by T. K. Leigh
Her body came alive with hunger as she watched him lean down and turn off the water.
“I’ve been dreaming about the day I could see you sprawled out beneath me on my desk. Now, go stand there. Face the windows. Don’t you dare turn around.”
She stared into his deep green eyes, unable to make a sound.
“Olivia, love, did you hear me?”
She simply nodded, her mind a daze as she walked out of the bathroom toward his desk, the room bright from the sunlight streaming in. She faced the windows, looking at the bustling city all those stories below. Her breathing increased as she continued standing there, waiting. The anticipation was killing her. It always did, and he knew that.
After what seemed like an eternity, she sensed him behind her. “It’s about fucking time, Alex,” she said. “I’m going crazy over here.”
He wrapped his arm around her stomach and pulled her against his naked body. She gasped at the feel of his erection on her back.
“Do you feel what you do to me, love?” he asked softly. “All week, all I could think of was the next time I could be balls deep in that perfect pussy of yours.” His hand traveled down her stomach, slowly making its way to her clit. “Did you miss my cock as much as I missed your pussy, Olivia?” he asked as he slowly began rubbing her.
She threw her head back against his chest, moaning with pleasure. “Yes,” she exhaled. “Please. I need to feel you inside me, Alexander.”
He quickly spun her around to face him. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his face down to hers. “I missed you so much, so will you please fuck me already?” she breathed into his mouth before pressing her lips against his.
He groaned, running his hands all over her body. He tore his lips away from her mouth, panting after the sudden invasion of her sweet tongue. “I will never tire of kissing you. Every kiss feels like our first kiss. Do you remember that?”
She stood up on her tiptoes and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. “How could I forget? You pinned me against my door.”
He brushed his fingers against her lips. She closed her eyes in response, remembering their first kiss. He was right. Every kiss felt the same. Every kiss forced the same reaction from her body. Every kiss ignited sparks deep within.
“Olivia,” he whispered.
“Yes,” she exhaled.
“I want to watch.”
She flung her eyes open, not understanding what he was talking about. His hands roamed her body again as he feathered kisses against her soft skin. “Last night, angel. On the phone. I want to watch you touch yourself.” She closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of his hands on her body. “Please, love. For me.”
Her heart melted at his gentle plea. She would do anything for him if it made him happy. Pulling back, she smiled. “Okay.”
Alexander’s eyes grew wide in surprise before he crushed his lips to hers once more, moaning into her mouth as he slowly walked her back to the desk, carefully lowering her on top of it. He hovered over her, kissing her neck before exploring the rest of her body with his tongue. Grabbing her hand in his, he slowly moved it down her stomach, spreading her legs as she lay on the dark mahogany.
He guided her hand over her clit, rubbing with her, his hand on top of hers. Nuzzling against her, he dragged his tongue across her neck. “I’m going to remove my hand now, Olivia,” he said rather calmly. “I’m going to sit in the chair in the corner and watch as you make yourself come. Okay?”
Olivia moaned, entirely lost in the moment. She never thought she could be so turned on from her hand alone, but the fact that Alexander was watching as she pleasured herself set her body on fire with each stroke.
Alexander slowly walked away, sitting down in a chair a few feet away from the desk, never taking his eyes off her. “Spread your legs wider, Olivia,” he ordered. “I want to see how wet you are.”
She immediately obeyed his command, forcing her legs further apart as she continued toying with her clit. Why did it feel so good?
“Alex, I don’t know how much longer I can do this,” she said, her breathing becoming ragged.
“Does it turn you on that I’m sitting over here watching you, Olivia?” he asked.
“Yes,” she answered quickly.
“Good. Look at me,” he said. She opened her eyes and glanced at him over her legs. He was stroking himself. A smile spread across her face. “Well, I couldn’t let you have all the fun,” he explained. “Now, don’t you dare stop. I want to see you come.”
“Damn it, Alex!” Olivia shouted, lying back down on the desk. “I just want to feel you inside of me,” she exhaled. “Stop teasing me like this.”
“I’m not the one teasing, Olivia. You’re doing that all by yourself,” he replied. “And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire fucking life so don’t you even think about stopping.”
Olivia moaned as she returned her fingers to her clit.
“That’s my girl,” Alexander murmured, watching the woman he loved touch herself as he continued stroking his own erection. He was ready to explode and was trying to hold back, not wanting to come before she did. Standing up, he walked over to the desk and watched as she continued rubbing. “Olivia,” he said quietly. “I’m going to come soon. Are you?”
She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, nodding fervently. “Yes.” She couldn’t believe that she was ready to fall apart so quickly from her own fingers.
“Good. I want you to come and then I’m going to fuck you. Okay?” He ran his hand across her stomach, stopping at her nipple, and squeezed.
His words and hands on her body sent her over the top. She screamed out his name as she shuddered from the satisfaction that her own fingers gave her.
Alexander grabbed her legs and brought her to the edge of the desk, slamming into her.
Olivia moaned out, the orgasm still coursing through her, making her entire body tremble around him.
“God, love. You feel so fucking good.” He thrust into her as he stood against his desk. “I’ll never get enough of this beautiful pussy of yours. Tell me you like it when I fuck you hard like this,” he exhaled, his breathing labored.
“Yes,” Olivia said, her mind a blur. “I like it hard like this.” Her voice was husky as she spasmed beneath him, her orgasm never seeming to end.
“Olivia!” he moaned out, leaning over the desk and biting her nipple as his orgasm ravaged his own body.
She gently caressed his sweat-laden forehead while their breathing slowed. He turned his face to look at her. “Can I just say that may have been the hottest thing ever.” A boyish grin spread across his face.
Olivia grabbed his face and brought it to hers, kissing him full and deep. “I missed you, Mr. Burnham.”
“And I missed you, Miss Adler. Now, shower time.”
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“LIBBY!” MELANIE SHOUTED FROM the opposite side of MacFadden's when Olivia walked through the door with Alexander several hours later. She ran up to them as they made their way past the bar, hugging Olivia with a mischievous smile plastered on her face. “Don’t be mad.”
Olivia raised her eyebrows. “What are you talking about, Mel?”
“I kind of told a few friends how friggin’ awesome you are, singing and all that, and I invited them to come out tonight.”
“It’s okay. I’m used to performing in front of several hundred people. I don’t mind.” She gave her a reassuring look.
“Good. I was worried you’d go off the deep end. Don’t worry. I’ll be good tonight. Early morning tomorrow and all.”
“Are you working?” Olivia asked, a confused look on her face. Melanie usually didn’t work on the weekends.
“No. Kiera invited me to come dress shopping with you!” she exclaimed excitedly. “Bridget is coming, too, I think. Kiera figured you’d never ask anyone else to join you, and we all think that having a few different opinions would be beneficial.”
“What’s this?” Alexander
asked, his interest piqued.
Olivia turned to face him. “Apparently, I’m going shopping for a wedding dress tomorrow. Kiera is hell bent on making sure I actually marry you, for some reason.”
He slung his arm around her waist. “Good. Remind me to keep her on my good side then.”
Melanie smiled at Olivia and Alexander, sighing. “You guys are too freakin’ cute together.” She looked over at the couches, her eyes meeting Tyler’s, a dreamy expression spreading across her face before she snapped back to reality. “Come. We’re all over there.”
She led the way through the bar toward a large section of couches where quite a few people Olivia had never met sat enjoying some drinks and having a good time. And amongst all of them sat Tyler, looking just as nervous as Olivia felt.
“Is Kiera here yet?” Olivia asked Melanie.
“No. Not yet. But she should be here soon, I think.”
Olivia tensed up when she saw everyone in the group eye her and Alexander as they sat down in the seats Melanie had pointed to. She still grew somewhat uneasy in social situations like this, hating how everyone stared at her because of whom she was there with.
“This is Olivia, one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world,” she said. “And this is her fiancé, Alexander Burnham. And, yes. It’s the Alexander Burnham. He’s Tyler’s big brother.” Melanie sat down, visibly bouncing in her seat, grabbing Tyler’s hand in hers.
Alexander leaned over to Olivia. “Are you okay with all of this?” he whispered in her ear.
“It’s fine, Alexander,” she said quietly, giving him a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry about me.”
He sighed, brushing that errant curl out of her eye. “It’s my job to worry about you, love.”
“Hey! Who brought the party?” a voice called out seconds later.
Olivia breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her friend’s voice. She got up and wrapped her arms around Kiera, winking at Mo over her shoulder.
“Happy to see me, huh, Libby?”
“You have no idea,” she replied under her breath.
Mo and Alexander exchanged a handshake as a server came by to take some drink orders. Melanie introduced everyone, but Olivia knew she would never remember all their names. She laughed a little at the look on Tyler’s face as he spoke with his brother, keeping his eyes trained on Melanie and smiling affectionately at the bubbly blonde, while she enthusiastically spoke with all of her friends. Olivia had seen that look before. Tyler was in deep.
She thought that maybe this was a good thing for Melanie. She had never seen her out with anyone and knew that she was lonely and desperate to feel a deeper connection with someone. She was incredibly sweet but got her heart stomped on more times than anyone should. Although she had just turned twenty-two, Melanie was wise beyond her years, and she wanted something more than a quick hook-up…something like what Olivia and Alexander had. Maybe Tyler could give that to her.
“Well, we should probably go set up,” Mo said after a few drinks. Olivia nodded and they said their farewells to Melanie and her crowd of friends, Kiera and Alexander joining them as they made their way through the bustling bar.
“So, we need to start planning for Vegas,” Kiera said as she and Olivia walked up the stairs behind Alexander and Mo.
“What’s this?” Alexander asked, stopping abruptly on the stairs and turning around to look at Olivia. “When are you going to Vegas? And why?" He crossed his arms in front of his chest, a concerned look covering his face.
“Chill. It’s for the bachelorette party,” Kiera responded, trying to brush him off.
“When were you going to tell me about this, Olivia?” He glared at her, his tone accusatory.
“Relax, Alexander,” she said, not wanting to fight about something as insignificant as going to Vegas with a few of her friends. “Kiera just threw it out there. We haven’t made any plans just yet. No need to get all bent out of shape over this.” Olivia noticed that Kiera and Mo had disappeared. Cowards, she thought to herself, making a mental note to murder Kiera for opening up this can of worms.
“Olivia, I protect what’s mine,” he said sternly, his eyes intense. “Something could happen to you while you’re in Vegas and I’d be nowhere to be found!”
“For crying out loud, Alex! You’re being ridiculous!” She attempted to walk past him up the stairs. He blocked her way. She glared at him, her eyes full of venom. “And stop talking about me like I’m a piece of fucking property or someone you need to protect! I’m not a child. You need to stop trying to control every little thing about my life!” Alexander stared at her, her voice becoming louder. “You have to let me make my own decisions and stop being so fucking suffocating!” She pushed against his chest and stormed past him. He let her go, still in shock over her words.
“Am I suffocating?” he asked under his breath to no one in particular.
“Yeah. You can be.” He hadn’t noticed Kiera standing at the top of the stairs. She appeared sorry for saying anything about the Vegas trip. “You need to remember that Olivia’s been on her own her entire life,” she explained. “She’s taken care of herself for as long as she can remember. So you need to ease up on your controlling tendencies. I know you love her and you just want to keep her safe, but you’ve got to let her do what she wants to do or you’ll lose her again.” Kiera sent him a pleading look, hoping that his overbearing behavior wouldn’t tear them apart.
“But I worry about her,” he said quietly.
“That’s no excuse. I worry about her, too, and I still let her date you.” She winked. “If I were you, I’d get your ass up there and apologize to that girl.” Kiera glared at him for several long moments before softening her gaze. “I know you mean well, but sometimes you need to be more compassionate. Stop looking at her as someone who needs protection or saving. Okay?”
Alexander sighed. “I get it. I’ll try.”
Kiera smiled, returning back to her normal cheery self. “Good. Now get back in there and apologize to my best friend because, so help me god, if I have to call and cancel all the dress shopping appointments I booked for tomorrow, I will rip your balls off.” She turned and bounced across the empty room toward the stage where Mo was setting up.
Alexander scanned the dance floor and saw Olivia standing at the bar getting a drink with a few of the band members.
“Olivia,” he said quietly as he walked up behind her. She grabbed a shot off the bar and slammed back the small glass filled with the silver tequila she needed. After swallowing the liquid, she spun around, her eyes shooting daggers through him. She was pissed.
The rest of the band members grabbed their drinks and left quickly, the tension between Olivia and Alexander obvious.
“Olivia, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I just get so jealous sometimes. I want all your time. I know it’s selfish of me to want that, but it drives me crazy to think that something could happen to you and I won’t be able to do anything about it.” His eyes pleaded with her.
She took a sip of her beer as she absorbed Alexander’s words. “Alex, you have to trust me to make my own decisions. I’m an adult, for crying out loud! You can’t always be by my side. I need my own space, and I need time with my friends.”
“I know. I know. And I’m so sorry.” He grabbed her hands in his, gently caressing her skin. Leaning down, he planted a soft kiss on her neck, lingering several seconds as he breathed against her skin.
Shivers ran down Olivia’s spine, loving the feeling of Alexander’s lips on her neck…or any part of her body, for that matter. “Okay,” she exhaled. “Apology accepted.” She wrapped her arms around him and ran her fingers up and down his muscular back, thinking how it was nearly impossible for her to stay angry at him for too long. “I hate fighting with you.”
He grabbed Olivia’s chin, forcing her to look into his sincere eyes before placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “Why do we seem to argue all the time?” he asked as he brought her head back into hi
s chest, holding her close to his body.
“Because you are the most frustrating man I’ve ever known.” She smiled and listened to his heartbeat, feeling safe as his warmth surrounded her. “You’re the only one who can fix or ruin everything in the blink of an eye,” she said quietly.
He pulled back, staring down at her, unsure of how to respond to that. He didn’t know what to think of her revelation. Was that true?
She noticed the forlorn look on Alexander’s face after muttering those words and it broke her heart. “And that’s one of the many reasons I’m madly in love with you, Alexander,” she said, smiling. “There’s never a dull moment with you around.” She winked, walking away.
Alexander watched her hips sway as she bounded up the stage, guilt overwhelming his conscience for constantly keeping her in the dark about her past. Olivia was right. He could ruin everything. Maybe he already had ruined everything and she just didn’t know it yet.
But he couldn’t tell her. What if her father was right and her lack of knowledge was the only thing keeping her alive? Until he knew more, she needed to stay in the dark. It was the only way.
CHAPTER NINE
JUST A COINCIDENCE
TWO SMALL CHILDREN RAN around the beach, chasing each other, the end of a game of hide-and-seek.
“I found you, Olibia! Fair and square!”
“I know. But maybe I want you to chase me for a little bit, Alex!” Olivia continued to run up and down the beach, hoping that the tall, dark-haired, green-eyed boy would keep following her.
He stopped running and placed his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. “I’ll never stop chasing you, Olibia. We’re best friends, and we’ll be together always. Forever and ever.” He walked toward the rocks leading up to the enormous beach house.
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OLIVIA’S EYES FLUNG OPEN. She looked over at Alexander as he slept next to her, his breathing rhythmic. What did her dream mean? The same green-eyed boy that pulled her out of the car in her nightmares was there, and she had called him Alex. It had to just be a coincidence.
