Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“I’ve missed you too, Jace, so much.” Her voice is muffled by my shirt but I hear every word. “I thought I wouldn’t see you today. You looked so remote when you left. Like you never wanted to see me again.” The last words come out like a sob.
“Oh, Olivia, how could you think that? I was angry at what happened this morning.” It seemed so trite right now.
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I know it’s hard for you to understand but I really don’t like to be in the spotlight.” She lets off a nervous laugh. “I’m a writer. We prefer to be behind the scenes.
“I get it. It’s a non-issue now. I need you in my private life more than I need you in public.” I inhale the scent of the shampoo in her hair, then I draw back, cup her face and stare at her watery eyes. “No more tears. I love you, Olivia, and I need you.”
“I need you too, Jace.” She leans forward and presses her lips to mine. Her lips are hot against my cold ones.
I slip my tongue into her mouth and kiss her deeply. She moans and inches up my lap so that she’s sitting on my cock. It jerks up, demanding more. I move my hands under her tank top to her uncovered breasts. I graze my hands over her nipples and she arches her chest. I move away from her mouth and trail kisses down her neck. Lifting up her tank top, I flick one nipple with my tongue several times before moving to the other one.
“Oh God, Jace,” Olivia cries softly.
I love the sound of my name in her mouth. I knead and caress her full breasts while sucking on her nipples until they are hard peaks. My cock is so hard it’s painful. I need a release even if it’s only from the confines of my pants.
“One sec, sweetheart,” I tell her as I gently lift her away from my cock and unbutton my pants. I raise my hips, lifting both of us in the air, and pull down my pants along with my boxer briefs. My cock springs up in the air as if it has just been released from prison.
“I want you so badly, Jace,” Olivia says, staring at my cock. “I want that cock inside me.” She stands up and pulls down her shorts. She’s naked underneath. She steps out of her shorts and in one movement, she removes her top as well, bearing her perfect breasts to me.
“Remove your shirt,” she orders and I pull my shirt over my head.
She comes back to sit on my lap, her juices coating my thighs. I wrap my hand around my cock and she places her hands on my shoulders and sinks down on it. Our groans intermingle as our bodies become one. I cup her ass and as soon as she bottoms out, I lift her and then slam her down on my cock.
Olivia lets out a cry. “More. Like that. Oh, Jace.”
I shift my hands to her thighs, allowing her to dictate the pace. She moves up and down while I rock up and down, meeting her every thrust. I don’t want this to fucking end. We slow down when it feels as if we’re getting close, only picking up the pace when our breaths go back to normal. We do this without verbally communicating our intentions.
“You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with,” I tell her.
“I could say the same about you,” Olivia says.
I want to say that at her age, she wouldn’t have the experience to compare but that will spoil the moment. Right now is not the time for deep conversations.
“I don’t think I can hold on any longer,” Olivia says, her eyes glazing over. “I need to come, Jace. Let’s do it together.”
I pull out of her completely, then lay her on the couch, her knees folded to her chest. It takes only a few seconds, then I’m thrusting into her again. I love how her breasts bounce as I fuck her and how her mouth is slightly parted as she stares at me.
My balls tighten at the same time as Olivia’s pussy walls clench against my cock. She lets out a long cry and I pressure building up inside me explodes and I empty myself into her.
“Oh God, yeah,” she cries and drops her legs, tightening them around me.
Chapter 31: Olivia
I wake up to big hands caressing my breasts and lips softly kissing my back. I smile in the semi-darkness. Without checking the time, I’m guessing it must be around five, the time when Jace wakes up. My body feels like clay that Jace’s hands are molding. He knows exactly where and how to touch to awake my desire.
I turn around to face him, and our lips find each other’s in the darkness. My nipples are pressed against his chest and when Jace moans, I rub my body against his, eliciting another tortured moan. I grin in the darkness.