by April Lust
She pursed her lips, starting to feel a little bit irritated. “Maybe, like, a real apology. That might be nice.”
Xander sighed loudly, but it sounded more like exhaustion than exasperation. “I’m sorry I was a dick. Does that work?”
Olivia still felt dissatisfied, but she figured she wasn’t going to get any better than that, at least not today. “It seems like a good plan to me. Why sit back and watch money slip from your fingertips when you can grab it?”
“Exactly!” Xander said. “It wouldn’t even need that many more men on the job. Half of the guys sit around here drinking half the time anyway, and we could get them on their bikes, making money for the club and for themselves. It’d boost morale.”
“Morale?” Olivia said incredulously. She couldn’t believe her ears. “You’re concerned about the group’s morale? Who the fuck are you and what did you do with Xander Bellows?”
Xander laughed a little and gestured to the other side of the bar. “I mean, look at these guys. They’re just sitting around drinking, bored out of their fucking minds. What if we can change that, and make things better for the women?”
Olivia started to feel warm inside. “You really care about this, huh?”
Xander shrugged, but she noticed his cheeks go a little pinker than usual. “It just seems stupid not to take the opportunity, that’s all.”
The big door opened behind them and they quickly moved out of the way to let the first of the senior members out. Jack and Jerry led the pack, and Xander and Olivia just stared at them expectantly.
“7-1, it passes,” Jerry said, causing Xander to pump his fists in the air.
“Yeah! You won’t regret this, guys!” Xander shouted, tapping his uncle firmly on the shoulder before jetting off across the bar to yell at the boys sitting there to pour him a drink.
Olivia and Jerry shared a small smile. Maybe my work here is done, Olivia thought to herself. Xander was acting like a leader. He was invested. He was inspired, even. But she still had no intentions of going anywhere.
As she followed Xander across the bar to get a celebratory drink, in the back of her mind she wondered, Who was the one holdout vote? She tried to dismiss the thought. It really didn’t matter. The vote had passed, and Xander was becoming the leader he was always meant to be. So what if somebody in the club resisted, if somebody in the club didn’t like that Xander was stepping up? No big deal, right?
But the nagging voice in the back of Olivia’s mind didn’t go away.
***
Xander and Olivia crashed through the door of his apartment, slamming it loudly shut behind them, but they didn’t bother locking the door. They would have had to pry their faces apart for that to happen and Xander was unwilling to let go of her mouth for a second. They had spent a few hours drinking with the boys after telling them the details of the new mission, but before too long he felt the need to celebrate with Olivia, privately.
“I’m so—fucking—happy for you,” Olivia whispered into Xander’s mouth in between wet, open-mouthed kisses.
“Mmm?” Xander murmured, sticking his hands under her shirt to feel her bare skin. He started fumbling with her bra, struggling to undo the clasp.
Olivia pulled back from his face but still framed it with her hands, staring directly into his eyes. Xander felt raw and vulnerable, like he was naked, out in the cold— but she was safety, she was security, she was the thing that was going to save him from the abyss. “You stood up for something. You fought for it. And you won. You’re going to make a difference. You’re going to make this into a real family, and I’m so…” She inhaled deeply and shook her head. “I’m so fucking proud. So fucking proud.”
Xander smiled a little, feeling exposed and nervous. He leaned in and kissed her again, soft at first, then harder and harder, their tongues slipping against each other. Olivia deepened the kiss, clutching hard onto his neck and scratching his skin with her nails. Xander groaned into her mouth, accidentally sliding his teeth against her lips, but she moaned a little, high-pitched and precious, so he did it again. And again. And again, until she smacked his ass and grinded their crotches together. She pulled back from the kiss, but before Xander could protest Olivia put a hand on his chest and spoke.
“We tested negative for everything,” she whispered, kissing the side of his neck.
His skin felt hot and cold at once, with every single nerve ending alert. Every inch of his skin felt so sensitive, like every movement of her tongue, every single scrape of his nails set off a bomb inside of him. He was fucking shaking in her hands. He’d never felt this way before.
“You know what that means?” she whispered into his ear.
Xander exhaled shakily and wrapped his hand around the back of her head, threading fingers into her thick hair. “I get to fuck you...” he whispered.
Olivia shook her head a little in his grasp. “More than that. You get…” She dropped a kiss on the side of his chin. “To come…” Her mouth moved up to lick at the sensitive lobe of his ear. “Inside me.”
Xander groaned and clutched harder onto her. “I really want that,” he whispered back. “I really want to fucking come in you.”
“Yeah?” Olivia murmured, biting down gently on his ear. “You wanna fucking claim me, baby? Fill me up? Make me your dirty little slut?”
Xander laughed in shock. “Jesus fucking Christ. I don’t deserve you.”
Olivia smiled and dropped a sweet, simple kiss on his lips. “Yeah, you do. You’re what I want.”
Xander wondered when in the hell he was going to stop feeling scared of Olivia. She was this gorgeous woman, but, in some ways, she was a walking machine gun with the power to tear him into shreds with the smallest, sweetest comment. He wrapped his hands around her back and swung her up into his arms. Olivia cheered and wrapped her arms around his neck. Xander felt more secure this way, holding her up. It was easier to feel strong this way.
He started walking across the apartment, carrying her over to his bed. Usually they fucked on the couch or the floor or in the shower, spontaneously falling into each other’s embrace. But he wanted to do this right. He wanted her to relax completely, trust him and give everything up. He was about to be closer to her than he’d been to any woman, ever, and he wanted to do it right.
Xander reached around Olivia’s body and yanked her shirt over her head before pulling her unclasped bra off her body. He growled and dove into her chest, biting down onto her breasts immediately and making her wail.
“Damn, shit!” she moaned, only encouraging him to bite down harder, sucking until he left a wide red mark around her nipple.
“You’ve got such great fucking tits,” Xander said in between long, thick licks over her sensitive little pink nubs. “I fucking love them.”
“Thank you,” Olivia moaned quietly, running her hands over his arms, leaving goosebumps in her wake.
He traveled down Olivia’s body, licking around her belly button and biting the soft skin of her stomach. He liked that she had a little bit of meat on her. It felt good to grab her thick hips and jerk her up and down on his cock. But not tonight. Tonight, he was going to be on top. He was going to dominate her entirely.
Xander pinned her hands down on the bed as he traveled down to her shorts, mouthing at the hem around her hips. He pulled the fabric of her shorts aside with his teeth, pulling it down roughly until her shorts traveled down to her knees, revealing her red underwear. Xander laughed breathlessly, staring at her barely-covered pussy. “Goddamn,” he murmured to himself before bringing his hands up to push her shorts down to her feet.
He pulled his hands back and used one to trace the lace border of her underwear, loving how she started breathing harder in response. Xander leaned in and spread his tongue in between his fingers, licking the smooth skin of her pelvis and biting down on her hipbones. He loved the swells of her body, the hills and valleys of her ass and waist and legs. He couldn’t keep himself from squeezing as hard as he could onto her hips, makin
g her cry out. “Is that okay? Did I hurt you?” he whispered as he kissed her belly button again. In the past, he would bite and pull and push and just know it was okay, totally confident in himself. But now he felt more conscious of himself, more worried he was going to do something wrong and hurt her.
“It’s good,” Olivia whispered back, reaching her hand down to ruffle his hair. “So good.”
Xander smiled up at her and returned to his work, nibbling around her underwear until she was whimpering above him. “You smell really good,” he whispered to her, pressing his face into her panties. “I wanna taste you.”
“Mmm please,” Olivia said back, tightening her grip in Xander’s hair.
He kept tickling around her underwear, causing her to lift her hips off the bed. Xander stuck one hand under her body, clutching onto her ass. Olivia moaned out again, high and desperate, while Xander used his other hand to pet her pussy over her underwear. “I can feel you getting wet,” he whispered.
Olivia traced her fingers over his scalp, tickling Xander’s skin and making him grunt lowly into her pussy. Xander played with the side of her underwear, scratching lightly on the exposed skin before pulling the fabric of the panties aside to reveal her labia. “Jesus, fuck, such a sweet little pussy you have,” Xander whispered before leaning in to breathe on her skin.
She laughed breathlessly above him, messing up his hair. “The better to fuck you with, my dear,” she said, immediately falling into a fit of adorable high-pitched giggles.
Xander loved the sound of that laughter. She sounded so free, so light. He wanted more of that. He wanted to make her sink into the bed. He wanted to make her melt completely in his hands and mouth. He flicked his tongue out to press against her exposed lips. Olivia cried out again and arched her hips, pushing her ass back more into his hand. Xander squeezed her butt, slipping a finger between her cheeks, while he opened his mouth and started making out with her pussy.
Xander pulled back for a second and used his free hand to pin her hands down under one of his pillows. “Stay still,” he ordered her before traveling back down her body and licking between her wet, dripping lips. He started sucking, first on the right, then on the left, over and over again until Olivia was squealing. He started alternating between sucking and licking, back and forth, back and forth, getting her wetter and hotter under his touch. “You like this?” he whispered into her pussy.
Olivia moaned loudly. “I really like it. I really fucking do.”
“Yeah, baby?” Xander asked before dragging his tongue painfully slowly over her clit. “You want more of it?”
“Yes, I do, I really fucking do, give me, give me it,” Olivia rambled.
“Ask. Nicely,” Xander ordered her, digging his finger harder in between her ass, his fingertip dancing around her hole.
“Unnh! Unh, please, please, please give me, please give me more, baby, baby, baby, please!” she cried out.
Xander immediately obeyed, diving mouth-first into her pussy again, this time latching his tongue and lips and teeth all around her clit, sucking as hard as he possibly could. Olivia shrieked, pushing her pussy farther into his mouth. He could taste her sweet juices, that delicious nectar. He wanted to swallow all of it. He wanted to drink her up, take her inside, keep her safe.
He started circling her asshole faster and faster, making her rock back and forth between his mouth and his hand, bouncing and moaning with every motion of her hips. Xander brought his free hand up to play with one of her nipples while he circled his tongue in thick, wide circles that narrowed more and more with every rotation around her clit. Xander swore he could feel her heartbeat through her pussy, pounding right against his tongue.
“Please! Please!” Olivia moaned, arching up and down, up and down, fucking his face faster and faster.
Xander pulled back to gather his breath and wipe his wet chin, still playing around with her asshole. “What do you want, baby?”
“Your cock,” Olivia groaned, jerking her hips back and forth until the tip of his finger disappeared inside of her.
“Yeah?” Xander asked, slowly rotating his finger around inside her before pulling back and jerking it in and out in slow, rhythmic motions. “You want me to fuck you?”
Olivia nodded and breathed raggedly, her chest rising up and down frantically. Her entire body was flushed red.
Goddammit, she looks so fuckable, Xander thought. He dragged his free hand down from her chest to her stomach and then down to the hot wet sacred little spot between her legs. Xander slipped a finger inside of her pussy, pumping it in and out a few times before adding another one. He fucked her gently, trying to get her as open as possible. “You want my fucking cock?” he repeated.
“Yes, yes, please,” Olivia hissed out, reaching her hand down to press his fingers in deeper into her pussy.
After another few seconds, Xander pulled his fingers out of both holes and crawled back up Olivia’s body, grabbing hold of her neck and kissing her deeply. “I’m gonna give you what you deserve,” he whispered into her mouth before sliding his tongue inside.
Olivia spread her legs farther apart, and Xander grabbed his cock, guiding it over to her hole. “Please, please, please,” she murmured into his mouth, bringing one hand out from under the pillow to clutch onto the back of his head. She jerked her hips forward, bringing his bare cock into of her pussy.
“Oh, god, fuck!” Xander cried out. He could feel everything, her bare wet walls opening for him. She was so fucking tight. He bit down on Olivia’s shoulder, trying to muffle the noises that threatened to leave his mouth. Xander sucked hard on her skin, wanting her to feel as good as he did. He pushed deeper inside of her, more and more, pulling in and out, in and out, until he finally buried himself all the way inside. “God, that’s good,” he whispered.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Olivia breathed out, digging her nails into the back of his neck.
Xander launched himself forward, fucking her a little harder and faster. She was so wet, practically dripping around him. He wanted to give her all his cock. He wanted to give her everything.
Olivia arched up into his body, fucking him back as hard as he pushed into her. Xander loved how her hand felt on his head and neck, but he wanted her to feel completely covered, completely taken care of. He pulled her hand off the back of his neck and pinned it back down to the bed.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Fuck me harder,” Olivia grunted into his ear, tangling her fingers with his at the head of the bed.
Xander immediately obeyed, shoving his length in and out, quicker than before. But he still held back. He wanted her to lose control, completely break apart beneath him. He kept one hand on hers, pinning her down to the bed, while his other traveled slowly down her body, pushing his nails lightly into her waist and hips and ass before his fingers found her clit, rubbing up and down while his cock pulled in and out.
The bed started squeaking loudly, probably loud enough that anybody in the floor beneath them could tell what they were doing, but Xander didn’t fucking care. He wanted everybody to know she was his. She seemed to get tighter and tighter around him, practically swallowing him up. He pushed in and out faster, making the bed rock up and down. Xander’s fingers started moving faster, flying over her clit. Olivia cried out, and Xander could see her face screwed up in pleasure, eyes shut tight and mouth open wide, moaning out curses.
“I’m gonna fucking come,” Olivia whined, sounding higher and needier than she’d ever been before.
Xander clutched harder onto her fingers and bounced his hips forward, digging his cock in as deeply as he could while his fingers jerked her clit frantically.
Olivia cried out, squeezing his hand painfully as she rode through her orgasm, her pussy jerking up and down in hot spasms that just never seemed to end. Xander loved every second of it, feeling her tighten around his cock. It was making him fly over the edge, losing feeling in every inch of his body except for his throbbing cock.
After her pussy stopped pulsing, O
livia sunk deeper into the bed, her fingers going limp inside of his. Xander kept fucking her, going as hard as he ever had. “Is it—Is this okay?” he asked in between long, panting breaths.
“Mm-hmm,” Olivia murmured, obviously utterly drained beneath him.
Xander’s cock started tingling. He felt like he was going to explode, just completely shatter apart inside of her. “I’m gonna—” he warned, but by then it was too late. He was coming. He was going to fuck his seed deep inside of her. Xander jolted inside of her, spilling out his come in spurts. He pushed in and out, not consciously, but because his body just couldn’t stop, continuing to move inside of her until he ran out of steam completely.
He fell on top of her, absolutely collapsing like a deflated balloon. He had nothing left to give. He felt like he disappeared inside Olivia and if he fell out of her, he would stop existing.
Xander might’ve blacked out for a few seconds, or a few minutes, or an hour. He couldn’t be sure. All he knew was that when he opened his eyes again, Olivia’s sweet eyes were looking up at him, shining like stars.
