Peter was enjoying watching Olivia's face contort in pleasure. It was even more beautiful to him, knowing that he was the first man seeing her so desperate, and that he had the power to make such a strong woman fold, but Peter was wrong.

Olivia had long ago realized what Peter was doing, she may not have had sex with anyone, but her phone was not broken, and she knew the man was teasing her. She drew her breathing in and stared directly into Peter's eyes watching him watch her. The man did not blink as he drew circles on her swollen nub with his erection.

Peter did not know what it was about Olivia, but he felt close to his end just from looking at her. She bit at her lower lip to stifle her moans and Peter pressed himself onto her a little harder, wanting to force the sounds out of her, but Olivia had had enough. She grabbed at his shaft and guided it to the entrance of her body and Peter, feeling the warm and wet area throb in anticipation pushed himself inside. Olivia's head flew back as a mixture of pleasure and pain tore through her body.

"Sh!t," Peter hissed into Olivia's ear. He had never experienced a woman without protection, and now that he had a small taste, he did not know if he could ever go back. "Are you okay?" he finally asked, seeing that Olivia's chest was rising and falling rapidly, and her face wore an expression of discomfort.

When Olivia's breathing finally settled, and the pain of having something foreign inside of her body passed, she looked up at Peter, wondering if that was why he was taking his time to enter her. She could only nod her head in response to his worried questions because she felt a surge of emotion threatening to spill over, and she was scared it would ruin the moment.

Peter started to move his body into Olivia's. He had planned to wait a full day before touching her, but Olivia had won the evening with just her eyes. She whimpered into the crook of his neck and he made sure to pay close attention to whether the sounds were of pleasure or pain. She was so incredibly tight that despite having orgasmed not more than a half hour before, Peter was already feeling his second release building up.

Olivia felt a tingling sensation all over her body as Peter moved his pelvis into hers at a painfully slow pace. She wanted him to speed up, but she did not know if she could take a rapid increase in tempo. Fortunately, she did not have to tell Peter what she wanted. He could somehow sense it, and he pumped faster inside of her, only slowing down when he heard her wince one time too many.

Peter did not know how he held on, but he managed to hold himself until Olivia's back was arched in pleasure. He had not hoped to bring her to an orgasm her first time, but she was so aroused that even him kissing her neck had her screaming out in bliss. It felt good to have her call his name, and, wanting her to feel the same level of satisfaction, Peter called her name back.

Their erotic sounds filled the room until Olivia shook and screamed so loudly that Peter knew his neighbors would hear her. That did not bother him though, instead it lit a fire within him, and he pounded into her dripping core until he could take no more. Peter pulled out of Olivia and freed himself all over her flat and smooth abdomen.

Still coming down from the high they had just ridden, Peter and Olivia heavily panted in silence on opposite ends of the bed. Peter could tell that Olivia was completely exhausted, and so was he, but he gathered the strength to get a towel. The woman's body was so sensitive that she shivered when he cleaned her up, and when he was done, he collapsed in the bed next to her, pulling her into his chest as he did.

Peter landed a trail of kisses onto the back of Olivia's neck, loving the fact that everything he did right now sent chills down her spine. He could not believe that everything he had heard about the woman was a lie, and he kicked himself for not finding out sooner. He could not help but to think of how long he could have been enjoying her body if he had not allowed the words of others to poison his mind.

"Beautiful," Peter whispered into Olivia's ear. He could not find anything else more fitting to say because that was the only word to describe what they had done, and the woman he was with. He peeked at her face and saw that she had drifted into sleep. He placed a final kiss on her cheek before he closed his own eyes. Peter did not know what he felt, but he was going to hold onto it for as long as possible.