Olivia’s POV
“Would you come for me, like that, again?”
I was mortified as I watched him stare at me with a smug look as he stood at the door.
My cheeks filled with colour. I felt my body lock together as shame began to drown me.
Andre came in and closed the door behind him.
I saw the smile on his face as he walked closer to me. I immediately sat up; my legs were trembling with fear and embarrassment as I watched him slowly slice the gap between us.
“Why did you stop? Please don’t stop on my account. I would love to see you scream my name again. It was a pleasure watching you.”
His voice was smooth and seductive. He was getting closer, but my body still couldn’t move.
Come on, legs! Move! Run! Do something!
However, my legs were numb. I could feel my breath getting hot and erratic. Despite the wide open windows, the room was suddenly steaming hot.
I was finally able to stand, but it was too late. He was already in front of me. The smirk on his face made my stomach swarm with butterflies.
“Is the show over already?”
He raised his hand to caress my face, but I moved away a little, making him place it under my chin, and he tilted my head upwards to face him.
His tongue swiped against his lower lips slowly, and I almost cursed out. I knew it was wrong to want to kiss them, especially right now.
I met his dark eyes, and all I could do was blush and gulp.
My stepfather had just caught me masturbating to him.
“Why so quiet, Liv? I think I know what you want?”
His finger ran lower to my dress. I had forgotten that I hadn’t done the button. His finger caressed my nipple, and I gasped. What was he doing to me?
“I can make your fantasies come true. I think you would love that, wouldn’t you?”
Finally, life came to my body. I whipped his hand away and hurriedly did up my dress buttons while he simply watched, his eyes lingering on my bosom till it was all hidden from his view.
My eyes darted to the door. It wasn’t bolted. If I was fast enough, I could make a quick getaway. I took a little step back and suddenly made a run for it.
I was fast but not fast enough. I had barely taken three steps when he grabbed my arm and pressed me close to him, finally sealing the gap between us. I felt my body begin to bubble as I felt his hard body against me.
I shouldn’t be with him like this; it was wrong, but I didn’t want him to let go. I wanted to run away, and I also wanted him to stay. I didn’t want him to touch me, and yet I liked his hands all over my body. Was something wrong with me? How could I be so confused and conflicted?
“Please we…”
“Shhhh…”
He put his finger to his lips and pressed against me even more.
I felt his lips sink lower towards my neck. I wanted to struggle out of his grip, butI couldn’t!
I wanted him. Every part of my body was tingling with a desire to be near him. To have his hands on me.
It was unlike anything I had felt before.
I was hopeless.
His soft lips caressed my neck, and a groan escaped my lips.
“Andre…”
“You are so beautiful, Liv.”
His voice was overwhelmed with desire. He pushed me backwards, and soon, I was sandwiched between him and the wall. I groaned even more as I felt him push harder against me. His hard cock pressed against me, making my legs tremble.
I thought I was horny before, but now, everything was ten times worse. I was drowning in my desire. I couldn’t explain how much I wanted his touch.
I needed it. I craved it.
His hands slid down my chest and undid all my buttons. I gasped as his hot breath fanned against my nipple. I felt colour rush to my cheeks. I moaned softly and grabbed his shirt. I wanted more.
“I can feel your desperation, Liv. I know you are dying for me to touch you. God, I can smell your soaking cunt. Do you want to deny it?”
I couldn’t answer, and his hands slowly slid further down my dress and to my thigh. I felt his fingers dance in between them. My body felt even more tense.
“It’s running down your legs, and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
His fingers went higher and higher, and soon, he gently grazed my bud. A whimper erupted from my mouth, and I gripped his shirt tighter. I saw a look of satisfaction spread over his face.
“You liked that, didn’t you?”
He grazed my bud again, and I moaned even louder. I was soaking wet. I could hear the sputtering sounds my pussy made as he touched it.
Suddenly, I felt his finger go into me.
“Ahhhhh…”
My knees buckled under me, but he kept me up and pressed me harder against the wall. His scent invaded my nostrils and made my head spin.
“Good girl. I know you can take this.”
He moved his fingers in and out of me, and I groaned along with the rhythm.
My pussy was spilling its juices all over his fingers, and there was nothing I could do. I loved the way my pussy felt with his fingers in it.
His finger continued to fuck me while he massaged my clit with his thumb. It was amazing.
“Andre… please… ahhhhhn!”
“I know you can take this, Liv. God! I love seeing you like this.”
He soon went faster, and I could feel my whole body trembling. I couldn’t stop myself. He was in so deep. I could feel him on the walls of my pussy, and this was just his fingers.
I gripped his shirt even tighter. I tried to squirm, but I was glued in place by his body. If he continued like this, I was going to come.
“I can feel you getting tighter, Liv.”
He slowed down and looked at my blotchy face. I was exhausted, yet he had done nothing.
“Are you tired already? I plan on making you cum more than once.”
He resumed, and my body tightened.
“Andre…pl… ahhhhn!”
He went faster and kept rubbing my clit. That was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going to…
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhnn!”
My juices exploded from me and soaked his fingers. They dribbled to the floor, and I finally buckled. Andre kept me upright, and I saw the satisfaction on his face grow as he watched me twitch and squirm.
He ran his hand through my sweat-soaked hair and stared deep into my eyes.
“You are beautiful,” he praised, his voice low and heavy.
It was like his words triggered something in me. Slowly, I felt myself come back to normal. I felt my mood sink into the floor as shame washed over me.
What had I done?
I felt tears brim in my eyes, but I blinked hard to keep them at bay. I shook my head slowly. I pushed against his chest.
No, this was wrong…