111: It's Your Turn To Beg, Kitten.

Olivia's POV

I enjoyed listening to him moan. I watched him enjoy the way I slurped on his cock. His hands would come up to my head to guide me on the depth or just hold me down so that he could feel me a bit longer.

I slapped his hand away and looked at him with seductive command.

"No touching. Unless, of course, you want me to stop."

His face scrunched up. I was tormenting him with pleasure, and it was evident in his every moan.

"God, Olivia! What have you been up to?!"

I went deeper on his cock and watched him tense up in pleasure.

"Don't stop," he groaned.

"Beg me not to," I said huskily.

"Please don't stop Olivia."

I smiled and put my mouth to work on his cock again. Part of me felt happy that I had taken charge of the hotel room. It was a rare sight seeing André like this, begging me for more and groaning my name while I sucked on him.

"I want you to come for me."

I sucked him harder and faster. My mouth diving and resurfacing on his dick. His fists clenched the sheets and pulled