This chapter contains mature content.
Olivia's breath came in ragged gasps, and she clutched at the arm of the couch for support. "Ethan," she whimpered, her voice hoarse with need. "Please, more."
Ethan's grin widened, knowing that he had her right where he wanted her. He increased the pace of his thrusts, her slick wetness providing a willing resistance to his invading fingers. Each thrust drove her closer to the edge, and her moans grew louder and more fervent.
"Ethan, I can't," she cried out, her body trembling with the intensity of her desire.
As Olivia approached the edge, Ethan withdrew his fingers. She moaned in disappointment.
"Please, Ethan," she begged. "I need you inside of me."
With a seductive look, he reached for the wine bottle and took a sip before pouring some into Olivia's mouth. "Such a good girl," he murmured with approval.
He gently tugged on her nipples, eliciting a pleasurable response as she closed her eyes. He then licked the top of the wine bottle before inserting it into her, causing her to gasp at the cold and hardness inside of her. Ethan moved the bottle within her with slow and deliberate movements, stirring up a whirlwind of emotions. "
Look at me, Olivia," he commanded, wanting to see her pleasure reflected in her eyes.
Olivia's eyes flew open, meeting Ethan's intense gaze. She could see the hunger and desire burning in his eyes, matching her own. With each thrust of the bottle, she could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her body trembling with anticipation.
Ethan's desire ignited like wildfire as he watched Olivia's reactions to his playful act of indulgence, each touch and taste a symphony of sensation on her skin. Olivia's low moan was like a siren's call, beckoning him to continue his exploration of her delicious form. She was his, and he reveled in every moment of their intimate exchange.
Ethan's skilled hands continued their exploration, teasing and playing with her sensitive nipples. He could feel her walls tightening around the bottle and knew she was close. With one hand gripping the bottle and the other on her breast, he increased his pace, driving Olivia wild with pleasure.
She couldn't hold back any longer as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her body arched off the couch as she cried out Ethan's name in bliss.
Ethan watched as she continued to ride out her pleasure, his own need growing with each passing second. As Olivia came down from her high, he removed the bottle from inside of her and set it aside.
Olivia sat up, her hands still bound with handcuffs, and dropped to her knees in front of Ethan.
"I suddenly feel thirsty, too," Olivia mumbled between breaths.
Olivia's body burned with desire, her skin tingling in anticipation as Ethan pulled out his cock and caressed it leisurely. She couldn't help but stare hungrily as he took a sip of wine before pouring it over himself, the dim light causing his length to glisten.
Ethan's voice was hoarse as he breathed, "I want you to taste me."
She nodded, her eyes locked on his. Olivia extended her tongue and licked the droplets of wine that had pooled at the tip of his hard cock. She savored the sweetness, feeling the liquid slide down her throat to her stomach, leaving her with a warmth that spread throughout her entire body.
Ethan watched her with a mixture of desire and satisfaction as he fed her his body's nectar. He could see himself in Olivia's eyes, reflected in her hunger and thirst for him. He wanted to possess her totally, to have her experience him in every possible way.
He held her hair in his hands, gently guiding her mouth towards his cock. Olivia opened her lips to take him in, her tongue dancing around the head of his shaft. She swirled her tongue around and around, feeling his veins throbbing beneath her touch. Ethan reached down and cupped her face, his fingers threading through her hair as he watched her take him deeper into her mouth.
Her lips wrapped around him, and she began to suck gently, her head bobbing up and down on his length. She moaned, her throat tightening around his shaft as she felt him grow even harder in her mouth. Ethan groaned, his hips rocking involuntarily, his control slipping with each suction of her lips.
Olivia's eyes flicked up to his, her gaze locked on his as she took him to the back of her throat. She felt him hit the back of her mouth, and she swirled her tongue around his head, eliciting a low growl from him.
Ethan's eyes were closed, his head thrown back as he savored the sensation of Olivia's mouth. He gripped her head tighter, his fingers tangled in her hair as he thrust deeper into her mouth. She gagged slightly but didn't pull away, her lips remaining wrapped around his cock as she continued to suck him.
His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling with lust. She could taste the wine in his flesh, mixing with her saliva and the scent of their arousal. The sensation was intoxicating, and she felt herself growing wetter with desire.
Olivia's fingers found their way between her legs, her skin slick with moisture. She rubbed herself in search of the sensations she craved. She could feel Ethan's eyes on her, watching her every move, and it drove her wild.
"Fuck, Olivia," he panted.
He laid her down on the floor and kissed a trail down her stomach before positioning himself between her legs. With a hunger that could not be denied any longer, he entered her with one swift thrust. They both moaned at the sensation of finally being joined together.
Initially, their movements were frantic and uncoordinated as they sought to find a rhythm together. But soon enough, they fell into a synchronized dance of passion and desire.
Olivia wrapped her legs around Ethan's waist, pulling him deeper inside of her with each thrust. His hands roamed over every inch of her skin as he devoured every moan and whimper that escaped from her lips.
They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies connected in an intimate dance that only they shared. Time stood still as they lost themselves in each other's embrace.
With one final thrust, they reached their peak together in a burst of euphoria. Sweat glistened on their skin as they lay tangled in each other's arms.
Their hearts raced in syncopation, their breaths mingling in the steamy air. Ethan laughed softly, brushing a tendril of hair from Olivia's face. "You're incredible," he whispered, his eyes filled with awe and admiration.
Olivia smiled, blushing at his words. "So are you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
She cupped his face with her bound hands, as she gazed into his eyes.
"I want you to know," she began, her voice steady as she looked into his fiery gaze, "that I'm yours. Every inch of me is at your disposal, to do with as you please."
Ethan leaned down, his lips brushing hers softly. "And I am yours, Olivia," he whispered back. "Every beat of my heart echoes yours; every breath I take is for you."
Olivia's eyes welled up with tears as she pulled him closer, their bodies pressed tightly against one another. "I love you," she whispered, the words tumbling out of her in a rush.
Ethan smiled, his eyes shining with love and devotion. "I love you too, Olivia," he declared, his voice filled with emotion. "And I will spend the rest of my life making sure you know just how damn much."
With that, they lay in each other's arms, their hearts beating in harmony as they basked in the afterglow of their passion.