(This chapter contains mature content.)
"Slow down, my love. I will make the rules tonight," Ethan responded as Olivia whimpered beneath him, longing to feel the hardness of him against her skin. Ethan's mouth descended upon Olivia's breasts, one by one, taking each nipple into his mouth and teasingly biting down. Olivia gasped at the sensation, her body arching towards him, craving more.
Ethan's tongue circled around her hardened nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to Olivia's core. Her breath hitched as he alternated between gentle sucks and flicks of his tongue, teasing her mercilessly. The ache within her intensified, aching for release.
His hands trailed downward, caressing the soft skin of Olivia's stomach before finally reaching her throbbing center. His fingers danced along her slick folds, spreading her wetness and eliciting a moan from deep within her throat.
Olivia's breath hitched as she felt Ethan's fingers dance along her folds, gently parting them but never fully entering her. The anticipation was maddening, making every nerve ending in her body scream for release.
"Ethan," she whimpered, her voice laced with desperation. "Please... I can't wait any longer." Her words were etched with a mixture of pleading and desire. She needed him, needed his touch to push her over the edge.
"Such a good girl. I love to hear you beg for it," Ethan replied in a husky tone.
Olivia's hips arched instinctively, silently begging for more. Ethan obliged, sliding a finger inside her and curling it just right. She gasped in pleasure, the sensation overwhelming as he expertly stroked her inner walls. His thumb found its way to her swollen clit, circling it with maddening precision.
The blindfold added an element of surprise to each touch, intensifying Olivia's senses and making every sensation more electrifying. She surrendered herself completely to Ethan's touch, feeling the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her moans grew louder and more desperate as he increased the speed and pressure of his movements, his fingers moving in sync with the rhythm of her breathless cries.
Olivia could feel the familiar coil of tension building within her, tightening and winding with each stroke. She was teetering on the brink, her body craving release. But just as she was about to shatter into a million fragments of ecstasy, Ethan withdrew his hand abruptly, leaving her panting and writhing in frustration.
The sound of his low chuckle filled the room, intertwining with Olivia's whimpers of need. "Patience, my love," he whispered huskily, his lips brushing against her ear. "We have all night."
Lost in a sea of bliss, Olivia felt Ethan's mouth leave a trail of hot kisses down her abdomen, his breath tickling her skin. His hands held her hips firmly in place as his tongue teased her throbbing clit. The sensation was almost too much to bear, a mixture of pleasure and torment that left her writhing beneath him.
"Don't come until I give you permission," Ethan commanded as Olivia moaned in sheer ecstasy.
Ethan's tongue dipped lower, delving into her wetness with a hunger that matched Olivia's own. He groaned against her sensitive flesh, sending vibrations that shot through her body like lightning. Olivia's breath hitched as she felt his lips close around her swollen nub, sucking gently and setting off a chain reaction inside her.
Her moans grew louder and more desperate as Ethan's tongue continued its expert ministrations. Every flick, every swirl of his tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins. Olivia's body quivered with anticipation, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure Ethan was bestowing upon her.
Ethan's hands slid up Olivia's body, gripping her waist firmly as he increased the pace of his movements. His tongue worked in perfect harmony with his fingers, plunging into her depths while his mouth continued to suck and tease her clit. Olivia's back arched off the bed, her hands clawing at the sheets as she surrendered herself to the tidal wave of pleasure crashing over her.
The coil within Olivia tightened further, threatening to unravel at any moment. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling on the precipice of release. Just as she was about to explode into ecstasy, Ethan withdrew his mouth and fingers abruptly, leaving Olivia gasping for air.
Ethan's deep, husky voice sent shivers down Olivia's spine as he spoke. "Tell me what you want," he said. She could feel the passion and desire radiating from him. "Please, Ethan," she pleaded, her voice trembling with need. "I want to come." His lips curved into a satisfied smirk.
"Please, sir," she added breathlessly, feeling vulnerable but also empowered by his commanding presence.
"Such a good girl," he praised, his hand gently stroking her cheek before trailing down her body. He buried his face between her legs and gently bit down on her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. The intensity of the sensation was beyond anything she had ever experienced before, taking her to a place of ecstasy beyond this world.
Ethan grunted as he watched Olivia explode with pleasure. He wanted to be buried deeply within her so damn bad, but he wanted their first time together to be remarkable. As she came down from her climax, he kissed her gently, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
"I'm so proud of you, my love," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "You're a natural at this."
Olivia smiled weakly, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her laughter was faint and feeble, drained of all her energy.
"If that was a punishment, I dread to think what a reward would be like."
"You'll find out soon enough," Ethan chuckled. Olivia couldn't help but giggle, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Promise me you'll make it worth my while," she said, her voice low and sultry.
Ethan laughed, his eyes gleaming with desire. "Oh, I promise you'll feel every inch of my love." He leaned down and kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together in a sensual ballet.