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“Ma,” Colin said affectionately, giving her a grin. “You know I’d pay you even if all you did was come sit in the house. Come on,” he laughed before turning serious. “I’ll talk to her.”
“Mijo, you know I stay out of your business. But I’ve come to care very deeply for Olivia. I hope you aren’t doing anything that…affects her. Colin, women are sensitive creatures,” Mary pressed.
Colin smiled at her kindly. He knew exactly how sensitive Olivia was. Emotionally and otherwise.
“Thanks for the advice, Ma. I’ll handle it, ok? Don’t worry please, I’ll talk to her.”
“Okay Mijo, I can’t walk in on her cleaning anything else. I’ll scream,” she joked, giving him a wide smile and walking out of his study.
Colin followed shortly after, walking through the house until he found Olivia in the gym, walking on a stair master. He spent a minute watching her briefly through the glass door before walking in. Her head whipped to the side, her eyes widened before clocking his carefully placed expression.
“Hey beautiful. How long you been, on that thing?” he asked conversationally. He studied her, observing she was drenched in sweat. She threw him a little smile before she huffed out a breath.
“An hour, almost,” she said with difficulty.
Colin frowned.
“M’kay, Well then that’s more than enough. This is a stair master, not a treadmill,” Colin rebuked her sternly, tamping down his rising irritation.
Olivia huffed and bit her lip as he reached past her and punched the stop button, bringing the machine to a halt. She hopped off before bending into a deep stretch, stretching her quads and calves. He waited patiently until she was done.
“Olivia, what’s going on with you?” he asked, turning to prop himself against a weight machine.
“What do you mean?” she asked, taking a towel she had hanging on the machine, and wiping her face and neck. Her breasts were heaving, the sweat soaked material of her tank top clinged to her curves indecently.
Colin’s eyes flicked up to hers and narrowed.
“I mean exactly what I said. What’s going on with you? And I want an honest explanation as to why you’ve been breaking your body down doing unnecessary tasks. Like dusting the attic. Please don’t take offense to how I say this, but that’s not normal behavior Olivia,” he said, folding his arms.
Olivia snorted, turning to sit on one of the steps on the Stairmaster. "And neither is being a billionaire. Yet, here we stand, together,” she said cheekily.
A muscle ticked in his jaw. She stared at him silently, challenging him.
"Kneel the fuck down at my feet right now. I see you've forgotten your place," he said, his voice coming out sternly. He relished her startled look before she slowly got down on her knees before him.
“Sex between us is good, but something is off with us there, too. When we fuck, you orgasm but there’s something up there in that head of yours that’s preventing you from truly letting go with me. And I want an answer,” he bit out.
Olivia’s eyes widened.
“Do I not please you? I spread my legs for you every time you ask. I cum just like you want me to, I sound just like you want me to. I do every position you require,” she said, tilting her head to the side, her eyes roaming his face tightly. She leaned back onto her heels, propping her elbows behind her and shoving her breasts out lewdly.
Colin’s eyes stayed tight on hers, refusing to be distracted. Refusing to be manipulated. His hands went to his pants and unbuckled his belt before whipping it loose. He rolled it up in his hands. Her fingers clenched, barely but he noticed it. He spoke to her in a harsh elevated tone, betraying how close he was to snapping.
“I don’t care about those pretty words you just used to string a couple of manipulative sentences together. Sure, you spread your legs. Yes, you damn well cum each and every time because I’m good at working your body. And as far as positions, well…” his eyes scraped down her form, seeing her nipples harden through the material of her tank top. “Maybe you should work some Pilate’s into your cardio routine because I’ve been easy on you so far baby.”
Olivia looked away quickly, her lips tightening at his words. Colin continued.
“What doesn’t please me is your obstinance. Your blatant disrespect. Trying to make me feel like I don’t know what I’m sensing. One more time,” he gave her another chance.
Olivia’s eyes strayed on the belt in his hands. A look flashed across her face before it was gone as soon as it appeared.
“I miss being tired,” Olivia sighed rather wistfully; her eyes flickered up to him. She sat up straight onto her knees and huffed. Colin narrowed his eyes. “It’s the truth,” she said softly.
“Maybe. But your truth is missing something,” he countered.
“What?” she said, scrunching up her nose.
“Trust,” he said sternly. “I can’t give you what we need until I feel like you trust me.”
