She shivers, and I try to hide my smile and my raging hard on. We’re not alone in the elevator. I move her in front of me to both hide what’s trying to break free from my pants, and also because I need my hands on her. I massage her shoulders until we get to out floor. Then I pick her up and carry down the hall and into our room as she squeals and hugs my neck tight.
Chapter 15
Olivia
I can’t believe Luke carried me into our room like some fairytale prince would do. He is my fairytale, so I guess it’s fitting, but I just didn’t expect my thoroughly modern guy to do that. He walks all the way in and places me on the couch before making sure our door is shut and the deadbolt is on. Then he stalks—there’s no other word for the way he’s moving—back to me. He picks me back up and carries me down the hall to the bedroom, placing me on the bed.
“I’ve barely been holding on to my sanity after feeling your corset and garters on the Ferris wheel,” he tells me as he pulls my dress down off my shoulders. He lifts me with one arm while using the other to pull it completely off.
“I wanted to look sexy for you.”
“You always look sexy, but hot damn, this is…I…fuck.”
I decide to tease him a little. I lick my lips and then run my hands over my breasts that are popping out of the top of the corset. His eyes track my hands as I slide them down to play with the garters attached to my thigh high stockings.
“You never did show me how you like touching yourself.”
“You’ve figured out what I like.”
He raises his head to meet my eyes, swallowing hard. “I want to watch you.”
I won’t deny him. “Sit down, Luke,” I say as I stand up. He kisses me hard once, and then takes my place on the edge of the bed.
I want to put on a good show for him. I run my hands over my throat and then down to the top of my corset. After undoing two of the closures, I let my breasts pop out. I take my nipples in hand and start pinching as I use my other fingers to knead.
“Oh God, Ollie.”
I leave one hand playing while the other slides down my stomach and into my thong. I slide my wetness around and then start circling my clit. I could put my fingers inside, but I know I don’t need it. I’ve played my body for long enough to know how to get off. I throw my head back and close my eyes as I feel the pressure slowly building.
When Luke groans and curses, I open my eyes and look to him. He has his pants and briefs pushed down. He’s stroking his cock, which is out and hard. For me. I want it in my mouth, so I press and pinch harder until I’m hurtling towards release.
I come screaming his name and then drop to my knees to put my mouth on him, even as I’m still shaking from the aftershocks. I’m still touching my clit as I start to lick him. “Fuck. Olivia. Yeah. Keep touching yourself while you suck me.”
I suck and pull as Luke puts his hand over mine and helps me keep a rhythm. He uses his other hand to hold my hair. He isn’t being forceful, he’s just holding me tight. It doesn’t take long until he’s jerking and shooting into my mouth. It’s so hot, this powerful knowledge that I did that, and I’m coming again right after him.
I lean my head on his knee as I remove my mouth from him and my fingers from my clit. He lifts my right hand and licks my fingers clean. He’s still breathing hard. We both are. “That was the hottest experience of my life. Hands down the hottest. God, Ollie, you’re perfect.”
“Not even close, but that was extremely hot,” I tell him with a laugh as I kiss his knee and look up at him.
“Don’t put down my wife,” he says as he lifts me onto his lap and kisses me sweetly. “She’s nothing if not perfect. For me at least.”
“Perfect for you is something I’ll own.”
“Good. Now do you want to see your next surprise?”
“You seriously didn’t need to do so much. I would’ve been good with just the wedding and a night in a hotel somewhere.”
“I know, and that’s why I wanted to spoil you. It means a lot to me that you don’t expect me to do extravagant things for you. But I want to. I like spoiling you, and since my family is insisting I keep getting Griffin money, I can do it all the time.”
“Not all the time. I’d rather be surprised a few times. I don’t need to always be spoiled.”
“We’ll talk about that later. Come on out to the bar area and see what I have for you. For us.”
I pull my corset back together as I take his hand and follow him into living area of the suite. He goes behind the bar and pulls out a small, tiered wedding cake with fresh flowers around it and a little couple on top. I know I look like a crazy person as I smile wide. I wasn’t going to complain about not having a wedding cake since we were really last minute with the wedding. I had been a little sad about not having one, though.
“You got us a cake.”
“Of course I did. Doreen and Eliza couldn’t do anything fancy in such a short time, but they made this for us. I knew you’d want it, I just wish it could be fancier.”
“I love it, Luke. It’s beautiful, and I’m just so happy right now. I really did want a cake.”
“All I want is to make you happy. I hope you know that.”
“I do know that. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Let’s cut this so I can feed you the first piece.”
He comes back around to my side of the bar with a fancy wedding knife. We hold it together and cut the cake. The moment feels so perfect and wonderful. I once dreamed of doing this in front of a room full of people. I don’t need that, though. I realize that my dream is right next to me, holding my hand. I need to tell him that.
“This is better than anything I ever dreamed about as a little girl. You, here with me, is the best ever.”
“Really? You’re sure?” I can see the nervousness in his eyes.
“Yes. I can’t remember ever being so sure of anything before this.”
Luke smiles then, one of those devastating Griffin boy smiles that can bring a woman to her knees. I was already on my knees, but I’m about ready to drop down again. I’m not immune by a long shot. As my knees start to buckle, my husband reaches out to grab me.
“You okay, Ollie?”
“Just a little weak in the knees.” He quirks an eyebrow at me in silent question. “You smiled your full smile, Luke.”
“And you got weak in the knees?”
“Maybe.” I’m mortified now that I told him. I try to turn away. He’s not having it.
“Oh no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere.”
“I just embarrassed myself. I need to go recover,” I tell him as I try to pull out of his grasp.
“Embarrassed? First off, you shouldn’t ever be embarrassed with me. Second, that is so fucking hot. Knowing I can still bring you to your knees with a smile, even after I put a ring on your finger. And third, you make me weak in the knees all the time. All. The. Time.”
I look up and see the sincerity in his eyes. He means it, and I’m humbled by the love this man shows for me. Every time I think it can’t get better, it does. I reach up and kiss him, trying to convey all my gratitude and love. I can’t say it out loud. It’s too much.
We kiss for several minutes. Little kisses and nips at each other’s lips. Finally, Luke smiles against my lips as he touches his forehead to mine. I try to kiss him again, but he pulls back.
“Cake first, then we can kiss some more. All night, if you want.”
“I want. I’ll settle for cake for a few minutes. It’ll be a hardship, though. There’s really no substitute for your mouth.”
“I’ll make it up to you. I plan to have my mouth all over you. More than once.”
“Are you trying to make me fall to the ground?”
“No. Why would I want that?”
“Then stop being so sexy and swoony. Just turn it off.”
“I didn’t know I had a switch.”
I put my hands on my hips and arch an eyebrow. “Really?”
“
Okay, so I normally do know how to turn it on and off,” he says with a laugh. “Not for you, though. I’m powerless against you.”
“I’m not complaining. Just having trouble standing.”
“I’ll always catch you if you fall, Ollie. No matter what. Always.”
“I know. I’ll catch you, too.”
“Let’s have some cake so I can take you back to bed.”
‘Could we just take our cake to bed?”
“Too messy.”
“True. Feed me cake, husband.”
We each grab a piece of the slice, and just like expected, we smash it into each other. Luke reaches out and rubs some above my corset, and I put a handful on his neck. We each manage a few bites in between covering one another in cake and icing.
He grabs my hand and leads me laughing into our bathroom. We both start undressing, but Luke stops me as I’m about to undo my garters. “Oh no. I’m taking those off you.”
My hot and naked husband drops to his knees in front of me. He caresses my calves, up to my knees, and finally my thighs. He pushes my legs apart as I hold on to his shoulders for balance. Luke fingers my garters and slowly snaps them off, running his hands up to the edge of my thong. He yanks on the sides and the fabric rips. He lets it fall to the floor as he pushes my stockings down. He helps me out of my shoes and the stockings, then makes sure I’m firmly back on my feet.
I’m in my garter belt and nothing else as he rocks back on his heels and looks at me. “Damn.”
“Are you referring to my last scrap of lingerie or the cake I’m covered in?” I ask with a smile.
“Lingerie. Definitely the lingerie. Seeing that belt on you with your pussy glistening for me below it…I…thank you.”
“I was hoping you’d like it.”
“I fucking love it. I was going to wait until we washed off in the shower, but I need to taste you now. Hold on to my shoulders, honey.”
I do as he asks while he twists my garters around his fingers and pulls me to his mouth. As soon as his tongue touches me, my knees go weak again and I moan. I can feel Luke smile against me as he twists the garters tighter around his fingers to hold me up. I’m still sensitive from my show earlier, so it doesn’t take more than a few licks and sucks on my clit to send me flying. I leave marks on his shoulders from my nails as I dig them in.
“Oh my God, Luke. I almost blacked out that time.”
“The night’s still young,” he tells me as he stands and carries me into the shower and turns it on.
He leaves the garter belt on as he takes me against the shower wall. It’s fast and rough because we’re both too far gone for gentle. We can be gentle later. After we both come hard, we actually wash each other off and stagger to the bed. Seriously, neither one of us is walking very easily. We collapse on the bed and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
* * *
Luke
I wake up with Olivia lying across my chest. Damn, but it never gets old to have her in my arms. Especially when we’re both naked. I’ve got some serious morning wood going on, but my wife looks so content while she’s sleeping. She also looks sexy, so I can’t help myself. I start rubbing her back as I kiss the top of her head.
It takes about a minute before she stirs. “Good morning, Mr. Griffin.”
“It is when my wife’s in my arm, Mrs. Griffin.”
“Mm…it is very nice to wake up like this.”
“I’m going to have to ravish you right now, but then we’ll have whatever you want for breakfast.”
“Oh, are you hard?” she teases as she moves her hand down and strokes me. I growl at her in response. “Just a little, huh?”
“Little? Honey, there’s nothing little down there.” I tell her as I roll us and lean over her.
“Put your big cock in me then, Luke.”
Oh hell yeah. I reach down and guide myself to her entrance. I lean back a little and then slam into her. I’m deep inside and it’s like coming home. She’s my home.
Despite how hard I am, I realize that I want this morning to be sweet, so I rock in and out slowly. We kiss softly, little pecks and bites. She’s on the same page as I am. We both want to savor our first morning as husband and wife. I can tell she’s getting close, and I’m starting to feel my release within reach as well. I start moving a little faster and then we’re both going over the edge, whispering each other’s names.
“That was perfect.”
“Yeah, Ollie, it was.”
I roll over and pull her back into my arms. We cuddle for a long time, just touching and kissing and whispering about our love. I could probably stay here forever, but her stomach growls right before mine does the same thing.
“I think we need food, husband.”
“I think you’re right, wife.”
“First rule of marriage—your wife’s always right.”
I wait until after I call to order our breakfast before I respond to that. “I’d hate to break that rule, but we both know I’m usually right.”
“We do not both know that, jerk.”
“Jerk? That’s the best you’ve got?”
“Motherfucking asshole. How about that?” she asks as she whacks me with a pillow.
“Are you a mother? ‘Cuz you’re the only one I’m fucking.”
I dodge the pillow this timeand pull her down on top of me. “You are impossible, Luke Griffin.”
“Impossibly sexy?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe, huh? That won’t do.” I lean over and capture her nipple in my mouth, sucking hard.
“Oh God. No maybe. Yes, sexy.”
I let go with a smirk. “Impossibly handsome?”
“You know I think you’re hot.”
“I like to hear it.”
“Idiot.” I get whacked with the pillow again.
“Hmm…what else can I ask?”
“Impossibly annoying works.”
“Oh no. This is all about how great I am. No negatives.”
“Where are my compliments?”
“You, my wife, are impossibly sexy, beautiful, and smart.”
“Aww. You’re impossibly smart, too. “
“See. That wasn’t so hard to say, was it?”
“Just shut up and kiss me.”
“That I can do.”
We kiss for several minutes and then realize we should put something on for when the food gets here. I put on jeans and Olivia wears my button down shirt from the wedding. The food arrives and we sit on the coach to eat, feeding each other from the different plates. Once we’re done, I reveal my final surprise.
“So I was thinking that we should get a place together.”
“But we can’t tell anyone, Luke.” She looks so scared, and my heart shatters a little, both for her and for me. I don’t want to hide, but I will. For her.
“I know. We can keep our apartments if you want, but I was hoping you’d go look at a house with me this afternoon.”
“A house?”
“Yeah. I’ve seen a ‘For Sale’ sign on a house near my new school, and I think it’d be nice to live there with you. I set up an appointment for this afternoon. But if you don’t want to do this, I’ll cancel.”
“I’d love to have a house with you, Luke. I’m sorry that I’m making you keep this quiet, and I appreciate it so much.”
“Just promise me it won’t be for too long. My family’s already going to be upset that we got married without them. I need to know I can tell the world you’re mine soon.”
“As soon as I can. I promise.”
She pulls me to her and hugs me tight. We hold each other for several minutes and then get dressed. I check out by phone, grab our bags, and we head down to valet pick-up. The ticket was waiting for me in the suite along with our bags. I drive us to the house, hoping Olivia will like it as much as I do.
When we pull into the gate she tells me it looks beautiful from the outside. It’s red stucco and brick. Not huge by any standard, but perfect for us. At leas
t I think it is. I get out of the car and open her door, taking her hand. The realtor meets us at the door.
We tour the inside—an open living space and kitchen, plus a bedroom and a bathroom on the bottom floor, and then two bedrooms and a loft upstairs. It has a nice sized yard that could fit a pool. I’m anxious as I wait for her to tell me what she thinks. She finally turns to me and tells me she loves it and can’t wait to move in. I kiss her hard and then tell the realtor that I want to make an offer. She says we should hear back today.
I’m nervous as we head to my place—I really want that house. As we pull in, Olivia’s cell rings. “Hi Mom…no I’m not home. Why?”
She listens for a minute. “I’m out with a friend. I won’t be home until late…yes, I know I have school tomorrow.”
I won’t lie. That just hurt. Really bad. I put an offer on a house for us, and she called me a friend. I know she feels she has to, but it doesn’t make it feel any better. She finishes the call as I pull into my parking space. We both just sit there for a minute.
“Are you okay?” she asks me, breaking the silence.
“Honestly? No.”
“I’ll tell them. I will.”
“I just don’t understand, Ollie. I know you want to please them, but I don’t think that will ever happen. They’ve set their expectations too high. And to tell you the truth, I think they know it and are using that to keep you under their thumb.”
“I think that, too.”
“So don’t let them. Even before we got married, you didn’t need money from them anymore. And now, well, you definitely don’t.”
“I’m not taking your money, Luke. You can buy the house, but I’m splitting the bills.” I start to open my mouth, but she stops me. “Don’t argue. I make a good salary from Candi, and I’ve been thinking lately that I want to stay on with her and not do my internship. I think I help her business.”
“I know you help her, and I love that you don’t want my money, but it’s there whenever you want or need it. I’m adding you to my accounts, and this is something I’m going to win at.”
“Fine. As long as I can add you to my accounts.”
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