Spelivia Diaries: Shots of Love

FMU

"Baby, what?" When she was within arms reach, his hand looped her waist pulling her into him. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, gripping her by the back of her head, fisting her hair, sliding his other hand from her waist to her ass. He pulled her into him, like he wanted to absorb her. Like they weren't even meant to be two, separate people. He inhaled the scent of her hair, and Olivia melted, soft hands reaching around his neck. She lived for him. Their connection. Such an gentle piece and work of an man. He didn't even speak. He just kissed her cheek, pulled back, grabbing her hand to lead her out of the house. They were halfway to his car when he heard her voice behind him.

"Spencer" she said, planting her feet to get him to stop moving. He glanced back, double taking, seeing Olivia holding her silk panties up with one finger before balling them in her hand, tossing them straight to his chest.

"I mean. We can be late" There was going to be an slight delay to his brother in law's and sister in law's house for dinner.

"Agh!" she screamed in laughter as he doubled back for her, scooping her up and pressing her back against the side of the house. Cloaked in the shadows of the trees that lined their driveway, they kissed. Olivia undid the buckle to his belt, tackling his Ferragamo pants. She freed him, as her eyes shut closed. Strength and a whole man in the palm of her hands. She bit her lip, as he pushed into her. Olivia tensed because she knew what her husband was working with in them pants.

"Breathe" he whispered, giving her air. Lips so close to hers that she inhaled every word he spoke. He kissed her. He groaned, as he tensed into her.

"Damn" He loved how soaked she was for him. Everytime. Anytime. Always ready.

"Go slow tonight" she mouthed, timidly.

"I don't really have an choice baby. You keep me weak for you. Fuckk, you can't keep me out of it. Don't do me like that. What I do baby? Whatever it was, I'm sorry. I need to feel this. Don't leave me hanging like that" His voice pained, as he stroked her slowly, sliding all of him into her until he hit the bottom. He anchored her up the wall. Everytime the base of his dick met her clit, he stroked her in circles, playing with it, letting the pressure of his body knead pleasure from her nub.

"I won't, baby, I won't" she cried out.

"Unnnnnnnnhh. Alonzo, wait, baby, wait"

Her cries urged him further. He gripped beneath her ass, spreading her open, fucking her deeper. The flood light over their driveway came on and Spencer looked down at the mess he was making. She was drippin all over his pants and he loved the visual, his dick sliding into her wetness. Her swollen clit, peeking through her glossed lips. He gained an taste for her. Watching the way her body worked. He wanted to put his mouth on her. Wanting to run his tongue through each fold of her flesh, then suck on her clit until his stomach ached. His fingers dug into her skin, teeth biting into his bottom lip. Grunts of pleasure escaped his throat with every stroke.

"I'ma nut baby, if you keep saying my name like that" He admitted, as he squeezed his own eyes shut as her hands clung to his neck. He pressed his forehead to hers, slowing down, only Olivia kept going. Legs wrapped around him like a vice grip, he mended her middle. Spencer closed the space between them, because Olivia was working him.

"Mmm, damn, Liv you got to stop baby"

"Hubby, nooooo" she called. He gripped her ass tighter, keeping her locked on his print, pressing her into the side of the house more.

"Woman you're killing me" He panted, kissing her and swallowing her entire tongue.

"That's who you are" She heaved, as he lifted her, sliding her on and off his dick, internally choosing if he should keep hitting it or pull out with every pump.