Her words and clear pleasure made Oliver smile like he didn't know possible. Of course, it took him a moment to adjust, the build up and the pleasantness of her, how wonderful she felt, was enough to momentarily be a worry that it would be over far too soon. But after a pause, he opened his eyes and ran a hand along the curve of her body, pulling her closer to him, and began to move his hips, dipping deeper inside her and pulling out again, slowly at first, but building up speed. "You're the one who feels so good," he teased, kissing her neck, his hands caressing her.
He'd had sex loads of times. Maybe not with quite as many women as was rumored, but his fair share. The last time had meant next to nothing and had left him feeling empty and hollow. This? It wasn't insanely creative, but it hit him in ways nothing ever had. His lips found hers and he was lost in how wonderful she was.