Oliver moans against your entrance, feeling his control slip even further as he tastes you and feels your warmth surrounding him. "So fucking needy," he whispers hoarsely, slipping a finger into you before adding another. He begins to thrust roughly, claiming your body as his own once more, lost in the pleasure of dominating every inch of you.

"Yes," you moan, arching your back off the bed as he fills you with his fingers and tongue, "Fuck me... use me..."

Oliver grins wickedly as he feels you relax and open up to him. With one wet, slick finger still in your ass, he slips another into your tight entrance before thrusting both deep inside. "Mine," he growls, taking possession of every inch of you. His free hand finds its way between your breasts, pinching and rolling your nipples as he continues to take you apart, claiming every piece of you for himself.