Olivia’s POV
I lay on the bed and was breathing frantically. It felt like the fever was getting worse.
My body burned, and my eyes stung. I managed to get my phone and call Andre.
“Olivia?”
“Andre, I need…”
“Don’t worry. I will be right there.”
The call ended, and I waited. In a few minutes, he appeared in our room and embraced me.
My body cooled slightly as I enjoyed his skin against mine.
“It’s okay. I’m here, Liv.”
His mouth found mine, and he kissed me softly. I groaned as his soft tongue slipped into mine. He tasted divine.
“Andre…”
I moaned his name, and I felt his hands slo down my dress and tease the waistline of my underwear. My groans became louder, and I yearned for him to yank them off.
“Please, Andre. I can’t handle you teasing me. Please.”
My voice was weak and breathy, and my cunt throbbed and contracted with pleasure at the thought of him slipping inside of me.
“Andre…”
I moaned his name softly and pushed myself closer to him so that he could understand how desperate I was. I wanted him now.
“Alright Kitten.”
His hands didn’t hesitate, and he pulled off my panties.
I felt washed with relief as I felt nothing between my legs. All that was left was for Andre to fill me up.
He grabbed my dress and pulled it up. My breasts bounced slightly in his view, and I caught a glimpse of his mouth-watering.
“Olivia, you still look so beautiful.”
His words tingled my ears, but my fingers were already busy unbuckling his belt. I could feel his bulge through his trousers. It made me ravenous and hungry.
I pulled his trousers down, and his dick was finally all mine.
I didn’t hesitate and put him in my mouth. He groaned and slipped his hands into my hair.
“I thought that you disliked teasing. What are you doing to me now?”
I was silent and continued to suck his thick and hot cock. He tasted even better. I wished he was…
“Ahhhhh!”
He pushed me on the bed and was on top of me. His cock boinked my leg slightly, and a warm shiver rippled my skin.
He slipped inside of me so easily, and I felt a moan erupt from me as I felt him fill me up.
“Ahhhhhnn! Yes!”
My pussy squeezed around his cock and tried to pull him in even deeper.
“More Andre! Please fuck me!”
His strokes were hard and deep and caught me off guard. I screamed and grabbed onto him as he fucked me.
He felt so good. He knew my body so well. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he ravished me.
“You feel so good, Olivia.”
He groaned and pulled me away, and held me by my neck as he fucked me harder and faster.
He teased my G-spot, and with each thrust, my juices spilt out of me and made slushing noises.
“Tell me how good I make you feel, Olivia. Tell me if anyone else can make you feel the way I do.”
His strokes became harder, and my legs felt too weak to wrap around him, and I fell weakly to the bed.
“No one, Andre. No one…ahhhhhnn…makes me feel this…”
He silenced me with a kiss, and he muffled my loud moans. It felt so overwhelming. I didn’t know what to do.
I could barely breathe, and I felt my orgasm knocking at the door.
He pulled away and smirked at me.
“Yes, Kitten. Only I can make you cum. You are going to come for Daddy, aren’t you?”
I nodded messily; I was too weak to speak.
He paused for a while, and I felt my body relax. I looked at him with disappointment.
“Why did you stop? I want you to make me cum. I want to cum.”
He smiled and grabbed me. He turned me over and thrusted inside me again.
I gripped the sheets and screamed his name.
“I want you to come like this.”
His strokes were hard and fast, and I could barely keep up with them. My body shook violently. I could feel my vagina clenching hard, and finally…
“Ahhhhhhhhhhnnn!”
I felt my pussy contract pleasurably, and my body rippled with pleasure. My juices squirted out and soaked Andre’s cock as he pulled out of me.
I spasmed hard, and finally, my body relaxed. The bed was soaking, and Andre was lying beside me, stroking me sweetly.
I felt my fever disappear in an instant, and with that disappearance, a sinking feeling settled in my soul.
I pushed Andre’s hand away and turned around to the other side of the bed, and began to cry.
I felt him creep up to me and pull me into his embrace.
“Olivia, what is the matter?”
I couldn’t answer the question, and I began to apologise profusely.
“I am so sorry, Andre. I don’t know how to stop. I am really trying…”
He pulled me in closer and brushed my hair away from my face.
“What are you talking about?”
“The sex, Andre. It’s too much. This is the fourth time today. You have more important things to do, but I have to bother you so that you can satisfy me.”
I burst into tears, and he made me rest my head against his chest.
“It’s okay…”
“No, it’s not okay. I am a burden to you and…”
“Olivia.”
He called my name, and my lip clamped shut.
He kissed me on my forehead and gazed into my eyes lovingly.
“Olivia, I love spending time with you. I find you attractive all the time, and I enjoy having you in my arms and in my bed. There is nothing to be sorry about. I know it bothers you because we need to do it to help you feel better, but we will figure a way out of this.”
I sniffed and looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
“We will?”
He wiped them away and planted a kiss on my hair.
“Yes, we will…”