Chapter 18
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
OLIVIA
I watch him drive away, still in shock that he took my toy from me. I’ve never met a guy who can be so blatantly sure of himself and arrogant, but also has this softer side that will melt your heart in seconds, reducing you to puddles.
Walking back inside, I close the door and head to the wine rack. I’ve still got a slight buzz going on from earlier, so I might as well have one more while I relax in a bubble bath. A lot happened today, and I could use the quiet time to unwind.
I pour myself a glass of red before checking on Bee real quick. I smile when I see her little frame sleeping peacefully. Brushing back her soft curls, I place a kiss on her forehead where Miles’s lips touched moments before.
Walking back to my bedroom, I pick up my romance book from my nightstand and sink into the warm water with a sigh. I’ve always loved bubble baths and getting lost in a good book.
Sipping my wine, I feel my body begin to relax as I immerse myself in the words.
Images of Miles keep appearing in my head when the female character spreads her legs wide as the guy she loves drops to his knees.
I try to block him out and stick to the couple in the book, but before I know it, he’s taken over my male character, and I become her as he feasts on me.
All I can picture is him doing those things to me in this book.
My body responds at the thought of him kneeling before me as a deep ache starts to form between my legs.
I’m pressing my thighs together as I remember this afternoon and what it felt like to have him touch me.
Closing my eyes, I lean back, leaving the book forgotten beside me, as I lower it to the floor with a thud.
My hand roams my breasts, and a small moan escapes me. I’m so turned on right now that just a graze over my sensitive nipples has me on edge as I imagine it’s his hands doing the touching.
My phone dings on the table next to the tub, and I quickly shoot up, disoriented from being pulled from my fantasy.
Wiping my hands on a towel, I see a text message from Miles. Speak of the devil. Seems like no matter how hard I try, he always finds a way to invade my thoughts.
Opening the text, I stared wide-eyed at the picture he just sent me. It’s a picture of Gizmo happily chewing on my pink vibrator.
Olivia
What the hell! You gave my toy to your dog?
I type furiously back to him.
Miles
He loves it. Since you won’t be needing it again, I thought I would let him have some fun before I threw it away.
Olivia
I can’t believe you. That was my favorite, and now I’ll have to buy a new one because it has dog slobber and teeth marks all over it.
Miles
You don’t need a new one. I already told you, you have me.
I stare at the text, torn between being mad and wanting to use him right now to help finish what I had started.
Settling back in the tub, I decide he owes me this since he took my pink toy from me. Holding out my phone, I snap a selfie. The bubbles cover me where I’m not showing anything private, but show just enough to make him think. I hit send before I chicken out.
My heart picks up speed as I wait for the three dots to appear and take another sip of wine. The phone rings seconds later with a FaceTime call. Of course, he wouldn’t just do a regular call. Miles likes to do and see it all.
Taking a deep breath, I hit accept, and his large frame fills the screen.
He’s shirtless, leaning against his headboard.
His hair is messy, like he just ran his fingers through it, and a black sheet hangs low on his hips.
From what I can tell, he’s completely naked underneath.
My eyes devour the scene before me, and I’ve never been more thankful for the technology of video calls than I am right now.
Thank you, Apple.
“Feeling selfish, Olivia?” His voice is smooth and dark as his eyes roam over me. I feel the bubbles slide down me as I sit up further, and his greys darken as my nipples peek through.
“I figured you owed me since your dog is now enjoying what I could be using right now.”
He runs his tongue over his lip ring before sucking it in and releasing it. “That’s fair. On one condition, though.”
“I don’t think you’re in a position to be making demands.” I swallow past the desire coursing through my veins as his eyes lock on mine .
“Oh, but I am,” he smiles wickedly. “I’ve got what you need to make that sweet pussy satisfied.
” His hand roams down his hard abs and stops right where I want him to keep going.
I see his hard outline through the sheet, and I find myself wanting to do anything he says just to get a glimpse at what I know lies underneath.
“What’s the condition?” I whisper.
“I want to watch, and you have to do exactly what I say.”
“Only if I get to watch you.”
“I’m all yours, honey. Feel free to stare all you want.” He whips off the sheet, and my eyes soak every bit of him in. He’s hard and fully aroused as his hand slides down his length in a firm grip. His dark eyes watch me, watch him as his hand slides over the thick veins.
“Prop me up where I can see you. You’re going to need two hands for this.” His voice pulls me out of the hypnotic rhythm I’m watching. I quickly pull the table closer and use a potted plant to prop my phone up so I’m close enough to watch, but still allowing him to see me.
Lying back against the tub, I’m breathing hard as I feel his eyes penetrate me.
“Drain some of the water. I want to see more.”
Pulling the plug, I let out the water halfway.
“Much better,” he murmurs when I settle back down. The water is still over my waist, but my breasts are fully exposed now. My nipples immediately harden when the cool air hits them, and I watch his tongue roll across his bottom lip as he watches.
“Touch those tits for me. I want you to fill your palms and roughly squeeze them.”
I follow his orders and touch myself, my hand sliding across the bubbles as my breasts squeeze together.
“Harder, Olivia. You know how you like it. How we like it. ”
I pinch my sensitive nipple harder and moan when I feel my desire spread to my core. My fingers dig into my flesh as I listen to his voice and give over to what my body is begging me for.
“That’s it, honey,” he encourages me on. I watch him through hooded eyes as his hand pumps himself slowly. His arousal drips from his tip and coats his piercing. That image alone has me pulsing deep inside.
“Get on your knees and spread your legs. I want to see that perfect pussy.” His voice is low and in control, just the way I love it.
I kneel and sit back. I’m completely exposed to him as the water caresses my thighs. Bubbles slide down my body as I spread my legs and settle my knees against the sides of the tub.
“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight,” he gruffly says as his fist moves harder down the length of him. I watch mesmerized as his muscles strain against the movement. “Two fingers inside you now. You are going to ride that hand like a good girl.”
I slide my hand down and cup myself before inserting two fingers. I’m already wet from the show he’s giving me as I sink down on them. My palm rubs my clit, and I moan at the friction it causes.
“That’s it,” he says in a strained voice. “Add another finger and go deeper.”
I add another one and move my hips as I grind against my hand. His words and the visuals he is giving me are pushing me to the edge.
“My cock is rock hard for you, Olivia.” He strokes hard and fast. “It’s you who does this to me… only you. Do you understand what I’m telling you?”
His words are like fuel to my soul as he reassures me and lets it be known that he only has eyes for me. “I understand,” I say breathlessly.
“Slide two fingers into your mouth for me,” he demands. “I want you to imagine it’s me. Show me how much you want my cock buried deep inside that greedy mouth of yours.”
I bring my fingertips to my lips before swirling my tongue around them and sucking them hard.
I imagine it’s him as I slide them out and bring them back in.
With each hard suck I do, I feel myself rub harder against my palm.
It’s turning me on so much to know he’s watching, and getting off to the sight of me.
“You’ve got me so worked up right now,” he pants. “Fuck, I need that mouth and pussy on me.” I hear his hand movements in the distance as I tilt my head back and arch my body. Releasing my fingers with a pop, I touch my breast and pinch my nipple hard.
“Cum for me now.” He growls out the order, and my body instantly obeys him.
I fall off the edge as my walls pulse against my fingers.
His name leaves my lips at the same time he moans mine.
My body floods with sensations as my orgasm tears through me with a force that leaves me shaking with aftershocks.
I hear him panting hard on the phone as we land together. I slowly withdraw my hand and sink back against the tub. The warm water washes over me and calms the last of my tremors as they slowly fade away.
“Fuck,” he whispers hoarsely.
I glance at the phone, and his stomach and chest glisten from his release. He still has his hand around himself as his breathing slowly returns to normal.
“Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.” He disappears, and I wash myself off before stepping out of the tub and wrapping a towel around me. I bring the phone with me as I quickly brush my teeth and let my hair down, running a brush through it before turning out the light and crawling into bed.
I’m suddenly bone tired as I snuggle under the covers and wait for him to return. I don’t get the chance to see him again because sleep pulls me under seconds later.
Blinking my eyes open, sunlight pours into my bedroom. I push the hair out of my eyes and reach for my phone to see what time it is. Instead of the clock, though, Miles’s sleeping form fills my screen.