Chapter 10
TEN
Olivia
CJ’s lips crash into mine, and I’m instantly swept away in his current. His strong arms wrap around my waist, and he tugs me flush against his hard body.
As soon as we’re pressed up against each other, we’re instantly in a frenzy. Hands tug at clothes as we stumble toward my bedroom. My apartment isn’t nearly as big as CJ’s, and it takes us no time to fall into bed.
“Naked. Now,” I pant.
He rolls away from me as he tugs off his shirt. I pull off my shirt and look over at him as he shimmies out of his pants.
“Careful!” I warn him, but it’s too late.
He rolls right off the side of the bed, and I gasp as I rush to check on him.
“I’m good. Get naked,” he says, bouncing up to his feet.
He hops on one foot, ripping off his boxers and shoes all at once. I don’t know whether to be concerned about him or amused at his awkward striptease. He seems okay, so I decide to be amused.
I unhook my bra and drop it, then reach for my pants, pulling them and my panties off.
We finish stripping at the same time and both lunge for each other and the bed. CJ’s hands run over me, and I groan as I roll him over to his back and straddle him.
“Goddamn, Princess Angel Baby. I’m never going to get sick of seeing you naked,” he says, his eyes dark and filled with lust.
“Good.” I kiss his chest and lick, nip, and kiss my way down his body.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he hisses as I lie between his strong thighs.
His cock is hard and bobs in front of my face.
I lick my lips, and he curses so viciously that I’m concerned for a minute. “Are you okay?”
“You have no idea what seeing you in front of my cock like this does to me.”
“I think I’m starting to get an idea,” I tell him as I wrap my hand around his length and give him a few test pumps.
“Okay, come here,” he says, trying to grab me.
“I’m not done!” I protest.
“Liv, I’m about to come and embarrass myself.”
“I think it’s hot that you want me so badly.”
He groans, scrubbing his hands down his face. “Then you’re going to think I’m really hot in a minute.”
I smirk, lean forward, and wrap my mouth around his dick.
I can only fit half his length in my mouth, but that doesn’t seem to bother CJ at all. He moans, his thigh muscles twitching with every lick of my tongue and bob of my mouth.
I hum around his cock, the sound vibrating around him, and he fists the sheets, twisting them as he struggles to hold back his orgasm.
“Liv. Liv!” he warns. “Oh, fuck.”
Our eyes lock, and I can tell he’s close to coming.
I release his cock with a pop and look up at him from under my eyelashes. “Fill my mouth.”
He swears as I wrap my lips around his dick again, and it only takes a few more sucks before CJ spills down my throat with a roar.
I swallow his release and pull back to smile up at him. “How was that?”
He stares at me in shock. “Better than every fantasy I’ve ever had.”
I lick my lips, and CJ moves quickly, showing his natural athleticism as he grabs me, drags me up his body, and rolls me under him.
“Need you,” he grunts.
I spread my thighs wider in invitation, and he thrusts into me in one hard pump. We both cry out as he bottoms out inside me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and cling to him as he starts to move.
“So. Wet. So. Damn. Hot,” he says, punctuating each word with a drive of his hips.
“Oh, God,” I gasp.
My hands brace against the headboard, and my hips rise to meet each of his thrusts. His hand wraps around my legs, stroking down, and then he grabs my ankles and sets them on his shoulders. The new position allows him to sink deeper, so deep that I don’t know where he ends and I begin.
“Fuck!” I scream as he bottoms out inside me again and again.
He leans forward, kissing me as we grind together. His hand slides between our bodies until he finds my clit. His thumb rubs over it, and I suck in a sharp breath.
“God, I can feel you getting close,” CJ grits out.
“So close. So, so close…”
I splinter apart as he ruts into me, and I hear him call out my name as he comes with me. My body tenses with the force of my orgasm, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I come.
“Fucking hell,” CJ grunts, rolling to his side.
I blink my eyes open, my muscles relaxing one by one.
“Hmm,” I murmur, rolling to my side to face him.
His arms wrap around me, and he pulls me flush against him. We’re silent for a few minutes, basking in the post-coital afterglow. His fingers stroke my back, and I relax against him.
“Olivia?” CJ suddenly sounds nervous.
“Hmm?” I tilt my head to look him in the eye.
“Olivia, I…I love you.”
His words catch me off guard. For the first time since I met him, he looks vulnerable. My mind scrambles for something to say. What do I do? How do I feel about CJ?
The answer is there before I can finish that thought.
I love him too. I have since he walked into my office.
Well, maybe not that soon, but I started falling for him then.
He’s so good with the kids. He makes me step out of my little bubble.
He helps me and listens to my problems. He’s kind, funny, and charming. He’s everything I didn’t know I needed.
We’re meant to be, I realize. I ground him, and he pushes me to have fun. I’d forgotten how to do that before him.
He stares at me as I catch my breath and lick my lips.
“I love you, too.”
His smile is so bright it nearly blinds me. Then he’s kissing me again. I moan, melting into him. When we come up for air, I’m grinning like a lunatic, too.
“Now what?” I ask him.
He smirks. “Well, I have an idea.”
I laugh. “Is it sex?” I ask, tempering the eagerness in my tone so I don’t sound like a horny girl.
He scoots closer on the bed and kisses my nose. “No. Well, now it is.”
“What was your idea?” I ask as he nuzzles my neck, kissing a path down to my clavicle.
“I’ll tell you later,” he mumbles against my skin.
I smile. Sounds good to me.