A Beautiful Mess
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Alexander swiftly lowered her yoga pants, helping Olivia step out of them, holding her steady at her hips. He pressed against her and she could feel his erection.
“Kneel, Olivia,” he ordered.
Olivia lowered herself onto the ground, Alexander helping her maintain her balance. She knelt on the hardwood floor.
“Don't sit back on your heels,” Alexander commanded. “That won't work for what I need from you right now.”
Her heart raced madly in her chest. She raised herself tall on her knees.
“Open your mouth,” Alexander said quietly. Olivia could feel him right in front of her. She immediately obeyed. Alexander slowly slipped his arousal into her wet mouth, pushing in and out in a slow rhythm, the sensation of Olivia's tongue on his most sensitive part overwhelming his entire being.
Alexander pressed his hand against the back of Olivia’s neck, holding her head in place, thrusting into her mouth. Olivia met his motion, licking and dragging her tongue across his length, moaning every so often because she knew that he liked that. And this was all about convincing Alexander that she wasn’t going to leave. So she gave him exactly what he wanted. She felt him harden and knew it was only a matter of time before he lost it. She gently barred her teeth.
“Fuck, Olivia,” Alexander exhaled, pumping into her mouth even harder before pulling out. She frowned from the loss of contact. She was actually enjoying being able to please him like that.
“Ask me, Olivia,” he demanded.
The room remained silent as Olivia tried to gather her thoughts. Alexander reached down and grabbed her ponytail, tilting her head back roughly.
“I said, ask me, Olivia,” he growled. “Beg me. Olivia. Beg me to come in your throat.”
Fuck, Olivia thought to herself. She loved it when he told her what to do. How could she possibly even think of leaving him when he was like this? His words set her entire body on fire.
“Please, Mr. Burnham,” she said sweetly. “Please come in my mouth.”
Alexander moaned at her soft voice begging him. It's what he needed at that moment. It's what he always needed. That way he felt in control of a situation that he knew he was losing all control over.
He rubbed his erection against Olivia's lips, commanding her to open her mouth wider. She did so and he pumped mercilessly, finding his release in seconds and exploding into her throat. There was nothing like coming inside Olivia, but coming in her mouth was a close second.
When the last of the aftershocks ceased, he withdrew from her mouth and helped Olivia to her feet, crushing his lips against hers, his tongue exploring the place his arousal had just been, tasting himself in her mouth. It made him harden again. He led Olivia, blindfolded and bound, over to the bed. He swiftly readjusted her restraints over her head and helped her lay down.
Alexander looked down at Olivia, her breathing becoming erratic. Her body was on fire with excitement. She could feel Alexander's eyes searing down into her body. She felt like she was going to come from the anticipation alone.
Her mind raced, desperately needing some sort of release. She felt Alexander hover over her body. He planted rough kisses against her neck, his tongue trailing down her chest. He bit down on her nipple, causing her to scream out from a combination of pleasure and pain.
“You like that, Olivia?” he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.
Olivia simply nodded, unable to form a sentence from the unique sensations running through her core.
“Tell me you like it, Olivia. Say the words. Tell me I'm the only one who can set your body on fire like this.” He continued torturing her with his tongue, tracing circles around her nipple, sucking and biting gently. Her body shook from the amazing feeling of absolute ecstasy. His words rang through her brain. And she knew this was his way of reminding her how much she needed him. She knew he was the only one who could make her feel like that. But it didn't change anything. Still, she said the words he so desperately needed to hear. It was the only way.
“Yes, Mr. Burnham. It's you. You're the only one who makes me feel this way,” she exhaled.
He could tell Olivia was on edge and about to go over. It was working. He was regaining his control. He could feel it. He pressed his lips against Olivia's, softly at first before deepening the kiss into an impassioned exchange.
She moaned, Alexander's tongue invading her mouth and sending sparks throughout her entire being. She needed some sort of release. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she began thrusting her hips against him, hoping he would get the hint.
“Oh, no, Olivia. I don't think so. I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready and not a moment sooner.” He looked down at the girl laying on his bed, ready to fall apart at any minute. And he knew he had her right where he wanted her. Where he needed her. He lowered his mouth to her neck, nipping gently as he made his way down the rest of her body, sucking and biting as he went.
Alexander positioned his mouth between her legs and Olivia could feel his hot breath on her. “Mmmmm… You're so wet for me,” he said.
“Fuck…” Olivia exhaled. She didn't know how much more she could take. She was ready to agree to anything if he would just make her come.
“Ask me, Olivia,” he said.
She knew what he wanted and she was happy she could give it to him. For a moment, all thoughts of running quickly disappeared. She was living in the moment of complete and utter ecstasy. Nothing mattered at that point. Not her past. Not her dreams. Not the memories threatening to come forward at any minute. No. The only thing that mattered was Alexander and making him happy.
“Please, Mr. Burnham. Lick me…”
Her breathing became heavy, her flesh on fire from the proximity of Alexander's mouth to the most sensitive part of her body.
“Lick you where, Olivia?” he asked. “I need you to tell me where.”
“You know where,” Olivia responded, a grin on her face.
Alexander's heart warmed. For the first time since the previous day, she looked like her old self. There was a smile on her face. He wanted that smile to stay. He slowly lowered his mouth back between Olivia's legs and softly licked her clit.
“Fuck!” Olivia breathed out, the simple act of his tongue on her sex about to make her unhinged. Her nerves stood on end and she knew she was on the brink of falling over the edge with Alexander. And the thought didn't scare her at that moment. Because she knew he was the type of person to catch her, no matter what.
“Come on, Olivia. Don't fight this,” he breathed between licks. “You know you need this. Now give me your pleasure.” He returned his tongue to her clit and slid two fingers inside her.
“Kneel, Olivia,” he ordered.
Olivia lowered herself onto the ground, Alexander helping her maintain her balance. She knelt on the hardwood floor.
“Don't sit back on your heels,” Alexander commanded. “That won't work for what I need from you right now.”
Her heart raced madly in her chest. She raised herself tall on her knees.
“Open your mouth,” Alexander said quietly. Olivia could feel him right in front of her. She immediately obeyed. Alexander slowly slipped his arousal into her wet mouth, pushing in and out in a slow rhythm, the sensation of Olivia's tongue on his most sensitive part overwhelming his entire being.
Alexander pressed his hand against the back of Olivia’s neck, holding her head in place, thrusting into her mouth. Olivia met his motion, licking and dragging her tongue across his length, moaning every so often because she knew that he liked that. And this was all about convincing Alexander that she wasn’t going to leave. So she gave him exactly what he wanted. She felt him harden and knew it was only a matter of time before he lost it. She gently barred her teeth.
“Fuck, Olivia,” Alexander exhaled, pumping into her mouth even harder before pulling out. She frowned from the loss of contact. She was actually enjoying being able to please him like that.
“Ask me, Olivia,” he demanded.
The room remained silent as Olivia tried to gather her thoughts. Alexander reached down and grabbed her ponytail, tilting her head back roughly.
“I said, ask me, Olivia,” he growled. “Beg me. Olivia. Beg me to come in your throat.”
Fuck, Olivia thought to herself. She loved it when he told her what to do. How could she possibly even think of leaving him when he was like this? His words set her entire body on fire.
“Please, Mr. Burnham,” she said sweetly. “Please come in my mouth.”
Alexander moaned at her soft voice begging him. It's what he needed at that moment. It's what he always needed. That way he felt in control of a situation that he knew he was losing all control over.
He rubbed his erection against Olivia's lips, commanding her to open her mouth wider. She did so and he pumped mercilessly, finding his release in seconds and exploding into her throat. There was nothing like coming inside Olivia, but coming in her mouth was a close second.
When the last of the aftershocks ceased, he withdrew from her mouth and helped Olivia to her feet, crushing his lips against hers, his tongue exploring the place his arousal had just been, tasting himself in her mouth. It made him harden again. He led Olivia, blindfolded and bound, over to the bed. He swiftly readjusted her restraints over her head and helped her lay down.
Alexander looked down at Olivia, her breathing becoming erratic. Her body was on fire with excitement. She could feel Alexander's eyes searing down into her body. She felt like she was going to come from the anticipation alone.
Her mind raced, desperately needing some sort of release. She felt Alexander hover over her body. He planted rough kisses against her neck, his tongue trailing down her chest. He bit down on her nipple, causing her to scream out from a combination of pleasure and pain.
“You like that, Olivia?” he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.
Olivia simply nodded, unable to form a sentence from the unique sensations running through her core.
“Tell me you like it, Olivia. Say the words. Tell me I'm the only one who can set your body on fire like this.” He continued torturing her with his tongue, tracing circles around her nipple, sucking and biting gently. Her body shook from the amazing feeling of absolute ecstasy. His words rang through her brain. And she knew this was his way of reminding her how much she needed him. She knew he was the only one who could make her feel like that. But it didn't change anything. Still, she said the words he so desperately needed to hear. It was the only way.
“Yes, Mr. Burnham. It's you. You're the only one who makes me feel this way,” she exhaled.
He could tell Olivia was on edge and about to go over. It was working. He was regaining his control. He could feel it. He pressed his lips against Olivia's, softly at first before deepening the kiss into an impassioned exchange.
She moaned, Alexander's tongue invading her mouth and sending sparks throughout her entire being. She needed some sort of release. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she began thrusting her hips against him, hoping he would get the hint.
“Oh, no, Olivia. I don't think so. I'll fuck you when I'm good and ready and not a moment sooner.” He looked down at the girl laying on his bed, ready to fall apart at any minute. And he knew he had her right where he wanted her. Where he needed her. He lowered his mouth to her neck, nipping gently as he made his way down the rest of her body, sucking and biting as he went.
Alexander positioned his mouth between her legs and Olivia could feel his hot breath on her. “Mmmmm… You're so wet for me,” he said.
“Fuck…” Olivia exhaled. She didn't know how much more she could take. She was ready to agree to anything if he would just make her come.
“Ask me, Olivia,” he said.
She knew what he wanted and she was happy she could give it to him. For a moment, all thoughts of running quickly disappeared. She was living in the moment of complete and utter ecstasy. Nothing mattered at that point. Not her past. Not her dreams. Not the memories threatening to come forward at any minute. No. The only thing that mattered was Alexander and making him happy.
“Please, Mr. Burnham. Lick me…”
Her breathing became heavy, her flesh on fire from the proximity of Alexander's mouth to the most sensitive part of her body.
“Lick you where, Olivia?” he asked. “I need you to tell me where.”
“You know where,” Olivia responded, a grin on her face.
Alexander's heart warmed. For the first time since the previous day, she looked like her old self. There was a smile on her face. He wanted that smile to stay. He slowly lowered his mouth back between Olivia's legs and softly licked her clit.
“Fuck!” Olivia breathed out, the simple act of his tongue on her sex about to make her unhinged. Her nerves stood on end and she knew she was on the brink of falling over the edge with Alexander. And the thought didn't scare her at that moment. Because she knew he was the type of person to catch her, no matter what.
“Come on, Olivia. Don't fight this,” he breathed between licks. “You know you need this. Now give me your pleasure.” He returned his tongue to her clit and slid two fingers inside her.
