I aim for a confident tone, but the dry rasp of it probably gives my own desperation away as I reply, “I can give you what you want, Bond.”
And that’s how I find myself living out my second biggest fantasy with my Bond as she straddles my thighs and rides my dick like a fucking pro. Fuck, she feels like a dream as she takes every inch of me and her nails dig into my chest as she gets a good rhythm going.
I might’ve been talking myself up, but with Oli’s ass bouncing against my thighs as she slides that perfect pussy up and down my cock, it takes a lot of concentration to not just blow my load. She’s fucking perfect, perfect, and my bond is glowing under my skin at finally having her.
It was worth every second of the wait.
Just when I’m sure I’m going to come, too soon because I never want this to end, I get a handful of each of her thighs, lifting her up off of my dick and dragging her back up my body until she’s straddling my face.
She makes a gasping sort of noise, a mournful and shocked sound, and when I speak, my words are right at her core. “One more time. Come on my lips one more time, Bond.”
She hovers there for a second until I tug her back down, seating her sweet pussy against my mouth properly, and then I eat until she’s screaming my name, thighs trembling and hips grinding out her orgasm.
I drink down every drop of her cum and groan at the taste of her honey.
She waits as long as it takes for her thighs to stop shaking, and then she crawls back down my body, turning to kiss me and lick away her wetness from my tongue.
I can’t lie there anymore, as much as I love her taking control.
I flip us both over and push back into her, my dick still achingly hard and ready to blow. She makes the most incredible sound, a gasping sort of squeal, and then a string of curses and praises fall from her lips.
“Yes, fuck, please… God, more, I need more, Gabe, fuck!”
The bonding feels like finally, finally, coming home.
There’s no other way to describe the flood of euphoria that spreads through me as my own orgasm nails me in the back of the head and renders me fucking useless. It’s as though I’ve been wandering the plains of the earth on my own for a thousand years, but now I’ve finally found where I belong.
Oli’s eyes shift to black underneath me, but only for a second before those beautiful baby blues are blinking back at me again. It was just a small moment, her bond checking in with the connection we’ve just made.
When I finally roll off of her, conscious of my weight, I drag her along with me so we’re not actually separated. I want her skin against mine for at least the next week, bare minimum.
My chest is still heaving, but I have to say something to fill in the silence now that there’s no longer the sounds of our skin slapping together as I’d pounded into her. “That was definitely what I dreamed it would be.”
She snorts and buries her head in my shoulder, hiding her face as though she’s shy about it now that she’s not actually on top of my dick.
“The bonding, sex in general, the whole nine yards.”
She freezes for a second and then rears her head back. “What do you mean ‘sex in general’？ It hasn’t been that long for you.”
I grin at her, smug as hell to hear that. “You didn’t guess? Clearly the years of porn under my belt have done the job.”
She blinks up at me and my grin widens. “You’re not the only one who decided to wait. I didn’t— I couldn’t stand the idea of touching anyone else. I’m not saying that to throw all the others under the bus, it just wasn’t for me. When North raged about Gracie and what she did, that you’d been a virgin and your bond had acted without your consent in retaliation, I couldn’t believe you’d waited as well. It made me even happier with my decision.”
She swallows and glances down, looking unsure for a moment, and her voice is thready when she says, “All of the girls at Draven were acting like you’d slept with half the campus.”
My grin shifts into a smirk as I shrug. “Yeah, they all thought that once I met you and you hated us, I’d change my mind. I couldn’t, even if I wanted to. My bond got one look at you and I was done for, even if I wasn’t already sold on you. Which I was, by the way. I think the reason I was so fucking angry and spiteful toward you was because I knew that I’d never want anyone the way I wanted you. I never have and I never will.”
She looks at me like I hung the goddamn moon for her, and I’m so completely in love with this girl, no truer words have ever been uttered.