OliviaK

It started with a whisper—barely a sound, just your breath brushing my ear, warm and deliberate. My whole body reacted at once, goosebumps rising along my arms, a shiver slipping down my spine before I could stop it.

“You feel that?” you murmured.

“I… yes.” My voice came out softer than I meant it to. You noticed. You always did.

You didn’t touch me right away. That was the worst part—the way you held back. You stood close behind me, close enough that I could feel your heat, but not quite there. My breathing couldn’t decide what it wanted, slow one second, uneven the next.

Then your hand found my waist.

Slowly. So slowly I felt every second of it.

Your f****rs rested first, just the weight enough to make me inhale sharply, then moved—sliding slightly, testing. I leaned back before I could think, into you. That small movement changed everything.

Now I felt you fully, solid and warm behind me, your chest rising against my back. My heart started racing, and I knew you could feel it.

“Relax,” you whispered.

I almost laughed. Relax? When every nerve felt lit up?

Your other hand traced down my arm, slow enough to pull another shiver from me. Goosebumps followed your touch in waves, and I didn’t even try to hide it.

You liked that. I could tell.

Your f****rs slipped into mine, holding gently, grounding me while everything else felt unsteady. Then your lips brushed my neck—soft, barely there—but it m**e me gasp.

“Careful…” you murmured.

“Why?” I asked, though I already knew.

“Because you react to everything.”

This time your lips lingered. A deeper shiver followed, and I leaned into you again, my body moving without permission. Your hand tightened slightly at my waist, holding me there.

“Stay still,” you said quietly.

I tried. I really did. But when your f****rs traced slow patterns along my side, I couldn’t help it—I pressed back just a little.

“You’re making this difficult,” you whispered.

“I’m not doing anything,” I replied, though we both knew that wasn’t true.

You moved closer, leaving no space between us. The contact alone sent a stronger shiver through me. My hands tightened in yours.

“Still nothing?” you teased.

“No…” I breathed.

You chuckled softly, and everything slowed again—your movements, your breathing, the way your f****rs traced my skin. Deliberate. Controlled.

Your hand slid up, stopping just below my ribs. The pause m**e my chest rise faster.

“Tell me to stop.”

Your voice was lower now, closer.

I shook my head. “Don’t…”

Your f****rs pressed slightly, pulling me back into you. A sharper gasp escaped me before I could stop it.

“You’re not very good at being quiet.”

“I don’t care,” I said.

You paused—just for a second—then pulled me closer, your breath heavier against my neck.

“Say that again.”

“I don’t care.”

Something shifted. The t*****g deepened into something heavier.

Your lips returned to my neck, lingering now. My eyes closed, my head tilting, giving in completely. Soft, breathless sounds slipped out, and I stopped trying to hold them back.

Your hand moved slower than ever, like you were memorizing every reaction. My whole body felt alive, every touch amplified.

I shifted, my inner thigh brushing yours. This time I didn’t move away. I stayed there, pressed close, feeling everything.

“Don’t stop,” I whispered.

“I wasn’t planning to.”

You turned me gently until I faced you. For a m*ment we just stood there, breathing the same air, our rhythm matching.

“Look at you…” you murmured.

I couldn’t answer. My body still tingled, every nerve waiting.

Then you pulled me closer.

Not rushed. Never rushed.

No space left now—just warmth, tension, closeness. Your forehead rested against mine, and everything felt still, but underneath it kept building.

“Still want me to keep going?”

“Yes…”

Your hands moved with certainty now, guiding me closer, each movement sending another wave.....

My first post here 🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈.... and I failed with it.... dont open this post!! 😆