Alpha Oliver
I didn’t want to make either of us any more nervous than it needed to be.
Oliver eventually finds the zip and pulls it down at lightning speed, trying to make up for lost time, swearing as I step out of tonight's outfit, revealing a very naked self. I couldn’t even wear a bra with this dress. I had to go all out.
“You need a spanking for this,” he grumbles, running his hands through his hair, trying to control himself. I don’t need control. I need him.
Oliver yanks off the rest of his pants before I can pull him back into a deep kiss, hoping that he’ll see that right now he’s all I need.