Chapter 16
Chapter
Sixteen
Highland
I smelled her sweet scent as soon as I walked into my bedroom. It was different having another woman in my space after so long, but with Olive, I swear everything always felt so natural, so familiar.
I couldn’t help but stare at her bare back as she lay face down, with cute, light snores coming out.
I dropped my towel and pulled the cover back to see she was fully naked.
I dropped to my knees, shooting a quick prayer up to God, making sure to include Olive and Jo-Jo in it when it was time to thank him for the blessings. After that, it was like I couldn’t move fast enough as I got in the bed, wrapping my arms around Olive, pulling her to face me.
“I tried to stay up, baby, but that tub relaxed me too good,” she mumbled as she tossed her arms around my neck. I grabbed her leg, spreading it so I could fit between her thighs.
“Good, that was the goal, baby,” I said, kissing Olive’s lips. Even through her sleepy state, I could taste the wintermint flavored toothpaste still on her tongue. My hands went to work as I caressed her body, rubbing nice and slow down her back until roughly gripping her ass.
“Mm… baby,” she moaned into my mouth, instantly waking my dick up. My plan was just to hold her, but now I had other plans as I began to fondle her nipple before I pushed her titty up so I could flick my tongue against her chocolate chip.
I moaned at the taste of her skin as I sucked her nipple into my mouth. She tasted so fucking good.
“Baby, the kids.” Olive said that shit like I gave a fuck. They had been blocking since I met them when she was picking them up from camp. This was my time and I was going to make my woman feel good.
The heat radiating from her pussy caused me to thrust into her, craving more of her warmth on my dick.
“Captainnn,” Olive whined in a whisper as she began to match me with grinds on my dick, going the extra mile so I could feel her slickness that had me lifting her leg higher and slipping my dick inside her.
Olive’s automatic response to clench me tightly had me closing my eyes as I said a silent prayer for the will power to not bust prematurely, especially since I just went in raw.
And, it’s too late now, because I’m not pulling out until I’m done.
“Got fucking damn, Olive. You feel so good, baby. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to sliding deep inside of you.
This good pussy be choking the fuck outta me and giving me life all at the same damn time, baby.
” My strokes were deliberately slow as I calculated how many I could give her before I lost control inside of her.
“Go harder, Captain,” Olive panted while scratching the back of my shoulders.
“Sshh….I got my pussy. She’s telling me you love these strong, deep, slow strokes I’m giving you, baby. I know you feel yourself spilling out right now, all over this dick,” I growled into her ear before I bit the lobe.
“Oooh, Captain, baby I wanna cum on this dick.” Olive’s words came out strained as I cuffed her neck, tracing my tongue along her lips. She was close and I was right behind her.
“It’s yours, baby, do that shit.” I took possession of her mouth to muffle her cries as her body tensed. Olive wet me up with me filling her with everything I had as our moans swapped back and forth.
“Damn, Olive, I’m falling hard.”
“Me too, Captain.”
Tunk: Yo, if you’re still coming, she has about fifteen minutes left before this session ends.
Me: I’m here already. Come open the door.
It hadn’t even been a full eight hours since Olive left me and I was already popping up on her. After last night, all I wanted to do was be with my woman. So, here I was, bringing her lunch.
As soon as Tunk swung the door open, he started going in.
“Damn, fool, didn’t y’all just part ways two hours ago? You might want to go missing for a minute or two so she can miss you.”
I pushed past him as I made my way into the apartment. I still wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea of Olive being a professional cuddler and the setting being in a whole ass apartment didn’t help the thought of it all.
“Man, shut up and be useful and put these in water for her and set them on the island. I want them to be the first thing she sees when she comes out of her session.” I put the bouquet of yellow and pink tulips in his hand while I placed the food bag and drinks from Total Greens on the counter and began to take out the containers.
“Go into the office. I’ll finish setting up everything for you.”
“Thanks, man.” I took the small walk to the office and took a seat in front of the monitor.
I busied myself with the two new seashells I picked today before I made my way to her.
I looked around for a permanent marker when my eyes landed on the screen.
I knew I shouldn’t have been paying attention too much since Olive was with a client, but the position she was in with him had my nostrils flaring and my jaw clenching tightly.
Lando, be cool. She’s just working.
But she’s holding him how she held me.
“Yeah, hell no, that’s not going to make it too long with me.”
I watched Olive closely as I ran my tongue over my top teeth, trying to calm down because I was two seconds from busting in there and breaking this shit the fuck up.
I didn’t like the idea of Olive holding another man or him being this close and personal with her.
I didn’t give a fuck about no waiver or whatever rules she supposedly put in place.
When they switched positions and now Olive was the little spoon, I was up and moving toward the door but Tunk coming in blocked my way.
“Yo, where you going, fool? She’s still in her session.”
“To end whatever the fuck is going on in that gotdamn room. They’re practically on that muthafucking bed dry humping and shit. Ain’t nobody said the shit was like this.” Tunk chuckled as he looked past me at the monitor, then kissed his teeth.
“Man, chill. Liv ain’t dry humping shit. She’s doing her cuddle therapy thing. What did you think cuddle meant in her line of work?”
I shrugged. “Shit, I don’t know. But not this.”
Tunk chuckled but wasn’t shit funny to me at this moment. Not when my Olive, the woman I just made love to last night and left all of myself inside, was laid up with another man.
“It ain’t that deep, Lando.”
“It is that deep when my woman is playing little spoon to this muthafucka. Or when she’s holding his ass…
Yeah, naw. Ain’t no fucking way this shit gon’ make it with me.
And yo’ ass wouldn’t be cool if that was your woman in there.
” I pointed to the screen that seemed to double in size as I looked on and watched Olive smile as she talked to her client.
The longer I stared, the more my anger rose.
Tunk let out a humorless snicker. “Naw, you right. All I’m saying is if you want to address the situation, wait until she’s done. Because regardless of everything, this is Liv’s livelihood that supports not just her but her son.”
I released a heavy sigh, grabbing the back of my neck.
“Fuck!” I knew my brother was right so I sat there and waited for what felt like forever until she walked him out. Olive barely had a chance to close the door before I was moving. She had her back to me as she was taking in the lunch set up with the bouquet of flowers. Olive called to Tunk.
“Tunk, did your—” She stopped and turned to me, smile wide, eyes bright, and bare faced with her hair pulled up in a messy ponytail.
My God, she’s beautiful.
“Captain! What is all this?” She tossed her arms around my neck, covering me with a mixture of her scent and another that wasn’t mine. I closed my eyes and bit down on my back teeth as I gently removed her arms.
“I wanted to surprise you for lunch. C’mon, let me feed you before your next client gets here.”
“Okay, but we don’t have to rush. I only had one client today. So I’m all yours, Captain.” I offered her a dry smirk as I walked her over to the table, pulling out the chair for her then kissing the back of her hand while I went to get the food.
“All mine, huh?” I said with probably too much sarcasm laced in my tone as I made my way back over to her, setting her chicken Alfredo salad in front of her. I had left mine on the counter since I had lost my appetite.
“Yes, all yours. Oh my gosh, this looks good, baby. Thank you.” Olive grabbed my hand, preventing me from leaving her space.
She pulled me down and pressed her lips on mine and I hated how tempted I was to say fuck my feelings about this shit and let it just ride.
But as I closed my eyes, all I could see was her laying there with his arms around her waist and a foreign scent of another man hit me, further pissing me off.
I broke the kiss and took a seat across from her, still not saying much.
“Wait, Highland, you’re not eating with me?”
I shook my head. “Naw, I’m not hungry. You eat though. Enjoy it.” My tone was sharp, which was enough for Olive to finally look at me.
She pushed out a humorless chuckle as she shook her head and licked her lips.
“Oh, I get it now. How long have you been here? Were you watching on the monitor?”
“Enough to know I was seconds from breaking that fucking door down. You ain’t say it was all like that, Liv.
That muthafucka had his gotdamn dick lodged against my woman’s ass and I’m just supposed to be okay with that shit.
And all I saw was you all smiles like you enjoyed it.
Not to mention, the same way you held him was the same way you called yourself providing some type of comfort to me. I guess ain’t shit special over here.”
“Highland, what I do for my clients is not the same as what I give to you. And his dick wasn’t on my ass. There is a space gap between us. I told you I always keep things professional.”
“Yeah, well, the shit looks the same to me. Whether it’s you holding them how you do me or them how I would do you, it’s too much for me.”