“Awwwww, yeah!” Olivia moaned, opening her eyes wide, grabbing the sheet. “I’m coming, baby… I’m going to come so hard.” Desperate to taste more of her juices, James pinched her nipples lightly and then pushed her breasts upward, as his warm, wet tongue went in and out of her. Olivia tilted her head all the way back, shutting her eyes, as her thigh muscles flexed faster and faster. Her hips bucked out of control, as the initial waves of her orgasm hit her. More of her juices rushed from her and met his tongue, as she was overtaken by a loud, aggressive climax that had her whole body trembling. James pulled his tongue out, as Olivia tumbled back onto the bed, gasping for breath. He laid short kisses all over her quivering pussy, overflowing with a sense of pride. Opening his eyes, he climbed on top of her, desperate for one more of her kisses.
She didn’t fail him. As he angled his lips, she cupped his face in her hands and pulled him closer. Her kiss sent shivers down his spine, as he sensed his manhood rubbing against her stomach. James put his hands on her hips and rolled over onto his back, eager to touch all of her erogenous zones. The feel of her soaking wet pussy against his shaft forced a deep, manly groan out of him. Olivia let go of his face and reached behind her back. Grabbing his large, stiff cock, she led it to her entrance.
“Fuck me, baby,” she whimpered into his mouth. “Fuck me hard.”
His hands slipped down her ass, as his manhood pushed through the wet folds of her womanhood. Cupping her butt cheeks, he relished the sensation of her warm, moist pussy around him, as the long, lustful moan that left her mouth sent him one step closer to heaven.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he groaned, squeezing her butt cheeks as her pussy engulfed his entire cock.
“You licked my pussy so well,” she moaned in his mouth, putting her hands back on his shoulders. Digging his tiny nails into her flesh, he started thrusting into her fast and hard. Too overwhelmed to keep up their kiss, Olivia tilted her head back, her loud moans audible over the slurping sounds of his penetration. James spread her ass, as her breasts bounced up and down slapping her left butt cheek to the point of pleasure. Olivia’s lustful groan encouraged him to do the same to her other cheek. Tilting his head up, he stuck his tongue out, as he took her left breast in his mouth. She held onto his shoulders, as he drove his manhood all the way in and out of her, sucking her swollen nipple. Kneading her ass, he pounded her fast and hard, the sound of his big, heavy balls slapping against her almost as loud as their moans. By now, Olivia’s juices, mixed with his precum, had reached the base of his rock hard shaft.
“God, you’re so hard…” She moaned, tilting her head forward. Bending her head down towards him, she claimed his lips once again, sliding her hands up his neck. Olivia started bouncing up and down on his cock, exploring his mouth with her tongue, as he squeezed her butt cheeks. With his big, throbbing manhood pulsing deep inside her, he could feel her nipples brushing against his chest, as she dragged her nails up his cheeks. James knew he couldn’t withhold his orgasm for much longer. It had been a while since he had last been with her and she had aroused him way too much, but, he was determined to satisfy her as much as he could. So, he removed his left hand from her ass and wrapped it around her back, pressing her down onto him. Olivia slowed down and opened her blurry eyes.
“Make me come again,” She urged, her voice a husky whisper, as she caressed his face. It was all the encouragement James needed. He ran his hand down her back. Then, he grabbed and held onto her ass, just before their lips locked in the hottest, most sensual kiss of their lives. Slapping both of her butt cheeks at the same time, he began to thrust into her, sending his cock deeper and deeper inside her. James spread her ass one more time; Olivia’s juices soaked his fingertips, as her muffled moans sent him into an overdrive. Her butt cheeks wobbled as he pounded her hard, her hot breath on his skin arousing him even further. Olivia leaned back, ending their kiss, feeling his massive cock in her depths.
“I’m coming, baby!” Her deafening moan echoed back from the walls of his cabin, as he coaxed her to her second orgasm that night. James’ deep, hard thrusts sent her into ecstasy, as her body was overtaken by the explosive release of her climax. More and more of her juices flooded his cock, her lustful screams audible over his groans, seconds before he reached his own fulfillment. But James would not pull out this time. Holding onto her quivering body, he exploded inside her, squirting his own juices in her dripping wet pussy, his loud, manly grunts even louder than her moans. Olivia collapsed in his embrace, rewarding him with a sweet kiss on the lips, gasping for breath…
“Really?” she panted with a cunning smile on her face as she gazed deep into his eyes. “I’d pay for it?”
“Didn’t I torture you enough?” He wondered, returning the smile, as his hands moved up her body.
“That’s the sweetest torture ever,” Olivia teased, her eyes glinting with amusement. “I’d love to be punished like that again.”
“Masturbating in the bathroom?” It was his turn to tease her. “Why would you do that?”
“I wanted to lure you in there,” she confessed in her low and raspy voice. “Have sex with you in the bathtub.”
“Nah; too uncomfortable,” James smiled. “I didn’t want anything like that for tonight.”
“Why did you change your mind? About us, I mean.” Her question had not come as a surprise. In fact, he had been waiting for it since the moment they reunited.
“You insisted, baby,” he was quick to respond. “You proved to me how wrong I was, over and over. The visit in the hall, the letter, tonight… Okay, you were pretty naïve to believe that someone was looking for his lost son, but how could you have known?”
“Naïve is putting it lightly,” Olivia sighed, caressing his face. “I was stupid.”
“I don’t care,” James replied, his voice soft and steady. “Not anymore. Welcome back into my life, Olivia.”
“God, that voice,” she whispered, tilting her head down to meet his lips. Tightening his grip on her back, he got lost once more in the magic of her kiss. Olivia’s loving caress made him warm inside, sending waves of bliss up and down his body. At last, she was back in his embrace. He would not be alone anymore. With her by his side, James felt confident that he could create even more colorful lyrics, inspired by her sheer beauty and the kindness in her heart. Olivia’s love would guide him out of the darkness he had been living in all this time, and help him become an even better man and songwriter.
“I love that you’re back in my life, my sweet Olivia. But still, I can’t shake the feeling that something is missing. And I know exactly what it is…”
40
In spite of his fatigue, James woke up early the following morning. Unwilling to wake Olivia, he left her a note:
“Good morning, sleepyhead. You looked so peaceful when you were sleeping. I didn’t want to ruin the tranquility on your beautiful face.
I’m visiting my folks in Brooklyn. I haven’t seen them in a while. I’ll be back before you know it.
I love you,
James”
Olivia was about to make some coffee, but, upon checking her cell phone, she discovered that Helen had sent her a text message:
“Morning, honey. Can’t wait to hear all the spicy details. Come over to my place. 84 Weston St. The view from my back porch is incredible.”
Her new friend’s invitation gave her one more reason to smile. Delighted by the idea of spending the morning with her, Olivia left James’ cabin and visited Helen’s house. She found her in her driveway, taking a bag of groceries out of her pickup truck.
“What a lovely day,” Olivia said with a toothy grin on her face as she approached Helen.
“Not just because of the sunshine, right?” Helen teased, as they kissed each other on the cheek. “Come on in.”
“Yeah,” Olivia laughed. “Don’t you have to be at work?”
“No. Today is my last day off,” Helen answered. “I might as well enjoy it. What about you?”
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p; “Don’t remind me.” Olivia waved her hand in front of her face. “I hate the late shift.”
“Follow me.” Helen winked at her, picking up a teapot from the kitchen counter and two, red mugs. “I want to know everything.”
“That’s not going to happen,” Olivia declared with a mischievous smile on her face. “It gets a little too…”
“Hot?” Helen finished her sentence, as they stepped onto her back porch.
“I was going to say ‘personal’, but, you can say that, too.” Olivia chuckled, gazing out to the horizon. Her friend wasn’t lying about the view. Panther Mountain Peak was climbing into small clouds, surrounded by other, shorter hills. “It’s so pretty.” She pointed up ahead.
“I told you,” Helen said, pouring some tea into her mug. “I’m still waiting for those details.”
“It was very emotional,” Olivia responded, using an emphatic tone, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “But again, I didn’t expect anything less. I mean, it’s James we’re talking about here. Sensitive, romantic, loving…”
“That’s not the James I know.” Helen voiced her opinion, offering her friend a mug of tea. “Or at least he wasn’t like that, until a few days ago. I saw him outside, playing the guitar as usual. I’d only been in his cabin once. I brought him a bag of groceries he’d forgotten. He just mumbled ‘thanks’ and slammed the door in my face. This time though, he actually talked to me. I got full sentences. I thought: ‘Okay, something’s wrong here. What happened to him?’ I got my answer the next night. He looked broken … vulnerable … like something had been eating him up inside.”
“Is that why you kissed him?” Olivia asked.
“Guilty as charged.” Helen admitted, raising her hand in the air. “But like I said, he was broken. I’ve been in a similar situation before. A guy I used to like had just been dumped by his girlfriend. You know what I realized?”
“What?”
“That the only woman who can fix a man is the one who broke him.” Helen used a serious tone. “I like James a lot. Okay, I’ve been attracted to him for a while now, but it’s just physical. And if we started anything, I’d be just a rebound. I didn’t want that for myself, not to mention it wouldn’t last long.”
“Well said.” Olivia gave her an appraising nod. “But I can’t help but wonder. Why did you help me out? You barely know me.”
“No offense, honey,” Helen smirked. “But I was trying to help him, not you. You’re alright, you’re really fun, but seeing him like that just broke my heart. I felt like I had to do something.”
“Thanks a lot for being honest with me,” said Olivia while giving her a sweet smile. “Thanks for being supportive. I haven’t had much of that lately.”
“Are you talking about Red?” Helen asked with a cunning smile on her face.
“Exactly,” Olivia grumbled. “Gina just couldn’t understand what I was going through. She kept saying I was overreacting. I can’t blame her, though. She’s never been in love.”
“Oh, my God…” Helen whispered, “Really?”
“Nope,” Olivia continued. “She’s been unlucky, I guess.”
“More like ‘too brainy’ if you ask me,” Helen disagreed. “A girl needs to follow her heart from time to time.”
“Thanks for the tea, Helen,” Olivia said, rising from her seat. “Thanks for everything. I’d still be in New York, crying my eyes out if it hadn’t been for you.”
“No problem.” Helen chirped. “Before you go, I want you to promise me something.”
“Shoot.”
“You guys look great together. You’re compatible, and you have chemistry. It’s a pretty hard thing to find these days. You gave each other a second chance. Don’t waste it. The last thing I want to see is that big, handsome man look like a beaten dog again. Hold on to him. Make him happy. Please?” Helen tilted her head.
“You didn’t have to ask me that, sweetheart.” Olivia made her voice sound sweeter. “I’d do it, anyway. I promise.”
41
The soft colors of the sunset were already in the clear sky, as James made his way back to Slide Mountain. He had started missing Olivia, long before he arrived in Brooklyn and he was eager to see her again. Still, a hug and a short kiss were simply not enough for him. The image of the sun going down gave him an idea, as he gazed out into the horizon. Recalling how much she loved to watch the sunset, he would not let this chance go to waste.
Olivia welcomed him outside his cabin, with open arms and a broad smile on her face. He returned the smile, but did not take her into his embrace.
“Walk with me,” he said, taking her by the hand.
“Okay,” She slowly spoke, her tone low and hesitant. “How was your day?”
“Tons of traffic, yelling, I almost got into a fight with a cab driver, but alright. My parents are doing fine. They tend to be quite nasty to one another sometimes, but I’m used to that.” James laughed, in an attempt to mask his tension. “What about you?”
“I had tea with Helen.” Olivia replied, as they entered his backyard. “We could have stayed inside, you know. We could watch the sunset through the window. It’s a lot warmer.”
“Maybe,” He uttered, his heart pounding in his chest. “But this is ideal for what I have in mind. Olivia Ralston…” He raised his tone, going down on one knee, as he pulled a small, red box out of his pocket. “Will you marry me?”
Olivia gasped in shock, covering her mouth with both hands, as she gazed down at the green, emerald ring. Her gaze shot up to meet his and then, she looked down into the box, as James waited for her answer with bated breath. Sliding her hands down her face, she returned her gaze to his eyes, just before a huge smile spread across her beautiful face.
“Yes,” she whispered, nodding at the same time. The single word that came out of her mouth made his heart leap with joy. James’ eyes glimmered with bliss, as he gently took her hand. He put the ring on her finger and looked up at her, rising from the ground. Olivia was short of breath; tears had welled up in her eyes, as her lips quivered.
“You make me happier than I ever thought I could be.” He spoke in a soft voice, gazing deep into her eyes. “I love you, Olivia.”
“God, I love you so much.” She whispered, as he wrapped his arms around her back. He picked her body up, lifting her off her feet as she circled her arms around his neck. His lips crushed against hers, as he spun her around, losing himself in the blissful moment. A single tear streamed down her cheek, her passionate kiss making his heart flutter, as he held her tightly in his arms. She had just given him the world. No words could describe the sheer joy that he felt in his heart. Her happy tears soaked his skin, sending more waves of happiness through his body.
Never in his wildest dreams could James Farrell have imagined what would follow, after he had met Olivia. A rescue operation turned into a romantic night, full of music. The kiss they sealed it with took his breath away, but, in his mind, a potential relationship could only bring him harm. However, when the two of them ran into each other in her workplace, he could not resist her. Stunned by her looks and enthralled by the strength of her character, James fell hopelessly in love with her. Feeling betrayed by her, James pushed Olivia out of his life. However, despite all of the hardships and emotional trauma caused by outside people and circumstances, they were able to rise above and come back together in a love even stronger than before.
James loved the mountains. Their majesty gripped his mind and inspired him. Yet, he did not need them anymore. He had found himself another source of inspiration, one that loved him more than anything in this world: His Olivia…
THE END
Outlaws Sin: A Bad Boy MC Romance
"If I tell you, you've gotta promise me something: promise me you'll stay away..."
The first time I met Marcus, I knew he was dangerous.
I knew it by the look in his eyes. I knew it by his rough hands. And I knew it by the way he made me swear to stay away from him.
I
promised myself I’d never think of him again.
But his eyes burned into my soul. I couldn’t shake them off.
What did it matter, anyway? I’d never see him again.
Until the tour.
It was a dream job. A ticket out of a dead-end town. A dead-end life.
And even if my assistant gig was only supposed to last two months, it would be enough.
I didn’t see Marcus coming.
Now his eyes follow me everywhere. And when those rough hands possess me, I’m lost to him.
Only one question remains: will he be mine, or is he lost to himself?
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A bright light of burnt orange painted the world a glimmering gold, as the sun slowly sank beneath the horizon, painting the clear, Barbadian sky shades of red and pink. The colorful beaming rays seemed to warm and caress James’s face. His heart pounded like a drum. He had been waiting for this moment his whole life: the day when he would solidify his commitment and declare his love for Olivia had finally arrived.
As a seagull flew over his shoulder, James pushed up the sleeve of his beige jacket and checked his watch. Hooking her arm into Gina’s arm, Olivia appeared at the end of the aisle. She looked stunning in her white, ruffled organza, wedding dress. James could feel the blissful smile behind Olivia’s veil that showed in her eyes. Gina settled her gaze on him, a relaxed look on her face, as they walked down the aisle. Holding her bouquet of lilies low, Olivia glanced around at the crowd and then out at the sun, as her slow footsteps brought her closer and closer to James. Just when the two friends stopped at the front of the aisle, Gina averted her gaze from the groom. She raised her arm to Olivia’s face and lifted her veil, exposing her glorious face, before bending her head down to her. As Olivia handed the bouquet over to her, Gina kissed her on the cheek.
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