The position was more uncomfortable than in his fantasy, but that didn’t take away any of Luke’s enjoyment. The leather boots on either side of his body were hot as fuck, Olivia tasted like sinful delight, and being able to stare up at her with her ass cupped in his palms… well he was burning the image into his brain to join all his other favorites. Her pink-tipped breasts wobbled as she moved against his tongue, the tendrils of hair around her shoulders sliding over her skin, her soft moans filling the air.

He lapped at her pussy, ignoring the ache in his neck as he slid his tongue between her lips before pulling back to move in circles around her clit as it swelled. Olivia’s moans were growing louder, her movements trying to become more pronounced as her ass pressed against his cupped hands.

For a moment, her fingers tugged his hair almost painfully as she shuddered and nearly slipped, her knees buckling as her weight pressed more forcefully against him.

Then she straightened, backing off and panting for breath. Luke let her go, let her step back. Her pussy lips and clit were pink and swollen beneath her red curls, her nipples hard and tightly budded. Silvery eyes regarded him thoughtfully.

“Sorry cupcake, I don’t think I’m going to be able to stand in that position through an orgasm,” she said, sounding rather disappointed.

He grinned, his hand sliding up to massage his neck muscles where they were aching a little. “That’s okay, ma’am, I got most of what I wanted.”

“Is there anything else?” she asked, gently, stepping forward to slide her fingers through his hair and down to where he was massaging his neck, replacing his hand with her own. Luke sighed and leaned his head against the top of her boot as she worked the muscles, enjoying both being so close to her pussy as well as the intimacy of the moment.

“There is one thing…” he said, his heart starting to pound.

He knew what he wanted. He was pretty sure he was ready.

But asking for it still made him nervous as all hell for some reason.

“Ask and you shall receive,” she said in a seductively sensual voice, and even though he couldn’t see her expression from his current position, he could practically feel her wicked smile.

Luke mumbled.

“What was that?” she asked archly, using her fingers on his neck to tip his head back so she could actually look down and see into his eyes.

Staring back up at her, seeing the soft and possessive expression on her face, the gentle care in her eyes, made him feel cherished. Worthy. Her opinion was the only one which mattered in the end.