#sorp

"Come on Liv, I gotta pack.”  

Olivia wrapped her arms around his waist  unbuttoning the shirt he was trying to get buttoned.  She ran her long soft fingers up the rippling muscles of his torso, pushing the shirt open and pulling it back off his broad shoulders.  

He let out a long exhale. “Liv, I can’t keep everyone waiting.”  

Olivia eyed the large bulge on display through his boxer briefs and palmed him through the layer.  He threw his head back and let out a low growl from his throat.  He reached his hand down grasping her wrist, and raised his eyebrow in challenge. Her white teeth scraped along her plump red lip as they pulled into a sly grin.

“Fine," he relented. "One more time, but then this is gonna have to last you until I’m back."  He tackled her already naked form, capturing her lips in his as she wrapped her bare legs around his waist.  His kisses were  deep and full of passion. He grazed his teeth against her soft red lips and captured her green eyes as he ground his hips against her. Watching her head fall back on the pillow, exposing her long ivory neck, drove him fucking wild.  

His tongue worked expertly biting and nipping down her neck and then down to her collarbone, as he licked a long line across to her shoulder.  She ran her hands through his hair, whimpering under his touch.  His hand descended to her dripping, throbbing center.  She was already ready for him. 

Hell, she was always ready for him.  

He pulled his boxers down and in one long, powerful thrust, he buried himself into her tight heat.  Olivia's voice broke as she cried out in ecstasy. Their bodies were fused together, their lips kissing, licking and sucking anywhere they could touch. 

Olivia felt her coil tightening as his pace increased.  He felt it too and he moved his hand down between them, circling her clit vigorously.  She came, gushing on his cock as she screamed his name.  He continued thrusting through her orgasm, feeling her squeeze him from the inside. He crashed a moment later, pouring his seed deep inside her.  

They were breathless, again, and fully satisfied. He exhaled deeply, kissing her softly as he propped himself on his elbows on either side of her head. His kisses were long and languid now, in stark contrast to the urgent,  needy ones a few moments before.  

“Do you really have to go?” Olivia asked.

He gave her a knowing smirk. "You know I do, Liv. And soon, too." 

He sat up, shrugging his shirt on, buttoning it deftly and then slipped on his boxer briefs and jeans. 

“Having a pre-bachelor party is just an excuse for you guys to go slap your dicks around New York….filthy place.” Olivia rolled her eyes.

He chuckled, “I assure you we will not be 'slapping our dicks around'."  He turned, giving her a soft kiss on the lips.  “I’ll see you in a few days, Liv.”  

She kissed him back, softly whispering "I love you”,  but she wasn't sure if he didn’t hear her or simply chose not to.  

He gave her a final smile as he opened the door. As he was closing it behind him, she shouted, “Hey Drake! Tell Liam and Max I said to have fun."