Expectations vs rewards
Olivia spent the next several days beginning her day with Colin’s mouth between her legs.
Though it was embarrassing, she eventually got used to how many times they had to put fresh sheets on the bed. One morning, her curiosity got the better of her and she asked him if he had left the laundry for Beth to do. She felt self-conscious of another person knowing the intimate details of their sex life when she was barely wrapping her head around it herself. Not used to having a person in the home doing basic help.
His answer was a solid no. He washed their sheets daily himself in the king-sized washer and dryer that was stowed in a hidden room off their closet. He showed her the secret door, and her eyes went wide as she saw the personal laundry set up. Happy that he had multiple spare sets of sheets and a waterproof pad to rotate. They also made good use of their brief time off, moving Vanessa into her new house.
Olivia was a wonderful patient, healing nicely from her surgery just like the doctor promised. She only had to be reprimanded five times for doing something she wasn’t supposed to. And though it was more than he liked, Colin knew it could have been way worse, and it pleased him that she was at least trying to behave herself.
Vanessa’s new home was a beautiful, contemporary, two-story house. It boasted dark gray siding, chunky trim, two real glowing lanterns flanking a beautiful mahogany door. She had a three-car garage and gorgeous wrought-iron fence with a play area in the back for Allison. Johnathan was able to join them for a couple days, helping to unbox while Olivia couldn’t help.
She started working her way out of her sling, feeling a slight soreness from not using her arm for so long. Colin made her still sleep in her sling, however, and that irritated her. Making her moody. He took the pleasant route more often than not when she was in an irritable mood. Kissing her senseless instead of doling out a punishment like she thought he would. It endeared her to him.
Olivia found herself often craving his kisses, wondering anew how she went so long without intimacy. And Colin was affectionate and loved touching her.
Colin also surprised her by helping her do her physical therapy, making sure they got it in before he went to work in the morning. The first few days he had to go back to the office, she went with him, as he didn’t trust her arm to drive, and he’d wanted her close until he was confident that she was able to drive on her own. The habit became a beneficial one and after a couple of weeks; it was comfortable.
She was making use of the sizeable space, and his staff enjoyed having her around, often inviting her out to lunch with them. Colin went along a couple times, but would mostly stay behind at the office, trying to play catch up and was apparently working to solidify deals with other countries. Johnathan stopped by on multiple occasions to talk business, and she found his brotherly nature with Colin sweet.
Even when they cursed each other out, it was with a tinge of fondness.
***
It was a cool Thursday afternoon when Colin took Olivia to see Johnathan’s office for a business meeting. She almost peed her pants with excitement at Johnathan’s compound of multiple office buildings. And her eyes widened with disbelief at the expansive glass warehouse used to store luxury cars. The man was a formidable force in the car manufacturing business, apparently. And she was kicking herself for not googling them both to do more research into their business and philanthropic interests.
They were fascinating separately, but a force to be reckoned with together. She suddenly felt incredibly shy, feeling inadequate in their presence. Still in disbelief that she was plucked out of obscurity and dropped into this world she would never know.
It all felt surreal.
It solidified her motivation to make something of herself. Even if it couldn’t be at their level, she never just wanted to be regarded as that poor project that Colin found and polished up. She narrowed her eyes, watching the two men discuss a company that was based in France. Two men who were speaking French were standing with them. They hadn’t journeyed into the office yet, so she was sitting in a little seating area nearby on her phone. Minding her own business and waiting for Colin to finish up.
She noticed that one man kept turning his head to eye her curiously.
Olivia smiled politely, watching with interest as Colin side eyed the blonde man in front of him. Irritated that the man was constantly turning his attention away from him. Colin’s eyes narrowed when he saw the Frenchman had been watching her before he turned back to the man and said something in a sharp tone. Biting her lip, she grinned with a little giggle.
She twisted her lips and turned away in her seat slightly, crossing her legs and moving her head so her hair shielded her face. She concentrated on her phone, looking up current academica books on architectural studies. Sending a few of them to him with a question if she could buy them.
A minute later, Colin turned back and called Olivia’s name.
She lifted her gaze off her phone to face him, surprised. She hadn”t intended for him to interrupt his discussion. That’s why she’d texted him.
Olivia raised a haughty eyebrow, staying silent. She didn”t want to get involved in whatever they were talking about.
“Come here, please,” Colin ordered, his arms folded tightly. His legs were spread in a power stance.
Olivia licked her lips nervously. She didn’t want to go over there with the group and embarrass herself.
Sighing to herself, she uncrossed her legs and stood gracefully, leaving her bag and her purse in her seat. Her red bottomed heels clacked on the marble floor as she advanced to the men. The dress she was wearing covered her from her neck to her wrists, and all the way to mid-calf, but it hugged her curves almost indecently. She felt too exposed, however Colin had insisted on this outfit, telling her he wanted her in green today as he had a present for her.
Two big fat emeralds sparkled in her ears. And an eye crossing expensive watch with genuine diamonds encased her left wrist, weighing her down as she approached warily.
She tentatively held out her hand with the big diamond watch glittering, assuming they were about to do introductions. Colin’s hand reached out and snatched hers up into his before the Frenchman who had been staring at her could even raise his own.
Her mouth dropped slightly open as Colin”s eyes sparkled at her before speaking. Her face heated.
Introductions? What a stupid thought, she hissed in her head.
“Doesn’t she look expensive, Francis?” Colin said, letting out a long exhale before turning cold eyes to the dark haired man who’d been eyeing her. Olivia blushed, tucking her chin in slightly. Not sure what to do, always slightly off kilter with this man.
Francis glanced at Colin before his eyes turned back to her, clocking the emeralds in her ears, and the diamond watch Colin gifted her with. She bit her lip, swallowing hard.
“Oui, McDermont,” the man switched respectfully to using his last name, but she knew Colin didn’t care. A lesson was going to be taught today and Olivia stood there silently, not knowing if the lesson was for her or his business associates.
Johnathan rocked back on his heels, a little throaty noise coming from the big man. He clicked his tongue. Colin ignored him.
“Too expensive to look at, wouldn’t you agree?” Colin pressed, seemingly unbothered, but his energy said otherwise. It draped over the group as if he’d flung a bucket of icy water on them all.
Slightly offended, she stiffened. “Col-“ she started before being interrupted by a deep sound emitting from him.
“Now, your company wants my reputation. You need MY business. I don’t need yours. You keep your fucking dick in the other associates” wives if you want to. But if I catch you even so much as breathing in her direction from here on out, I will fuck your entire world up. Don’t play with me, you shitty Toyota driving punta,” Colin’s deep voice echoed threateningly around them. Olivia’s heart thudded painfully.
Johnathan covered his mouth, clearing his throat gently. Looking away, rocking on his feet once more.
Olivia bit her lip and hurriedly lowered her gaze to Francis” feet, blinking, thinking about her Honda he made her get rid of.
Oh. My. God. What an awful fucking insult, she thought to herself.
Francis turned his eyes back to Colins. He looked incredibly nervous. “You’re right. Too expensive for me to afford,” the man said, with a carefully hidden shocked look on his face.
Colin smiled a truly genuine smile before leaning to her and placing his lips against her ear.
“You buy every fucking thing you want, Princess,” he breathed deeply, giving her ear a little kiss right next to the emerald and turned back to the men, wrapping his arm around her waist and keeping her close.
Olivia stood there, perplexed. Despite her being quite literally right in front of him, standing next to Colin as they finished their conversation, the man did not even so much as flick his eyes in her direction. And even though he hadn’t even been addressed, the other man didn’t either. She didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or relieved. The man he”d reprimanded was just publicly ousted as a serial cheater with wives that were in the men’s circle.
Olivia peeked at Colin through her lashes.
The man was powerful, wrapped in audacity and plated with cojones bigger than Texas. No wonder Johnathan always called him crazy. He said and did what he wanted with no fear whatsoever. It was intimidating but admirable that he could live so eloquently in his truth. She felt respect rise up inside of her for him. She smiled a goofy smile at him and he stopped mid-sentence and asked her why she had that look on her face.
“Because I respect you so much. Your balls are absolutely enormous, Colin. It’s a sight to behold,” she said, holding back tears of laughter. Yes, she really liked this man. His eyes widened before narrowing in shock.
Johnathan roared with laughter, coming over to give her a big hug. Laughing so hard he couldn’t even get words out; he swiped his hand to his office and ushered the Frenchmen away. “Serves you right, Francis,” he said before the door clicked shut and it was just her and Colin. She let out a little giggle, wiping her eyes. Johnathan’s laughter was contagious.
Colin’s eye flicked over her face before he stepped the foot distance between them.
“And what do you know about my balls, missy?” Colin breathed, wrapping his hand around her upper arm and pressing her into his torso. The action made her have to stand up on her tip-toes and she let out a low moan as he lowered his face to hers, just barely grazing her lips with his.
“Nothing,” she whispered. “And well, if we have to talk about them, then maybe everything’s so very small down there. And maybe that’s why your ego is so fucking big,” Olivia said with a straight face, giving him wide doe eyes.
He let out an incredibly sexual chuckle, and that was all she needed to know that he was, in fact, not small down there. A man would never make the noise he just did if he didn’t have what it takes to back it up.
As if he heard her thoughts, his hand traveled down her arm before grabbing her fingers and moving her arm, making her bend down slightly. Her eyes widened as he yanked her down further, to a spot on the inside of his thigh and then pressed her hand in. She felt the very thick tip of his dick where it rested quite a way down his pants. Her panties flooded, and she whimpered, her face flushing as she realized what an incredibly inappropriate position they were in.
“You tell me, Olivia, is this small enough for you?” his face was impassive. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. She swallowed hard before pulling her hand back.
I am NOT putting that thing inside me, she wailed in her head, crossing her legs and standing very still.
“Well, it’s a dick for sure,” she said, giving him a little wink. Not betraying what was really going on in her head on the inside.
Like how she was never ever going to find herself in this position again. How the hell did she sign that agreement without asking him to show her what he was packing? She was going to void it anyway when she couldn’t fit it inside of her. He wouldn’t pay for what he couldn’t use. A fresh wave of insecurity and fear washed through her, and she paled.
He saw it. Of course he did.
“Ohhhh,” he tsked. “Poor thing, did I just scare you? You can take it, Olivia. You’re going to have to.” He smiled at her, giving her cheek a little pat before he turned on his heel and disappeared through Johnathan’s office door. The pat was all it took to switch her fear to desire. Like a light switch going off, her panties flooded, and she felt a harsh throbbing between her legs.
She unclenched her legs and let out a gasping choking noise. Turning to grab her bag and phone, she ran into a nearby executive bathroom, uncaring that the men saw her running through the glass of the office. Closing the bathroom door and locking it, she took a second to breathe before looking over at her reflection in the mirror. She looked wild, her eyes tortured.
On a hitched sob, she dropped her purse and her phone to the floor and yanked her dress up. Looking down, and seeing a covered small trash bin, she placed a heel gingerly on top of it. Bending her leg and opening herself up.
She plunged a hand into her panties and knocked her head into the back of the wall when she grasped her swollen clit. A little moan flew past her lips as she worked it furiously, thinking about the possessive man across the office. With her other hand, she raised it and squeezed an aching breast. Seeing her nipple jut through the fabric, she grasped it, digging her nails in. Causing her to cry out at how good it felt.
She stopped, covering up her mouth with her hand, breathing hard. Her fingers worked her flesh hard for a few more minutes and she shuddered as she felt the orgasm looming, the wet sounds of her fingers slipping against her flesh. She was so close.
Just then, the door knocked, throwing her off. Her brows furrowed.
“Just a minute,” she called, waiting for them to leave.
“Olivia? You’ve been in there for a while. Are you okay?” Colin called through the door.
She tossed her head back, seething.
What the fuck. Fuck fuck fuuuuck! she screamed in her head.
“Yes, I’m fine. I’ll be right out,” her voice came out shaky.
He was silent. She hesitated, dragging her fingers from her panties. She lowered her leg.
“Let me in,” he said, his deep voice coming out stern.
“Colin! I need privacy,” she gritted, pissed because her orgasm was receding.
“It wasn’t a question. Now,” he said through the door.
Panicking, she hurriedly went to the door and unlocked it before lunging to the sink as he walked in and shut it behind him. She squealed as he suddenly pulled her back from the sink before she had a chance to put her fingers under the water. He pressed her hard against the wall. His eyes took in her things scattered on the floor before roaming all over her body, taking in her disheveled panting state.
His lip curled.
“I can smell you,” he growled, taking a deep breath. Olivia paled, yet her heartbeat raced again. Her sensitive body misting as desire slammed into her at his proximity. She cried out as he took her hand and held it up between them. He slowly placed it to his nose, inhaling deeply.
“Colin,” Olivia whined as he lashed his tongue out to lick her before slipping her fingers into his mouth. He suckled her fingers and then bit down on the spot she normally did when she was upset. The action caused a shocked whine to escape her throat, and she gasped as he tightened even further before releasing her.
“Finish,” he ordered. His eyes were intense on hers.
She shook her head. She’d never masturbated in front of anyone before.
“We need to have a talk about expectations, I see,” he bit out, running his nose along her jaw before stopping at her ear.
Colin pulled Olivia”s earlobe into his mouth before tugging on the emerald. Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs as she felt his hard chest pressing into her breasts firmly, pushing her harder into the wall.
“I am not a man who likes to repeat himself, and you know this. So, when you put me in a position to repeat myself, I have to ask myself what the reason is. The only answer I can think, is that you want Francis to hear you screaming my name. Is that what you want, baby? Because I’m prepared to make that happen, if you don’t do what I’ve just requested of you. I will fuck you right here in this bathroom and not stop until all of Johnathan’s office knows what’s going on. Just keep testing me. Your choice, baby. You’ve got to the count of two. One. T-”
In her haste, Olivia almost knocked her head into his as she scrambled to pull her dress up.
Without thinking, she placed her heel on the trashcan again at the same time she plunged her fingers into her panties, rubbing furiously. Because she didn’t get her balance before she did, her foot rolled, and she almost fell. Colin caught her up quickly as she tilted to the side and righted her back. She rested her head on the wall and closed her eyes, her lips pouting sexily as she fought to get her impending orgasm back.
She felt a violent tugging on her body and opened her eyes to see Colin fisting the material in his hands and yanking the tight fabric up her legs until it bunched at her waist.
He stared intently at her fingers swiping under her panties, that wet clicking sound filling the area and making her cheeks redden in shame.
“Almost there, baby,” he said encouragingly.
She inhaled shock as his hand suddenly moved and he pinched and rolled her right nipple through her dress without looking. Still staring intently in between her legs. She keened, a wave of pleasure breaking over her, and she orgasmed with a soughing sigh, feeling her essence leaking down the inside of her leg. Leaning there against the wall, she panted quietly, her leg bent outward at the knee as Colin raised his eyes to hers. They silently looked at each other for a long minute.
It was the hottest, most forbidden thing Olivia had ever done in her life. Colin smiled at her again, as if he heard her.
“Do you feel better? No, no, no. Leave your leg right there, mama. I didn’t say you could move yet. I said, do you feel better?” his eyes flickered between hers, waiting for her response.
“Yes, sir,” she answered. She really did, too.
“Do you want me to clean you up now?” he asked, cocking his head.
“Yes, sir,” a tear slipped from her eye. She bit her trembling lip.
Why does he have to talk to me this way, make me feel like this? she inwardly retreated, scared he was getting too close.
He brushed a tear away with a thumb. “Why are you crying, baby?” he asked.
“Because I hate the way you make me feel,” she whispered, slipping her fingers out of her panties. She didn’t care if he punished her for it.
“And what way is that?” Colin asked gently, treading carefully. His eyes stared deep into hers.
“Like I’m wanted. Like you care about me,” she said simply, shivering. She went to move her leg, but he stilled her with a palm against her thigh.
“Yet, you are wanted. And I don’t think I care about anything as much as I care about you. Let me take care of you, baby. Promise me you’ll let me take care of you,” he said, a sudden desperation coloring his speech. His head tilted closer to hers and Olivia’s breath hitched. She remained silent as his hands tightened on her hips.
“Promise me, and then I’ll get down on my knees and clean you up, sweet thing. I just need you to say it first,” he said, a hair’s breadth away from her lips. His eyes were still hot on hers.
His eyes narrowed as she still hesitated. Olivia couldn’t breathe, she was choked with fear.
“Say. It,” he growled, his hands shaking her hips where his hands were fisted. Her face contorted slightly with emotion.
“Yes. Yes. I promise you can take care of me sir, I’ll let you. I promise,” she whimpered, tears falling from her eyes, and a triumphant look passed across his face before he sank to his knees with a growl. He traced the trail of cum up her leg, lapping it up until he reached between her thighs.
Moving his hand, he pulled her panties aside and buried his face hard into her pussy.
Olivia threw her head back and wailed, uncaring about who might hear. She was so lost in him. His growls and sex crazed sounds filled the small bathroom. And after a few minutes of him munching and smacking on her flesh, she broke so hard she collapsed down the wall.
Colin sank to his knees and propped her up, pressing deeper, sticking his tongue inside her. She squealed, trying to get away from the fresh sensation. She pressed a heel into his leg and pushed, crying out as he snatched her foot up and held her up with his other hand.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“SIR, please,” Olivia cried out, her body bowing as he unrelentingly feasted on her.
Colin’s phone suddenly lit up and Johnathan’s ringtone filled the space, scaring her. She tried to reach for it but slipped. Her back slid the rest of the way down the wall, and she hit the floor on an arch, hissing as she tried to claw at Colin”s hair.
A sharp snarl filled the air as he moved with her, the trashcan knocking over next to them. Colin”s hand raised up and searched for the folded towels that were kept next to the vanity before his hand disappeared with a bunch between her legs.
He suddenly did something with his teeth and tongue that had her whole body seize up and she broke with an ear-shattering scream. She felt him press the towels to her as she broke and was thankful for his foresight as she squirted harder than she ever had before. He caught it all with the towels and thankfully none got on her dress or on his suit.
She lay there panting in a daze, her vision hazy as he kneeled over her, wiping his mouth.
“How do you…do that?” she wheezed, pressing a hand to her chest, feeling like her heart was going to stop.
“It’s a , Colin murmured, seeing his phone light up again. He answered it.
“MOTHERFUCKER, I HAD TO MOVE EVERY FUCKING BODY INTO MY OFFICE BECAUSE YOU CAN’T CONTROL YOURSELF YOU HORNY PIECE OF-”
Colin clicked the end button, cutting him off. Olivia covered her mouth in horror, her face beet red.
He looked at her, amused.
“I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, baby. It’ll be ok. You just did something to me when you promised to let me take care of you. I couldn’t help myself. Is your arm, ok? I tried to not let you hit the floor too hard,” Colin asked, rubbing her legs and pulling her dress down.
He righted the trashcan and disposed of the towels he used on her before helping her up gently. Olivia winced, his words reminding her of her pain.
She jostled her arm when she hit the floor. She briefly wondered if that was the reason she”d orgasmed so hard.
“A bit,” Olivia admitted, wincing at the look of concern on his face as he busied himself fixing her dress and went to smooth his hand down her hair. She eased away gently and combed her fingers through the strands with a little smile. Turning to the mirror to fix herself up. She grabbed a lipstick out of her purse and smeared it on. Before wetting a towel and dabbing at Colin”s mouth.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes flickering to him briefly, back to being shy.
“You’re so welcome. Now, I have to calm Johnathan over before he kills me. He’s quite capable of dolling out extreme pain and I don’t want you to have to see that,” Colin chuckled.
He led her out of the restroom and into the severely deserted lobby and reception area.
The receptionists’ phones were ringing off the hook with no one at the desk to answer them. She peeked a bit to the right and looked through the glass window of Johnathan”s office. She inwardly groaned, seeing that Johnathan in fact did have his staff in his expansive office. And they were all talking around a boardroom table while passing around a couple of decanters of liquor.
Her phone beeped.
She opened her text to dozens of demon and eggplant emojis.
OOhhhh sister sister, I heard from a little birdie that you are getting your shit absolutely ran through at Johnathan’s office. *giggle* I am jealloouuussss. Btw, Johnathan’s mad as shit at you two. I told him I’d say something to you so: Can’t y”all just suck face like normal people?-Nessie.
Colin grabbed her hand and pulled her through the lobby, and Olivia gave Johnathan a little embarrassed wave as she clicked in her heels after him.
Back at Colin’s office, he sat in his lounge and downloaded architectural books on the kindle that he bought her. Trying to get a head start on studying before starting school in January. She then bit the bullet and bought her books for her first semester early and poured over them. She took time writing notes and highlighting, making electronic flash cards.
At the end of the day, Johnathan sent Colin the bill for the money they all lost while he and Olivia were in the bathroom. Two million dollars, and Colin paid the invoice happily.
Olivia was more than worth it to him.