“Please, what,” he suckled her right nipple, before pulling back.
“Make me come.”
“Like this?” He asked, before his hot tongue stroked over her exposed nipple. Olivia shuddered, as pleasure coursed through her body. She clutched the back of his head, needing an anchor, as his tongue swirled and sucked her nipple.
“More,” she said needy. She could no longer form a coherent sentence. All she knew was that she wanted more.
“Anything you desire.” Heath suckled a nipple, as his hand cupped over her mound through her pants, knowing exactly where to touch her.
The dual sensation was too much. Pressure built in her core, until she snapped and came for him. She collapsed panting and needing a moment to form words again. She should feel somewhat embarrassed for letting things go so far, when she promised herself, she would be different. At the moment though, she couldn’t muster up the regret. She was floating on a cloud and didn’t want to overthink it. She did say they could do other stuff, and if this was just a taste of things to come, she was on board for that.
“Thank you,” she said, snuggling back into his side.
“The pleasure was all mine.” He smiled, while trying to hide a grimace, as he readjusted his pants. Olivia felt bad she had gotten hers, but he was left wanting.
“Do you want me to take care of you?” Royce never let her just come. He always had to get his, usually first. Most of the time he was the only one. The sex hadn’t been bad, but she never really got much pleasure out of it. This was something she could get used, too.
“I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? It looks painful.” Her eyes strayed back to his bulge. He was large, but she wasn’t intimidated. Her body hummed alive again with anticipation of what it would feel like inside of her. Of his powerful deep strokes, hitting her spots just right, as she came over and over again.
“We should probably head back.” Heath abruptly said, sitting up and putting the food containers away.
Olivia was cursing her decision to hold off on sex. If they kept this up, they’d be having sex sooner rather than later.
Chapter 15
They drove back to the diner in relative silence, glancing at the other, when the other wasn’t looking. “Thank you again for a great night,” she said still in the truck.
“It was my pleasure.” He purred, sending heat to her cheeks; reminding her of the pleasure they had already shared. Heath knew the effect his words would have, because he chuckled.
“Good night,” Olivia reached for the door.
“Can I see you tomorrow?”
“Yes,” Olivia said calmly, though inside, she could barely contain her excitement. This man who could have any woman he wanted, wanted her and was even willing to hold off on sex to be with her.
“Good, meet you at the diner?”
“Yes, I’ll be working until five, so come by any time after that.”
“Until tomorrow, then.” Heath hesitated, staring at her. She understood what he wanted.
Olivia scooted across the truck and leaned over the middle console to kiss his cheek. Heath turned his head at the last second and kissed her right on the lips. Olivia opened for him and immediately his tongue slid in. For several hot moments, they kissed, as his hand cupped the back of her neck. Olivia cupped his cheek, loving the short stubble of hair, scratching her palm. She pulled away first, before she threw caution to the wind. “Good night,” she smiled, slipping out of the truck.
Olivia couldn’t hide her grin, as she stepped into the diner. Kathy was behind the counter, watching her with a grin on her face, as she cleaned the counter. Though, Olivia suspected it was a ruse to make it look like she was busy and hadn’t been watching out of the window for her.
“I don’t think I need to ask how the night went.” Kathy said smiling broadly.
“It was fine.” Olivia tried to say nonchalant, but Kathy gave her look that made her grin. “It was great.” Olivia sighed, sliding into the stool in front of the counter.
“Good, you deserve to have some fun. You’re still young, and you should be living not hiding.”
“That’s what I plan on doing. Heath is coming to the diner to pick me up tomorrow. Do you mind if Ivy stays with you for a while?” She hated asking for Kathy to keep watching Ivy for her, but their house wasn’t close, and she didn’t want to leave Ivy home alone, just so she could go out.
“Of course, she’s always welcome.”
“Kathy, where’s my coffee.” A customer yelled at her from the front of the diner in a booth.
