Chapter 16
SIXTEEN
TAJ
A groan slid up my throat and escaped.
I had one hand clenched in a fist, the other gripping a fistful of Olivia’s hair. “You were right, baby.”
My beautiful girl freed my cock from the confines of her perfect mouth and looked up my body to meet my gaze. “Right about what?”
Damn.
She was exquisite.
And with those pretty pink lips pressed against the tip of my dick, I was tempted to stay silent just to keep her like that for a little bit longer. But the sooner I offered an explanation, the sooner she’d likely part those lips and continue what she’d been doing.
“There’re plenty of better things to do instead of watching television,” I clarified. “And being woken up like this is far more pleasing than having to hear the blaring sounds of an alarm.”
She smiled, a gleam in her eyes, as she stroked me. “So, it’s good?”
I groaned again. “The best.”
“Would you like me to continue, or did you have something else you wanted to discuss?”
“Please continue.”
Olivia didn’t hesitate. She took me back inside the warmth and wetness of her mouth, and my head dropped back onto the pillow. She was phenomenal with her mouth, licking and sucking to perfection.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. Everything else she’d done from that very first kiss we shared had been wonderful. And this weekend was the best of it.
We’d barely managed to tear ourselves apart from one another long enough to eat some food, rest for a few hours, and make some progress on Olivia’s puzzle. It had been my favorite weekend of my whole life.
How could it not be, when I’d spent all of it buried in her, lost in all of it?
Savoring the sounds of her every moan, exploring each inch of her beautiful body, kissing, touching, and tasting.
I was the luckiest man. I’d be forever grateful that she’d been willing to take a chance on me, to give us a chance to have something more than just friendship.
Now, it was Monday morning, and I had to head back into work. And for the first time that I could ever remember, I didn’t mind that I might be delayed in arriving if this was what I was getting as a result.
Because Olivia’s enthusiasm and excitement weren’t reserved just for fun activities outside the house. That eagerness to have fun and enjoy every moment of her life extended to the bedroom, too.
And she was good at it.
For someone who’d spent a small portion of our weekend informing me she’d never felt this level of desire or intimacy with anyone before, Olivia wasn’t lacking when it came to the physical expression of her feelings. It was nice to know the connection wasn’t just one-sided.
So, I stopped thinking about everything else and just enjoyed what Olivia was doing for me. She teased me in a way that felt like she was getting pleasure out of it. Like it excited and pleased her to drive me wild.
She stroked, sucked, and hummed. She went slow before going fast. She played at the tip and took me in deep. Olivia gave it all and more.
When I dared to look down at her again, my girl flicked those gorgeous green eyes up to meet mine. There was no better sight than that sparkle in her eyes while her pretty lips were wrapped around me. Then she moaned and reached down between her own legs, and I lost it.
To know she was that turned on by pleasing me undid me.
I surged up, reached for her, and barely allowed her words of protest to register as I flipped her over and spread her legs.
I gave myself mere seconds to appreciate the view of her naked, bared, and glistening before I buried my face between her legs.
God, one taste.
One taste of her was all it took.
I’d loved having her mouth wrapped around me, loved looking down my body to watch her sucking my cock. But nothing was better than being just like this, with her thighs draped over my shoulders while I lapped at her.
Olivia moaned and squirmed, and the sounds coming from her only enhanced my enjoyment.
“Taj,” she moaned.
And that right there was just one more thing I didn’t think I could live without.
Olivia had once said she wanted me to give her a reason to stay in Rising Sun, but I was going to have to find hundreds of them.
Because I didn’t think I’d survive if ever there came a time when I couldn’t hear her say my name like that.
Olivia was so turned on, it didn’t take long for her breathing to change, for her moans to become whimpers. My hands gripped her thighs tighter; my tongue flicked over her clit faster. Then she was coming apart, her body wracked by shudders as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
My dick was like stone, pressing into the mattress as I saw her through to the end, wanting every last drop of her before I pulled away.
Within seconds, I’d rolled on a condom, flipped her over, and drove into her from behind. Olivia’s head flew back, her ass tilting higher, as she dropped down to her forearms on a moan.
“Fuck, baby. Do you know how good you feel?”
“Taj,” she panted, pressing her cheek into the mattress as she squeezed me from inside.
“You’re perfect, Olivia. Everything about you is perfect for me.”
Somehow, she angled her hips and gave me deeper access. My fingertips bit into the flesh at her hips, and I thrust mercilessly into her. I wanted this to go on forever, but I was barreling toward that edge.
My hand snaked around the front of her body, went between her legs, and worked to help her get there with me.
We climbed higher and higher, and the need to have my mouth on hers took over. Keeping one hand between her thighs, my other went to her hair. I tugged only hard enough to lift her up, so her back was pressed against my chest, her mouth angled to meet mine.
My tongue drove into her mouth as my hips continued to thrust. The heady scent of sex filled the room around our sweat-slicked skin, and when the sound of Olivia’s moans changed, I knew she’d gotten to where I intended for her to go.
With just a few more strokes, we both went tumbling over that cliff.
We soared over it together, and though my mouth never left hers, I slowed my thrusts in the process. When my hips came to a stop, I tugged on her hair, separated our mouths, and said, “You make an excellent case for working less.”
Her expression was soft and lazy as she laughed. “I’m happy to get you to see there’s more to life than just work.”
Olivia’s belly growled.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and I chuckled. “Like breakfast, right?”
“Maybe,” she murmured.
I kissed her again, pulled out, and said, “Let’s get cleaned up, so we can eat.”
Following a quick breakfast, I stood just inside the front door of Olivia’s apartment with her in my arms.
“This was the best weekend,” she said, her eyes bright and shining.
I smiled before kissing the tip of her nose. “I was thinking the very same thing this morning.”
“Back to reality,” she murmured.
Laughing, I said, “I think it’s a good thing, though. Don’t you? We can’t become completely unproductive.”
She smiled. “I’d never dream of having my workaholic guy stop doing what he loves.”
“And you’re going to find something you love to do, too.” My arms tightened around her waist. “The search continues this week, right?”
“Eager to make sure I get a job, are you?”
I shrugged. “Just doing what I can to make sure you don’t have a reason to skip town. I figure that finding your career path here might solidify your decision to stay.”
Olivia tipped her head to the side. “My decision to stay was already solidified, Taj. If it hadn’t been, this weekend with you wouldn’t have happened.”
Lifting a hand to the side of her face, I brushed a lock of her hair back and tucked it behind her ear. “That’s good to know. And I hope you know that I’m not expecting you to become a workaholic like me, but I do think you’ll be so much happier when you find whatever it is you were meant to do.”
“I agree with you. So, while I’m justifiably sad you have to leave this morning, it’s a good thing, because after all the stuff you did to me this weekend, you made a great case for staying in bed all the time.”
I chuckled and hugged her, burying my face against her neck. After kissing her there, I lifted my mouth to her ear and whispered, “I aim to please.”
My girl shivered in my arms, a triumphant smile spreading across my face as I pulled back to look at her. “Don’t look so proud of yourself.”
“Right. Sorry. Okay, baby, I’ve got to get going. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Okay. Have a good day, Taj.”
“You, too. And good luck on the search today.”
We shared one last kiss, and a moment later, I was gone.
Two and a half hours after I left Olivia’s place, I should’ve been feeling irritated. Or, at the very least, I should’ve been freaking out. Normally, I would’ve been.
Because my project on the old warehouse had hit a snag, and the completion was going to be pushed back a couple of weeks as a result.
I was in the middle of reviewing some documents related to the problem when a knock came at my office door. Tearing my attention away from the papers in front of me, I was surprised to see my dad there.
“Hey, Dad. What’s going on?”
He looked so relaxed. Like he had not a care in the world. “Not much. It’s been quite a long while since I’ve visited. I thought I’d check out how things were going. Maybe visit the old warehouse.”
I sighed. “I’m happy to join you over there to show you what they’ve done, but we ran into an issue this morning.”
My dad lowered himself into the chair on the opposite side of the desk that used to be his. “What happened?”
“It’s not anything that can’t be addressed, but the project is going to be delayed a couple of weeks,” I shared.
“The electrician stopped over here this morning and told me that they need to add another panel in. Our single four-hundred-amp panel isn’t enough with all the new equipment and the addition. ”
“Really? That’s surprising. I would’ve thought there was plenty of juice there for what you need.”