I pay the pizza guy and start back up stairs, my thoughts racing a mile a minute. Questions whirl around in my head, I didn’t think that I could want this so bad.
I get back upstairs and see Olivia looking at me with a devilish grin. I smile back at her, and walk over, setting the pizzas down between us. I open them up, spreading them between us, but Olivia doesn’t seem that appealed by them. I’m not really that hungry either.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, hoping she says no.
She looks at me, and smiles a little, and then it turns into a grin.
“Yes…. but not for food” she smiles while putting the pizza on the floor, and then looking up at me with a seductive smile. My body is getting hotter, and my pussy is starting to get wet. She slowly pushes me onto my back, wrapping her arms around my waist, and kisses me. Softly at first, and then again with passion. Our tongues are dancing with each others, and she brings a hand up onto my breast, and starts groping them, gently then hard, pinching my nipples slightly. I moan. But she’s getting tired of the cloth to cloth contact, so she pulls back and rips my shirt over my head, exposing my breasts in their bra. She makes short work of that too and, in what seems like no time at all, I’m completely uncovered waist up. She breaks the kiss again, and slowly starts trailing down my neck, collarbone, until she finally plants her mouth over my left breast. She starts sucking, and flicking her tongue over my nipple, I let out a moan of pleasure. My pussy is now dripping with desire, and I push her up so I can get her shirt off too.