I pull gently and it’s definitely nothing like how Donovan tied me up. He didn’t want to give me any opportunity to move or get free, so he made them so tight it would cause my hands and feet to go numb.
“It feels good, actually.”
“You sound surprised,” he says.
I arch an eyebrow at him. “Well, yeah.”
Victor tilts his head as he looks down at me and sighs. He walks away and I swallow, but it’s only briefly. When he returns, he has a small bottle of oil in his hands.
“I believe I promised you a body massage,” he says. He pours some in his hand, closes the top, places the bottle on my nightstand, and rubs his palms together.
“I won’t be able to roll over,” I say as heat settles in my lower stomach.
He grins at me as he climbs on the bed and kneels between my spread legs. “Trust me, you’ll still enjoy it.”
Chapter fifty-six
Victor
Olivia looks like a fucking goddess spread before me. Her skin is flushed as she stares up at me with trust in her eyes. It has taken us a long time to get here and I take full responsibility for it. I should have pushed harder, but I had just as much trauma I wasn’t addressing, so I was holding back with her. After today, though, I made a decision that we’re not going to be keeping things from each other anymore.
I rake my eyes over her again, my cock hard and angry that I’m ignoring it, but this is the part I love about scenes. Pushing myself to the limit. My eyes are drawn to perky nipples, remembering how she responded when I bit down and thinking how she would respond to nipple clamps. My cock jumps and precum drips onto the duvet. There are so many rooms in this house that aren’t being used; I’m sure I can turn one into our playroom.
I never had that with Josie, but I can have it with Olivia. She squirms and I smirk at her. “Getting impatient, treasure?” I ask her.
“A little, Sir,” she replies. Smiling at her as I rub the arch of her right foot, I press along a sensitive nerve. She moans and sighs at the same time. I give equal treatment to her other foot, then move up to her shins. Her eyes flutter closed when I begin massaging her ankles, getting under the ropes.
I want to show her what Donovan did to her was sadistic, just like what Josie did to me. “I told you you’d still enjoy it,” I say softly so I don’t disturb the calm she’s entered. She opens her eyes and gazes up at me with a smile.
“I am enjoying it a lot,” she whispers.
My eyes go to her pussy, and she is glistening. “My dirty little sub.”
A look crosses her face so quickly I can’t quite place it as my hands come up to her thighs. I can’t help but tease her as my thumbs rub along the apex of her legs. She gasps, but I don’t touch her. This entire exercise is to have her begging by the end of it, so she doesn’t associate being bound with Donovan any longer.
I adjust myself so I’m straddling her. When my balls brush against her, I groan.Fuck, I can’t wait to feel her wet heat around me.She squirms a little, and it causes more friction. I grunt.
“Be still, treasure,” I warn.
She looks up at me with a smirk, like she’s contemplating whether she wants to listen or not. This type of brattiness I like because even though she is being disobedient, she’s also flirting. I arch an eyebrow, waiting to see what she’s going to do. She squirms again and folds her lips between her teeth to hide her smile.
“Oh, you are going to pay for that,” I say, unable to hide my smile.This is fun.I run my fingers along her waist and she squirms even more, which punishes me more than it punishes her. She starts giggling.
“Victor!” she cries out.
Laughing, I lean down and rub my beard along her abdomen. She moans and arches against me. This is what will get her good and riled up. After rubbing my beard along her abdomen, I begin kissing as well. That’s when I’m reminded of her scars and my heart beats heavy in my chest. When I walked into our room, the emotions on her face and the fact she thought I was punishing her hit me in the gut.
I understand why she thought that, but I needed a moment to collect myself. So, I told Leo and Lane not to come in the house, then I let Betsy know to stay on her side after letting her know Olivia would need a nutritious breakfast in the morning. She’s the only other employee that stays here. Crystal and Grant go home each day, and Arden is staying at Olivia’s house tonight. I’m not sure what will transpire tonight, but I wanted us to have complete privacy.
When I lick across Olivia’s scars on her abdomen, she sucks in a shaky breath and I know she knows what’s coming next.
“Did Donovan give these scars to you?”
I don’t look up at her because this is hard for her. I’m beginning to put everything together and if these are what I think they are, I know exactly what I’m going to do to Donvan before I kill him.
Olivia clears her throat. “Not exactly,” she murmurs.
As I resume massaging her, I kiss them again before sitting up. She squirms occasionally when I hit those sensitive ticklish spots and I have to grind my teeth as my cock leaks onto her.
