Chapter 13: Sucked

Eden's POV

Sir Oliver's hands clamp on my breasts and give them a firm yet gentle squeeze. I moan inaudibly, breathing heavily. He presses his lips on mine and starts kissing me. He does it with fervent passion tinged with tenderness while kneading my breasts and tonguing my mouth.

My body stiffens, whelmed by the immense pleasure his hands and lips are filling me with. He lifts my shirt upwards, without breaking the kiss and cups my boob. I feel a sudden sweet chill course through me at his touch and I jerk a little.

Sir Oliver pushes more of his weight against me, nudging the centre of my thighs with his hard cock. It throbs against me, making me wetter down there. He takes a hold of my swollen nipple and rubs circles around it before giving it a rough squeeze. I whimper into the kiss and sink my teeth into his plump bottom lip.

I suck on Sir Oliver's lip with a hunger that matches his own. He seems to like it because a guttural moan spills out of his lips and his cock pulsates