And then, she lowers herself back onto my lap. I groan into her shoulder at the contact because she’s already wet and warm under her skirt.
It hits me then—she’s been bare beneath her dress forhours.
I never gave her panties back. They’re still in my pocket.
Every photograph that goes to print tomorrow will show her flawless and composed…while only I know what was missing beneath the hem.
God, I can feel her pussy getting wetter as she rubs it against me. My hands slip under her skirt, settling on her ass. Then, she squeezes her legs around me, her knees digging into my hips, grinding on my dick.
“F-fuck,” I choke. “Baby…”
Her hand slides up my chest and curls around my throat.
“You always beg to hear me say I’m yours.” She flexes her fingers experimentally, drawing a gasp from me. “But looking at you now… I see the truth. You want to belong to me even more than you want to own me. Isn’t that right, my love?”
“Yes…” I groan as she rolls her hips.
“I thought so,” she says, smiling sweetly while continuing her torturous ministrations. “You may want all of me, Nathaniel…but you’re dying to give me all of you.”
“Yes… I want to be yours,” I beg, mindless for her. “Please, baby. Let me be yours.”
She releases my throat and rises to her knees. Her hand wraps around my dick, positioning me at her slick entrance. “You already are,” she whispers. “Now be a good boy and fuck me like you’remine.”
That’s all I need. I thrust myself deep in one stroke, drawing a rasping cry from her.
“Fuck,” she moans, a shudder running through her. “Nate…”
She’s clutching my shoulders for purchase, arching at the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her. It feels like heaven, but somehow…I needmore.
“Give me proof,” I say. “I want proof that I’m yours.”
“Is this not enough?” she whispers against my ear and presses a kiss to my neck.
“No.” I slide a hand to the back of her head, gentle but insistent, keeping her lips against my skin. “Mark me. Leave evidence that you’ve claimed me.Please,Olivia.”
She continues to kiss up and down my neck, and I think she’s going to deny me, but then shefinallysinks her teeth into my skin.
It hurts so fucking good. And the way she’s sucking and licking me better with her tongue drags a moan out of me.
“That’s it,” I groan as she bites me again. “Harder, baby. Please.”
She bites down again, likely drawing blood this time. My cock jumps inside her at the sensation. “Is this what you wanted?” she asks, tongue flicking against the wound.
I nod. “It’s what Ineeded.” I press her flush against my body, thrusting upward, hitting as deep inside as she can take. She throws her head back with pleasure. “And now, I need you to come on my cock, baby.”
I wet my fingers in my mouth and work her clit. I don’t relent even when she begins to squirm and whimper.
“Let me be good for you one more time.” My fingers are slick and steady, determined to get her there.
Soon enough, her pussy tightens around my length, and I feel the exact moment the orgasm ripples through her entire body. Her eyes squeeze shut with her climax, nails digging into my shoulders as she tenses. A soundless scream escapes her wide-open mouth, and I’m sure it’ll be the end of me.
Gathering her as close as possible, my thrusts grow erratic. When I can’t take anymore, I let the light blind me as I release inside her.
Steam softens the room,blurring marble, fogging glass, and turning the skyline into a scatter of slow-moving light. We sink into the tub opposite each other, our legs finding their way together under the water. The afterglow settles around us, softening the edges of the night.
Water slips against skin. Our breathing falls into the same rhythm.
In the mirror, the bruise at my neck blooms darker than I expected. Olivia’s gaze snags on it instantly.
