Harrison and Olivia's Wedding Night
The newly married couple sneaked away into Olivia’s quarters when the festivities in the clinic had died down.The moment they entered Olivia’s bedroom, she pushed Harrison against the creaky door and kissed him. Their tongues intertwined as they held their bodies close.
Olivia ran her hands on Harrison’s chest, in his hair and worked down to his trousers. She began untying the strings when Harrison stopped her.
“Not here, Liv. Surely.” Harrison swallowed hard
“I want you Harry,” Olivia whispered in his ear, standing on her tiptoes.
The words sent a shiver through him, making his knees go weak. He stood frozen, every muscle taut with the weight of her admission.
“Now,” Olivia mouthed, her eyes locked on his, full of challenge and longing.
As much as Harrison wanted Olivia, he was determined not to let desire overshadow respect. He wanted her first night with him to be a special one. One that spoke of romance and a moment cherished. Not one of haste in a dark place as a clinic. At first he thought she was doing this out of obligation and he didn’t want that. But, it was clear that he had underestimated the depth of Olivia’s own passion—the longing she had harbored, suppressed, and resisted, just as fiercely as he had. The spark in her eyes spoke volumes, and suddenly he realized the fire he had been holding back was matched by one just as intense within her, a fire that had finally found its freedom.
A heated ache stirred deep within him, a powerful yearning that pulsed through his body, relentless and undeniable. His every muscle tightened with the desire he’d held back, an intense pull that seemed to settle low in his groin, burning with urgency and begging for relief. The restraint he’d practiced felt stretched to its breaking point as his body craved release, a release only she could grant, leaving him nearly breathless with the anticipation of what they both knew was inevitable.
Olivia took Harrison’s hand and led him closer to the bed. Slowly he undressed Harrison to his undergarments and Harrison did the same. Olivia then instructed him to remove her undergarments and Harrison hesitated.
“I’ve never… done this before,” Harrison confessed.
“I know,” Olivia replied with a knowing smile. Harrison wasn’t the type of man to seek fleeting pleasures; he valued something deeper. For him, intimacy was meant for the one who held his heart, and that meant waiting until it was with his wife.
Harrison removed Olivia’s make-shift brassiere and his erection pulse as he took her bosom in. OLivia took his hand and raised them to her breasts. Harrison caressed them gently, his heart pounding so loudly he was sure Olivia could hear. His cheeks burned red. He leaned in and kissed olivia. Olivia moved his hands to her underwear and he tuntied the bows on the side, the undergarment sliding off her. She did the same to him and she bit her lips appreciating what she saw. Harrison looked down at himself, following Olivia’s gaze. His erection bobbed up and down.
Olivia looked up with a soft smile, but her breath caught as she met Harrison’s gaze. His face expressed unguarded intensity; the desire in his eyes was raw. Every ounce of his focus was on her, his need so palpable Olivia could sense it. Harrison wanted her so deeply, so desperately, that all rational thought had fled, leaving only the fierce pull drawing him closer, a longing he could no longer contain.
Harrison took Olivia’s face in his hands, and leaned in, closing the distance between them. Their lips met, softly at first, but then the kiss deepened. His hand slid to her buttocks and kneaded them. A gasp escaped Olivia but Harrison didn’t stop. He meant business.
The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more alive, a soft sigh escaping Harrison’s lips as Olivia brushed them again, slow and savouring.
Olivia reached down and rubbed on Harrison’s manhood and he moaned, He could hardly believe how just the slightest touch from her could send waves of pleasure coursing through him, igniting every nerve and setting his senses ablaze. The warmth of her skin against his hardness was intoxicating, a feeling so profound it made him feel both grounded and completely undone. He hadn’t realized that such simple contact on his groin could fill him with such overwhelming need, making him ache for more with a longing that seemed limitless. So this is why people are so crazy over sex, he thought to himself.
He lifted Olivia and placed her on the bed. He positioned himself to enter her immediately but Olivia rolled over him so she was on top. He kissed him starting from his lips, chest all the way down to his erection. She licked his tip and Harrison groaned, scrunching the sheets. Olivia proceeded to lick his whole length finally finishing to suck him off. She placed his length in her mouth and moved it up and down.
Harrison moaned in pleasure and Olivia continued until he exploded in her mouth. Olivia laid by his side as he tried to steady his breath. He brushed Olivia’s cheeks.
“That was…” Harrison couldn’t find the words so he leaned in instead for a kiss.
“You liked it?” Olivia asked.
“What do you think? Harrison replied.
“I love you,” confirmed.
“I know,” said giggling.
They spooned for a while, talking about the plans they had for their future, How many kids they wanted and where they would live.
Before she knew t Harrison was kissing her neck and shoulders. He turned her head so he could reach her lips. As the kiss deepened Olivia felt his hardness against her and she knew he was ready for another session of love making.
She reached behind her and rubbed his erection which made Harrison gasp. He returned the favour reached in between her thighs, shocked to find how moist she had been for him. His fingers rubbed her nub gently with the lightest touch and it drover her crazy. She craved the pressure that he was denying him. She was teasing him.
“I thought you said you never..,” Olivia started breathily, unable to complete the sentence.
“I haven’t. But for you I read all the erotic books I could find, he whispered in her ears. His warm breath aroused her even more.
“Take me Harry. I can’t…” Before Olivia could finish her sentence, Harrison was already two stamps ahead. Holding her waist, he thrusted into her with full force; they both cried in pleasure. They held hands above their head as Harrison continued his onslaught of pleasure. He rubbed her nub, caressed her breasts and his thrusts quickened and deepened.
Olivia couldn’t feel all of his shaft inside her the position they were lying so she turned him onto his back and sat over him. She gently rubbed the tip of his penis in between her lips before lowering herself onto him. She shuddered at how deep his shaft had gone and rode him slowly to get used to his length.
Harrison threw his head back into the pillow savouring every moment. His moans became frequent and louder and so did Olivia’s but they couldn’t restrain themselves any longer. Olivia’s movement became quicker and his hands on either side of her hips urged her to do so. Finally they climaxed together, the veins in Harrison’s temple and neck bulging as he rose to ecstasy.
