Chapter 28
CHAPTER
TWENTY-EIGHT
HARRISON
Olive looks up at me for a long moment. I’ve just confessed my love for her, and she’s silent. My heart is pounding in my chest as I wait. I’ve laid out all my cards on the table. There’s nothing left. I will either win or lose the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
“I love you, Harrison.”
My breath gusts out of me, and I nearly collapse with relief.
I’m filled with love and happiness. I hold her close, pressing kisses to her forehead, nose, cheeks.
I bestow her with kisses of thanks, showing her exactly how I feel.
When my lips finally meet hers, she opens for me, and I don’t hesitate to dive in.
Our kiss starts off slow and sweet, then turns into a heated kiss of reunion.
Her hands fist in my shirt as mine trail over her back.
One going up to tangle in her hair and the other to her lower back, pinning her small frame to my larger one.
She moans when she feels my hardness pressing against her.
She doesn’t shy away from it. Instead, she rubs against it, teasing me.
“Olive, baby,” I groan.
“Harrison…”
“Not here,” I say, though I’m still rubbing against her, squeezing her ass and kissing a line up and down her neck. Stopping is the furthest thing from my mind, but there are cameras all over the office now, and I refuse to share any part of Olive with anyone.
“Let’s go then,” she gasps.
I take her lips in another fierce kiss. I pour every bit of my love into it. When I break the kiss, we are both breathing heavily.
Our fingers twine together, neither of us wanting to part. The drive to her apartment is shorter than the one to my penthouse. Within twenty minutes, we are stumbling into her place, our lips and hands ravenous for each other.
I lift her in my arms and carry her into the bedroom.
I set her on her feet, and she quickly whips her dress off, leaving her standing before me in nothing but black lace.
Her bra barely holds her beautiful breasts and her panties are so small they are practically nonexistent. She’s a fucking wet dream.
She saunters up to me, a sexy smirk on her face. “Like what you see?” she teases.
“You know I do. You’re fucking gorgeous. Every inch of you.”
She lets out a sexy chuckle as she slowly starts unbuttoning my shirt.
Her lips kissing every inch of my skin she reveals, until she’s kneeling in front of me.
She nuzzles my erection with her cheek through my pants.
Those bright blue eyes look up at me. Olive makes quick work of my belt and pants, then she’s pushing both my pants and boxers down. My cock springs free, hard and aching.
I nearly swallow my own tongue when her lips part, and her pink tongue swipes at the drop of precum on my tip.
“Fuck,” I groan.
“Mmm…” she moans, taking the head into her mouth and licking it with teasing circles.
My eyes want to close, but I force them open so I can watch her. The inches of my cock slowly disappear between her lips. I fist my hands at my sides in an attempt to keep them from fisting in her hair. I will myself to be content with whatever she gives me.
Tonight is all about her.
She licks and sucks at my cock like it’s her favorite treat until I’m on the verge of coming. “Olive, baby, have mercy…”
Her lips pop off my cock and tilt up in a saucy smirk. “I thought I was having mercy.”
I hold her face between my hands and lean down, kissing her swollen lips. “I want to be inside you when I come.”
She nods her head enthusiastically. I chuckle. “Do you want my cock?”
“Yesss…” she hisses.
I pick her up and toss her bodily on the bed.
I don’t hesitate to follow after her. My lips teasing at hers before moving down.
I unclasp her sexy bra and toss it aside.
Her nipples are hard bullets waiting for my mouth.
I don’t disappoint them. I lick the first one, then the other, kissing and nipping at the turgid peaks.
Olive runs her fingers through my hair, moaning encouragement. Her hips grind up into my hard length, teasing us both. I grip her hip, stopping her movements. I refuse to come without being deep inside the pussy of the woman I love, and she’s pushing me closer and closer to the edge of my resolve.
“Please…”
I growl into her breast, then kiss my way down her body until I’m between her legs, mouth poised over her soaking wet pussy. Her black panties are clinging to her delicate folds. I slowly remove them, teasing her with light kisses.
“So wet for me,” I growl.
“All for you.”
Damn straight it is.
I lick her from bottom to top, avoiding the little pearl at the top.
I know that she wants me to dive right in and give her the ultimate pleasure, but I want to take my time with her.
I want her out of her mind with need by the time I slide inside her.
I dip my tongue inside her and fuck her with it shallowly before licking up around her clit, still not touching the needy bundle of nerves.
I do this several times before Olive’s hands pull on my hair, yanking me up to her lips for a drugging kiss.
“Enough,” she gasps. “Make love to me, Harrison. Now.”
“So demanding.”
“More like so turned on I ache for you.”
“Can’t let that happen. Nothing but pleasure for my angel.”
I reach for a condom, but she stops my hand. “I’m on the pill,” she says shyly. “I mean if you don’t want—”
I stop her words with a hungry kiss. Is she crazy? Of course I want to feel the woman I love bare. Fuck, just thinking about how it’ll feel to slide into her without a condom has cum dripping from my cock.
“I’ve never… not without a condom,” I tell her, letting her know she can trust me with this.
“Me either,” she says with a laugh.
I give her a smirk, knowing damn well she hasn’t since I own that sweet cherry of hers already.
Slowly I ease inside her. The wet clench of her pussy is heaven.
She’s hot and wet. So ready for my cock.
Her pussy squeezes down on me, causing my eyes to roll back into my head.
I’ve never felt anything as amazing as Olive’s bare cunt surrounding my length.
“Oh, God, Harrison…”
“I know, baby. Fuck, you’re so tight around me.”
I bury myself to the hilt, pausing deep inside her as I try to gain control. I refuse to come so quickly.
“Please, move,” she begs, shifting below me restlessly.
“I’m barely holding on to my control,” I growl.
Olive’s fingers run up my back, almost ticklish before running down my shoulders roughly. I know she’s scratched me hard enough to leave marks. “Lose control,” she pleads. “Fuck me.”
The last of my self-control flies away like ash in the wind.
I pull back, slowly, dragging each inch out until I’m poised at her entrance with just the tip of my cock.
I look down at her, taking in her blonde hair spread out on the bed beneath her.
Those blue eyes are of hers hooded with lust and desire.
Her rosy lips parted on a breath. She’s a fucking dream come true. A dream I didn’t even know I wanted.
I plunge back inside her, hard and fast.
“Yes!” she cries out.
“You want me hard and fast?” I snarl into her lips, taking them in a rough kiss.
She lets out a noise somewhere between a moan and a yes. I snap my hips forward, fucking her just like she wants. Just like we both want. I slip my hand between us, rubbing her clit in unforgiving circles. Her pussy squeezes tight around me as nonsense drips from her lips.
Her back arches, and her pussy throbs around me. “Oh God, Harrison, I’m gonna come…”
“Do it. Come on my cock.”
I piston in and out of her, fucking her into the mattress. Her lips part on a scream as her cunt locks down on my thrusting cock. Her orgasm has the breath seizing in her chest and her eyes squeezing closed. Her nails are digging into my back while her pussy milks my cock so perfectly.
So perfectly that I can’t hold back another second. My lower back tingles, and my balls draw up tight. My release has stars dancing in my vision. My whole body clenches and releases as I empty inside her still clenching sheath.
Once we are both spent, I collapse over her, barely catching myself on my elbows before I crush her.
Her arms wrap around my neck and her legs around my waist as she pulls me down on top of her.
Her lips seek out mine in a slow, sensual kiss.
My cock jerks inside her, but we are both completely spent.
The kiss says way more than words ever could, but I’ve learned how important words are, and I won’t ever make the same mistake twice. “I love you, Olive.”
She smiles happily. “I love you, too, Harrison.
I roll over, pulling her with me, so she’s resting on my chest. I run my fingertips up and down her back, loving the content sigh she makes.
“Now what?” she asks quietly.
“Now you’re mine, and there’s no going back.”
She rests her chin on my chest and smiles up at me. “Yours, huh?”
I nod. “Yep. One hundred percent mine.”
“That means you’re mine too then.”
“Always, angel.”