Olivia: Book 2 of the Wife Secrets Series

by Nicety

  “Nobody,” I cried out.

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Yeah.” Tears began to fall from my eyes.

  “Oh yeah?” He sped up his strokes, sending me into overdrive.

  “Yes, baby,” I bellowed in ecstasy simultaneously with fear.

  “Let’s keep that shit that way. You understand me?”

  “I love you, Carter,” I screamed as cum shot up out of me and onto him.

  “Yeah, I know. You’d better.”

  His long tongue deep in my mouth was my reward, and a little shock of pain when he nipped my bottom lip with his teeth. Still holding my arms pinned, he exited then entered my sheath, surprising me with long, slow strokes. His gaze was fixed on mine, focusing on my every reaction. I wanted to shield myself from the intensity but couldn’t seem to pull away. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

  When he lowered his mouth to my neck I didn’t stop him. His teeth scraped lightly against my skin sending sparks down to my toes. He kissed his way to my collarbone, grazing sharply then licking the small sting away. He brought one hand between our springing bodies and pressed on my throbbing clit. I thought I would soar out of my skin. My hands now freed, I grabbed onto his head, threading through his hair, holding him tight while I moaned and squirmed beneath him.

  Unexpectedly he stood up straight, grabbed me under the knees and raised my hips for deeper access. His thrusts were ruthless now as he slammed into me over and over. Our bodies slapped together, succulent and wet. My cries grew louder, more desperate, as the pleasure mounted. I was on fire. I ached for release.

  He stopped. I whimpered. Without words he flipped me over, positioning me on my hands and knees in the middle of the bed. He didn’t touch me at first leaving me cold and bare without him. Impatient, I growled, but then his hands were on me. Light fingers sketched a path down my spine as I shivered. Then he plunged back into me, steadying me with hands gripping my hips.

  He remained still for a moment, filling me with his dick until I wiggled against him, urging him on. He wrapped my long hair around his fist and gently tugged my head back, being mindful of the nature of its origin. He held me at his mercy, proving he would take me when he wanted and no sooner. Surrender. Trust. He wanted it all.

  He slammed into my pussy so hard that I fell forward onto my elbows. But it felt damn good. God it felt so good! He did it again, this time grunting with the force of it. I rocked forward but resided firmly on my elbows. I had never felt so exposed, so erotic, so raw. I entrusted my body, my soul, my very life to Carter. And he was demanding no less. Pressure built within me, muscle turning to jelly, pleasure singing through my veins. I couldn’t take anymore. I was going to shatter into a million pieces.

  “Carter,” I pleaded just as he began to slow down.

  “Shh,” he said softly. “I’m trying to make another baby.”

  He knew those were exactly the words I wanted to hear. He knew exactly what to say and how to say it to get me to conform to his every declaration. Carter had a way of controlling me with his words and his dick at the same time. So much so, that it was truly hard for me to ever think about being without him. But even with his words, even with all of his usual manipulation, this shit still felt so wrong.

  Chapter 20

  Here We Go Again

  I hadn’t spoken to Key in four weeks. He hadn’t called or even come by, which was not like him at all. Carter said he hadn’t even called his phone and probably got the hint that he needed to get his own life and quit trying to hang around him all of the time. Carter was so mean to Key and for no good reason at all. In a sense, I missed Key each day we were apart. I missed our talks, his laugh, and his ingenuity. But I understood that he needed to pull himself away from me like a Band-Aid. It was the only way he would be able to spare his feelings from the hurt of Carter and I remaining together. Still, it didn’t stop me from often daydreaming about him.

  “Aye, I might not be home tonight. Some of the guys are throwing a bachelor party for the chief’s little brother. So that means no females aloud.” Carter thumped my nose so I’d get the hint. He did so in hopes that I wouldn’t be tempted to pop up unannounced like I had been doing these past few weeks to make sure he was where he said he was.

  “But baby, I don’t wanna be alone tonight,” I whined.

  “You’ll be alright, girl. And, you’ve been getting along so well with Nina that I’m sure y’all are gonna have tons of fun.”

  When he mentioned her name I cringed. I didn’t want to be trapped in a room let alone an entire house with her. Granted he’s been leaving her with me still as his personal babysitter, but he’s been coming home and spending time with me too. I was hoping he would stick with his shit and not fall back into his old ways. I should have known that it would only be a matter of time before he slipped though.

  “Okay well since you’re going out tonight why don’t you spend the rest of the day with me and Nina? I mean it’s only 2pm, why do you have to leave so soon? We could eat ice cream and watch movies while snuggling.” I put on my best cheesy face for him.

  “Huh? That sounds like girly shit that y’all would be happy to share together.” Carter kissed my forehead and headed out to her room.

  I stood in the hallway leaning against the wall with my arms folded. His oversized Bears jersey draped across my legs, just barely covering my cleanly shaved cat. When he came out of the room I wanted him to see just what he would be giving up if he walked out that door. He came out with Nina in his arms, telling her that her mom would pick her up tomorrow evening. My eyes rolled instinctively as I headed down the hall to the front door.

  “You might as well just go. No sense in lingering around like you’re actually going to miss us or something.” I waved my hand signaling for him to slide out the door.

  “Don’t be like that, baby. I’m saying it’s a beautiful day outside. Maybe you should take Nina out somewhere and do girly things.” Carter winked his eye at me before turning to shoot her one then bolted out the door.

  “You heard him. We need some girl time, which consists of me doing whatever I want and I want to go to the rooftop pool,” Nina pouted.

  “Nina, you know you’re not allowed up there. Pick something else and we’ll do it but I’m not taking you up there.” The sigh that exited my mouth seemed long and drawn out.

  “I don’t want to do anything else. I want…to go…to the pool,” Nina screeched at the top of her lungs.

  “Will you shut the hell up? My neighbors are quick to call the police if they think someone’s being killed or something. You’re not in your little ghetto fabulous community, honey.” Unable to look at her any longer, I stormed past her into the kitchen in search for the hidden bottle of wine that I had stashed for such a stressful occasion. “Exhibit a little decorum.”

  “Instead of drinking,” Nina began as I popped the cork and chugged a bottle of Roscato. “You can take me to the rooftop. If you don’t, not only will I run to the neighbors house and tell them that you’re beating me but I’ll tell my daddy about you and Pop Pop fucking around.”

  “You need to watch your damn mouth little girl.”

  “No what you need to do is do what I say before I call my daddy.” Her hands perched upon her hips.

  I was in no mood to argue with the little shit for brains. Shaking my head and snatching the bottle from off the counter without a glass, I raised my hand waving her off. She got excited bouncing up and down assuming she was finally getting what she had wanted for so very long, racing off back to her room. I wasn’t at the table five minutes sipping on my bottle before she returned in a white t-shirt accentuating her little protruding belly and a pair of pink Minnie Mouse undies.

  “Alright, let’s go. But if your mom asks if you’ve been in the pool then you’d better tell her ass no or else I’m not going to do this shit again.” My words a bit slurred as I slid in my Nike running shoes trying to remember if I had on panties underneath my jersey or not.


  “You’ll do whatever I tell you to do,” she spat skipping to the front door. “Now let’s go.”

  The good thing about that moment was that I was slowly tuning her shrill voice out of my mind. All I had to do was remain in a drunken state for the rest of the day and everything would be all good. We exited the elevator on the rooftop level and she ran over to the pool as if it were a long blue rectangle of candy. There was nothing left to do but let her get her rocks off while I lowered my stress level.

  Oh shit. “Nina, we have to go back down for a second. I forgot my phone.”

  “So, go get your phone. I’m not moving. You’re disturbing my tanning session.” Nina was laid out across the beach chair as if she were an A list celebrity.

  “Whatever, can you swim?”

  “No, why?” She scoffed.

  “’Cause since your ass know you can’t swim, you’d better not get your ass in that water until I get back.” My eyes couldn’t have rolled to the back of my head harder as I pressed the elevator button.

  “Ugh, just go already. You’re aging my skin with all of that drama.” Crossing her legs she leaned back in the chair, totting her chin up to the sky.

  That little wench made my ass itch.

  Chapter 21

  Eyes Wide Shut

  Sitting my wine bottle on the kitchen counter and tossing my keys next to it, I began the search for my phone. It was amazing how something that I used everyday on a regular basis got misplaced or lost in hiding so much. Under the couch cushions, underneath the coffee table, and on the patio I searched but to no avail. If I had opted to get that landline house phone with my cable package, perhaps I could have called my cell to make it ring so I could follow the sound to its location. Annoyed, I scurried to the bedroom to see if it was lost in the abyss of Carter and my lust fest from the night before.

  The very first time that I saw your brown eyes

  Your lips said "hello" and I said hi

  I knew right then you were the one

  But I was caught up in physical attraction

  But to my satisfaction

  Baby you were more than just a face

  And if I ever fall in love again

  I will be sure that the lady is a friend

  And if I ever fall in love so true

  I will be sure that the lady's just like you

  Ooooh baby yeah.... I swear the next time she'll be my friend

  If I say that I could be your one and only

  Promise, that you'll never leave me lonely

  I just wanna be the one you need

  Oh Baby

  I just wanna be the one to serve you

  Sometimes I feel as if I don't deserve you

  I cherish every moment that we share…

  My mouth agape, I slowly entered the living room one step at a time staring aimlessly at the stereo blaring Shai through the speakers. I had to have tripped over the remote control to it causing it to automatically turn on and shuffle through five other CD’s inside before settling on that one. Once I figured that explanation was ridiculous, I began to wonder if Nina had come back downstairs just to fuck with me.

  “Olivia.”

  “Oh my gosh. You scared the crap shit out of me, Key.” My right hand clung to the jersey draped over my body, raising it slightly forcing me to remember that it was all that I had on. “What…what are you doing here?”

  My eyes shot behind him noticing that I had left the door standing wide open. My heart sped up, thumping harder than I could have ever imagined it could. He stood there with his hands in his slacks’ pockets just staring at me. I looked a hot mess, frantically combing my hair with my hand. But something told me that he didn’t give two shits about the way I looked. My palms grew sweaty as I lowered my hand back down to my side and forgot all about what the hell I was supposed to be doing. Why did this man have that affect on me?

  Key backed up a few steps closing the door behind him, locking both locks. I swear I was about to shit bricks when I heard the locks click. His eyes darted back at me as if he was about to scold me for being a very bad girl. For some reason, I was anxiously ready. My teeth bit my bottom lip almost seductively. My pussy grew wet and moist patiently awaiting his return. It was then that I remembered that I hadn’t washed the funk and sex off of my body from the activities Carter and I had last night.

  Wiggling his finger for me to come closer, Key began removing his pants. I felt like his finger hypnotized my feet to move in his direction. He called me in, gently placed his hand on my head and forced me to my knees to suck his nice well-endowed cock. In the story visional in my mind, he had made me kneel down with my hands tied behind my back. At first, I was alternating between licking around the head of his cock and running my tongue underneath it. He took his hand and inserted his big fat dick into my mouth then began moving his hips back and forth, breathing faster and faster.

  His excessive deep moaning caused my nipples to erect and my clit to tingle. Brusquely, he pulled out of my mouth using his finger underneath my chin to direct me to my feet. My thoughts started racing but they had nothing on what was happening to my body. A flush of heat burst up from between my legs and rose, washing over my nipples and coloring my face red. My legs trembled wondering if I stood up I would surely fall on to the dining table with my face planted and my ass in the air.

  “When I turn around I expect you to be sitting and have your eyes closed, Olivia.”

  He turned and I did as I was told, shutting my eyes quickly but not before catching a glimpse of the long large schlong of a cock hanging against the front of his pants. He was standing in front of me and all I wanted to do was open my eyes and pull him to me so I can brush my lips over his nice hard dick once again.

  I swore he read my mind because he leaned down and placed his hands on both sides of the wooden dining chair, bringing his face close to mine. I could feel the warmth radiating from him forcing my heart to pound as his scent intensified. His cheek brushed mine as he brought his lips to my ear.

  My heart thudded in my ears and I could hear my breath, unnaturally loud in the quiet room. Despite the roaring noise of my body in overdrive I heard the smallest rustle of fabric as he moved. He grabbed my wrists and effortlessly pulls me up and for a moment my body is against his pressed firmly. He towered over me, his hard pecs touching my face. In one smooth move he pulled me forward and is behind me in a flash, his muscular arms wrapped around me, holding my wrists still.

  He leaned forward and I involuntarily bend over, pushing my ass out against him. He guided my hands down to the cool surface of the table and as I bend over he fit his body against mine. I felt his cock, a rigid hardness pressing against me and I whimper as the depth of my need lashed through me. I wanted him there, then, fucking me, his big hands holding my hips as he strokes me hard.

  He pushes my hands together on the table and covered them with his left hand, holding them down. I felt his right hand draw a line down my body, past my hip and brush across my pussy.

  “Oh, please…”

  He clenched his left hand, pressing down with force on my hands and cupped my pussy with his right hand. His middle finger pressed down the hot slick crease and at that moment I wanted him to curl his finger, sliding it into me.

  “You will only speak in response to my questions.” Key’s voice was raspy yet provocative.

  I swallowed, my mouth instantly dry while my legs trembled. “Yes.”

  The slap Key delivered to my ass surprised me so much that I yelped loudly. His big hand rested against me again, his middle finger moved back into place, on the cusp of sliding into me.

  “That wasn’t a question.”

  I almost spoke again but I felt his hand tense against my ass, ready to slap if I disobeyed him again so I shakily nodded instead.

  “Good. You’re learning.”

  He moved his hand, the tip of his middle finger sliding down to brush past my clit. My mouth betrayed me and I let out a noise, a nonverbal
sound of wanting.

  Smack.

  This time his hand cracked against my ass higher up. The sting of pain brought involuntary tears to my eyes. I bit my lip as another sound threatens to rise up.

  “You will only speak in response to my questions.”

  My body had nearly completely lost it. My pussy was screaming fuck me suck me lick me. I could hear my blood rushing in my ears and if I weren’t leaning on the table with Key’s body behind me I probably would have crumpled to the floor. Some part of me had it together enough to realize he didn’t ask me a question so I remained as silent and as still as I could muster.

  “You are learning the rules, aren’t you?”

  His fingers lightly brushed over my throbbing ass, soothing the skin. I take a deep breath to calm myself.

  “Yes, baby.”

  “Do you feel anything for me?” Key inserted his dick inside of me never skipping a beat on his fingering.

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want me?”

  “Yes.” My temperature escalated to fire as I panted heavily.

  “Are you prepared to leave him?”

  I hesitated. He sensed it and began fingering me even faster. It was hard for me to think and focus on the question but I couldn’t deny that I had heard it. With every flick of his finger he coupled it with a nice hard thrust to my pussy as well. My silence was obviously making him angry but the harder he fucked me the more visions of Carter fucking Salina ringed into my head. Not only did it make me angry, Key was making me cum. My clit burst with desire as my breathing sped.

  “Yes,” My lips finally exploded.

  “I won’t ask you again, Olivia. If you don’t leave him, we are through. I won’t come second to a man who doesn’t deserve you,” Key huffed giving my ass another hard slap. “Do you understand me?”