Chapter 2: Building Tension
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. Olivia lay on her back, her body bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Her heart fluttered in her chest like a caged bird, a mix of anticipation and anxiety swirling within her. She had gotten Mark to have sex with her without a condom yesterday, but today was the real first step in her plan to get pregnant. Today she was going to start conditioning him to put his cock back inside her after he cums.
She ran her fingers through her fiery red hair, the strands tickling her bare shoulders. Her green eyes, reflecting the warm light, flicked towards the bathroom door, where Mark was showering. The anticipation for what she was about to do turned her on and she reached down and began to rub her pussy.
Mark stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. His dark hair was damp, clinging to his forehead, and his smile was warm, even to himself.
He cocked an eyebrow at Olivia, watching her fingers move between her legs. "You're eager tonight," he commented, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.
Olivia looked up at him, her green eyes glinting with desire. "I am," she admitted, her voice husky with need. "Come here."
Mark dropped the towel, his cock already hard and ready. He crawled onto the bed, his body covering hers, and his lips found hers in a hungry kiss. Olivia could taste herself on him, and it turned her on even more.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, feeling his hard cock press against her entrance. She wanted him inside her, filling her up completely.
Mark broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, his stubble causing her to gasp. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he murmured against her skin, his hands gripping her hips. He slid his cock through her wet folds, teasing her.
Olivia moaned, "Please, Mark. I need you inside me. Now." She bucked her hips, trying to get him to enter her.
Mark chuckled, a low, sexy sound. He loved teasing her like this, making her squirm and beg for it. He positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of his cock rubbing against her clit, making her shiver.
"Please, Mark. I need your cock inside me," she begged, her voice a desperate whimper.
Mark pushed in slowly, inch by inch, feeling her heat envelop him. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, his eyes rolling back at the sensation.
Olivia wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, her nails digging into his back. "More, I need more," she demanded.
Her hips moved in sync with his, meeting his thrusts with ferocity. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, a primal rhythm that matched the beat of their hearts.
Mark looked down at her, his eyes dark with lust and love. He was in awe of how sexy she was, how she took control and demanded what she wanted. He loved it. It turned him on even more. "You want it hard, baby?" he asked, his voice a low growl.
Olivia nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, fuck me hard.
I want to feel you deep inside me," Olivia panted, her voice filled with desperation. Her nails dug deeper into Mark's back, urging him to go deeper, harder.
Mark picked up the pace, his hips slamming against hers. The sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, a symphony of their passion. He leaned down, his lips capturing one of her hardened nipples in his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Olivia arched her back, a moan escaping her lips.
"Oh God, yes, right there. Don't stop," she cried out, her body trembling with each powerful thrust.
"Don't you dare fucking stop."
Mark's hand moved from her hip to her breast, squeezing and kneading it roughly. "I won't, baby," he grunted. "I'm gonna make you cum on this fucking cock." Mark's voice was a growl, his words punctuated by the force of his thrusts. He could feel Olivia's body tensing beneath him, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Olivia's fingers gripped the comforter beneath her, her knuckles turning white. She could feel her orgasm building, a pressure that was almost unbearable. Her toes curled as she arched her back, her body convulsing as the first waves of pleasure washed over her. "Fuck, Mark! I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls.
Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, her hips bucking against Mark's as he continued to pound into her.
Mark groaned, feeling her tighten around him. "That's it, baby. Cum all over my cock. Take it all." His own orgasm was building, his balls tightening as he fucked her harder, deeper.
Olivia's orgasm seemed to go on forever, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. She could feel Mark's cock swelling inside her, could feel the heat building within him. She knew he was getting close too. She could feel it in the way his body tensed, could hear it in the way his breath hitched.
She began thrusting harder, determined to make him cum. She was ready for the next step in her plan. She wanted him to see if she could get him to put his cock back inside her after he finished cumming.
Mark groaned, his body shuddering as his orgasm approached. "Fuck, Olivia...I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum," he grunted between thrusts.
"Yes, baby," she panted, her voice filled with determination. "Cum for me, I want you to cum all over me."
When he hit the point of no return, he pulled out of her. He gripped his cock hard, and with a roar, he came. His cum spurted out, a thick, creamy rope that landed on her stomach. Another one followed, and another, until he was spent. He watched as his cum dripped down her body, and he felt a surge of primal possession. He was marking her as his.
Olivia gasped as the hot liquid hit her skin, the sensation sending shivers through her body. She looked down at her stomach, watching as Mark’s cum dripped down her curves. She felt a primal satisfaction at the sight, a deep, ancient part of her reveling in being marked by him.
Mark’s chest heaved as he caught his breath, his cock still twitching in his hand. He looked down at Olivia, admiring the way his cum looked on her skin. He felt a surge of possessiveness, a need to claim her fully. He was hers, and she was his.
Olivia looked up at him, her green eyes filled with a mix of lust and determination. "Put it back in babe" she said, her voice barely above a whisper, but with an intensity that made Mark's cock twitch.
He looked down at her, a question in his eyes, but Olivia just nodded, her eyes never leaving his. He grabbed his cock and slid it slowly back inside her. Still extra sensitive from his orgasm, the feeling of her hot pussy gripping his cock was almost too much.
He groaned, a deep sound from the back of his throat, as he slid inch by inch into her. "Fuck, that feels so fucking good" he said, starting to move slowly, his hips rocking against hers.
"Do you like that?" Olivia asked, her voice a sultry whisper.
Mark nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck yeah, I like it," he said, his voice hoarse with need. "Your pussy feels so fucking good, baby. I've never felt anything as good as this before"
Mark groaned, his eyes closed as he savored the sensation of being inside Olivia again so soon after he'd come.
Olivia's hands gripped his hips, guiding him as she moved against him. "You feel so fucking good inside me," she moaned, her voice a husky whisper.
Mark finally reached the point where he couldn't take it anymore, pulled out and collapsed on top of Olivia.
His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. He kissed her deeply, tasting a mix of their sweat on her lips. He couldn't believe how incredible that felt.
"Fuck, Olivia," he panted. "That was...unbelievable."
Olivia smiled, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. "You liked that, did you?" she asked, her voice sultry.
Mark nodded, still trying to catch his breath. "Yeah, I fucking did.
I've never felt anything like that before, Olivia," Mark said, his voice still raspy with desire. He looked down at her, his dark hair matted with sweat, his eyes filled with a mix of love and lust. He couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside her again, so soon after he'd come.
"We're definitely going to have to do that again sometime" he murmured, his lips against hers.
Olivia smiled, her hands moving to his chest, feeling his muscles twitch beneath her fingertips.
"Oh, we will"