“You and me, Olivia. You know that’s what I want—and I’ve been patient when all I want is you to myself. You have to decide once and for all.”
“Decide what?” I screamed, surprising us both. “I already told you that morning in your apartment. My decisions are made. There are no options.”
“Well, then what the fuck am I even doing here? “ he asked, stepping back. “Go on and be happy with him, yourfuckinghusband.”
“Me? What about you?” I shot back, suddenly incensed. “Why areyouhere tonight? Did you come with Dani?”
“I told you, it’s over with her.”
“Then why are you here?” I demanded.
He was quiet as he paced, shaking his head from side to side. Pieces of his hair had broken from their marble wave, and it was the most disheveled I’d ever seen him.
I nodded and crossed my arms. “That’s what I thought.”
“She begged me—”
“You claim you want more, but you can’t even give uponeof your girls. How many others are there? Are you still with Maria?” I stepped forward, blocking his path, and he stopped short. “Youanswerme. When was the last time you fucked Maria?”
“Olivia,” he pleaded.
“You can’t even give one of them up for me.”
“For you?” he growled with menacing heat. His expression shifted into rage. “For you, I would give up anything,” he said. “It’s all for you, everything I do. Can’t you see that? Everything I’ve worked for, everything I’ve ever built is for you.”
His words sliced through to my heart. I backed away and shook my head. “You don’t . . . that’s not true.”
“It is. I knew one day, the love of my life would come along. I never thought in a million years that she’d be taken.” His chest heaved. “You asked what I want, Olivia, I wantyou. I need—”
“It can’t be,” I cried. “Please, just stop. It can’t be.”
“I need you,” he said.
And I needed to walk away. Because right then, I would’ve done anything to ease the hurt in his eyes. I couldn’t ever remember feeling so out of control of my surroundings, sucked into David’s riptide as my husband and our friends waited just inside the house. I turned to leave, but he caught my waist and pulled me against his concrete body.
“We’re done, David,” I said, grabbing his dress shirt as he backed me into the tree. Even as I pushed him away, my hands made two tight fists, pulling him closer. “We can’t do this anymore.”
He swallowed my words with a hard kiss. My tongue lashed back, tasting him, devouring him. My body ached, in need of a drug only David could administer.
David pinned me to the tree trunk with his pelvis while he feverishly gathered up my dress. His hand ran up my clenched thighs, and when he released an animal growl into my mouth, I responded with a traitorous moan. I shoved his hands away, knowing I wouldn’t be able to resist if they went any higher, but my mouth stayed latched on his as I denied him.
A fiery need tore through my body as both of his hands found the edge of my panties. “I need to feel you, Olivia,” he said into my mouth. “I need you.”
I gulped back a frustrated sob, my desire for him overtaking everything. Yanking him closer by his tuxedo lapels, I kissed him with everything I had.
He ripped my underwear away, took my bottom lip between his teeth, and slipped a finger inside me. I moaned loudly into his mouth as he felt me, but it was the hiss of his zipper that sent me spiraling into a frenzy. He would be inside of me any moment, quenching my need, filling me in the way only he could, thrusting and fucking all my pain away.
David opened me urgently with his fingers. I instinctively wrapped a leg around him, and we moaned together as he drove into me. He drew back, looking me in the eye as he thrust again, bouncing me against the tree. His drives grew quickly frantic, as out of control as the look on his face. Harsh punishments tore across my back from the bark, but I barely noticed. I bit down on my lip to keep from screaming my pleasure.
“Christ—yes,” he hissed into my ear.
Hearing my name fall so hot and needy from his lips, I cried out, and he clamped his hand over my mouth. “Oh,God,” I yelled into his palm.
His eyes squeezed shut, and he pumped as fast as our position would allow. With another throaty growl, he seized my other leg, fastening me to the tree. I accidentally bit down on his hand and he snarled, tightening his grip on my face. When I thought I couldn’t take any more, he grabbed both my hips in his hands and hammered me so wildly that I had to grip his shoulders so I wouldn’t fall off the trunk.
“Don’t stop,” I breathed, “don’t stop, David, fuck me.” He didn’t stop, and within seconds, I was coming around him, grasping for his body while I was hit with waves so extreme that they bordered on painful.
“Shit,” he breathed. “I’m going to come.”
