"Olivia Renee!" I snap. "Tell me what's going on!"
"I was down in the basement with Alex, he was getting answers, when Sam didn't answer, Alex went off. I went upstairs to ask Alessio what the truth was. He said they made a deal with the Starr brothers; they needed a good lawyer in their corner, and the Starr brothers needed to get Andrew's debt paid off." I shiver at the mention of Andrew. I am so glad he is gone for good and can never hurt a woman again.
Olivia takes in a big breath and continues. "I also asked him about Oliver, they were seeming close, and he just kept telling me they had a past. I am not stupid, and I know something is happening now. But anyway, when we went back downstairs, the whole basement smelled of blood. I could see a hole in Sam's kneecap. Sam was saying exactly what Alessio had said, so I knew it was the truth, and when Alessio confirmed it, Alex turned and looked at me. He had a look in his eyes that reminded me of his grandfather and ripped me apart. Then the smell of the blood made my stomach turn, and I threw up in the basement, then ran upstairs to the bathroom.” She sighs as I take off her second boot and sock.
"Babe, let me first off by saying that Alex loves you more than anything. The blood is something that pregnancy does not like; trust me, I wanted to throw up every time Andrew drew blood from my body. Sam's death is the best thing that will happen to our family, and Oliver will do what he needs to do." I am rubbing her hair as she is letting everything out.
I know that she needs comfort right now, and Alex is not it. I understand that the trauma of Lopez García is taking over, and I have to be her rock at this moment.
I put my hand under her chin and lifted her to look at me. "Baby, I am here for you." I bend down and kiss her.
"Rachel, don't kiss me, I was just throwing up." She shakes her head and pulls back from my hand.
"Then let's get your teeth brushed so I can kiss you all I want." She smiles at me as I grab her hand and pull her up, sliding her pants the rest of the way down her legs. She steps out of them as she looks down at me on my knees in front of her.
I smirk up at her as I kiss the inside of her thigh, then lick up to her hip. She grabs me under my arms and lifts me to stand.
"Listen here, princess. I may be mentally fucked up right now, but that won't stop me from spanking your ass for teasing me." She grabs my hair, leaning my head back to look at her.
"Then I guess you get your teeth brushed and in the shower so I can keep going, because teasing you is not on the agenda today." I reach down and grab her pussy, feeling how wet she is through her panties.
"You are so wet for me. I am ready for a taste right now." She shakes her head, seeming to be out of her head now that she has gotten it off her chest. When she walks into the bathroom, the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror, and the humidity makes my clothes feel sticky against my skin. I start to pull off my clothes as she goes to the sink to brush her teeth.
When she is done, she pulls off her bra and panties and steps into the shower, letting out a sigh as the water starts to cascade down her shoulders, going over her beautiful tits. I am standing here drooling at the sight of her perky tits growing with the pregnancy. She leans her head back and runs her fingers through her hair, and when she moans out, my control snaps.
I wrap my hand around her neck and apply the perfect amount of pressure. Her head snapped back up, eyes darkened with lust, and she grabbed my neck in return.
"I can't eat that pretty pussy if you have your hand on my neck, beautiful," I say. She smiles at me and runs her hand through my folds, slipping her finger into my entrance.
"Who said anything about eating my pussy?" She licks her lips and pulls me to her chest, causing her fingers to go deeper and a moan to slip from my mouth. She pulls my face to hers and kisses me with so much passion I feel like my knees are going to give out. I let go of her neck, grab her shoulders, and switch spots with her. I am against the wall, and I watch the wicked grin on her face get bigger with every pump of her finger.
"I don't know what made you think that you are going to be the one giving out the orgasms here."
She pulls her fingers out and sticks them in her mouth, making sure to show me as she swirls her tongue around them to get every inch cleaned off.
"You taste so good on my fingers, but you would taste even better? Your taste on my tongue." She drops to her knees, running her hands down my body as she goes, and my jaw hits the fucking floor. Holy hell, she is a fucking goddess.
When she gets in front of my pussy she smacks my legs, "Open up, princess." Without even thinking, I open up my legs wide for her and run my fingers through her hair.
She licks up my slit, stopping at my clit. She flicks it a couple of times with her tongue before she sucks it into her mouth, causing my back to bow against the cold tile and a loud moan to leave my mouth.
"Right there.. Please don't stop." I say in between moans.
"I wasn't planning on it, princess." She runs her nose between my folds and continues to feast on my pussy. Pushing two fingers in and curling them to hit the perfect spot. I start to grind against her face, grabbing onto her hair, as I feel the orgasm in me building up. My breathing starts to get ragged, and Olivia starts to pump her fingers in and out faster. My pussy starts to clench around her fingers, and my orgasm explodes out of me, covering her fingers and face.
Olivia slowly keeps pumping her fingers in and out of me and lapping up my juices as I ride the wave of my orgasm. When I finally come down, she stands back up.
"That's my good girl," she praises me, then leans in and kisses me, her tongue demanding entrance into my mouth. I open willingly, my tongue fighting hers for dominance, tasting myself on her lips. God, she is so sexy, and all mine.
I pull back and look at her. "Alright, love, let's wash up, and then we have to plan a wedding since the Starr brothers are finally taken care of." She leans in and kisses me one more time, and then grabs the loofah from behind me to wash up.
Chapter forty-four
Alex
Two Months Later
Ineverthoughtaboutmyself getting married, but here I am, in a suit and tie. Xander, to my right, is the officiant at my fucking wedding. My backyard is all decorated with fairy lights and flowers; there are chairs in the yard, and we're under the big cherry blossom tree.
