“What are you doing?” She giggles, wiggling against me.
“I don’t want to be parted from you yet.” I kiss the middle of her neck. “And I’m being possessive. I like knowing my cum is locked inside you right now. I’m going to increase every chance I have to get you pregnant.”
She turns, her eyelashes fanning out when she blinks. “You were serious.”
I lift up onto one arm, panic beginning to set in. “Were you not? Fuck, Olivia. I’m so sorry. I thought…I thought we were on the same page. We can?—”
“Iamon the same page. I am. You’re too good to be true. We haven’t known each other that long, but with you, from the accidental start, it’s been so easy. As if you were the missing part of my life. I just didn’t think you’d stand by your words when I saw you in person.”
I turn her over carefully until she’s on her back again, my cock almost sliding out.
We can’t have that.
“I will stand by all my words when it comes to you. I’d marry you now, build a home with you tonight, and wake you up every day with breakfast in bed followed by an orgasm.”
“Mmmm, your offer is very tempting, Dr. Carrington.”
I slip my hand down her arm, then her leg, loving how soft she is. “What do I have to do to sway you?”
Olivia tries to hide her smile on the pillow. “Probably nothing,” she admits, her emerald eyes blinking up at me. “I know I’m yours, Elias. I’m leaving the pace of this up to you.”
I answer her with a kiss. It’s slow, and I try to pour everything I feel into this kiss, hoping it shows her what I want.
My cock hardens again and just as I’m about to move, there’s a knock at the door.
We pause, and I stare down at her with a raised brow. “Expecting company?” I can tell she isn’t, by how her face is pinched with confusion.
“No. I don’t think so.”
A knock comes again and I moan, slipping free when I roll off her. I’d check the door, but it would be very obvious what wewere doing. I need a few minutes to calm down. She covers me with her comforter and stands, snagging her robe from where it’s hanging on the mirror.
The person at the door knocks again.
“I’m coming!” Olivia shouts. “Jeez.”
“You will be.” I cross my arms behind my head, keeping my tone light and teasing.
“I better be,” she practically growls, and I take a deep breath to stop myself from reaching out, pulling her back onto the bed, and forgetting about whoever’s at the door. “I’ll be right back. I expect you to be exactly where you are.” Her eyes drop to my erection. “And you better be ready for me.”
“Fuck.” I scrub my face with my hands, needing her now. “Go before I tell your visitor to get fucking lost.”
Olivia giggles, giving me a flirtatious wave. Then she vanishes and I’m left alone with my thoughts. I smile, the kind that hurts my face as I stare up at the ceiling.
I’m happy.
Truly happy.
And it’s all because of her.
“Mom? What are you doing here?”
I sit up and freeze, not knowing what to do.
“I brought you your favorite soup to last you for the rest of the week. It’s been so cold and I know you don’t eat the best sometimes when it’s cold. You get food delivered.” Her mom tsks.
Hearing her lightly scold Olivia has me missing my own mother.
“Did I interrupt a shower? Or—” She gasps. “You have a man here!”
