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Out of the corner of his eye he saw Beth come around the corner to see what the noise was before her eyes widened and she did a smooth pivot. Quietly retreating back the way she came.
He made a mental note to give her a little bonus on her next check.
He smiled wickedly and chuckled when Olivia suddenly jerked in his arms, trying to recoil away from him as he mercilessly fucked her through the shock of what sounded to be a rather hard orgasm.
"Colin-" she gasped, her fingers dug hard into his biceps.
He leaned forward into her face.
"I know you can't think I'm letting you go so soon after depriving myself your body, your taste, your cunt, amor," his words were harsh as he didn't let up on the pace.
Olivia was throbbing around him, and he became drunk with the feel of it, his body burning with the need to make up for the weeks of denying himself. Unwilling to let go of the lush confines of this woman once he had her.
Colin fucked her a while more there in the kitchen silently, continuing to hold himself back from his own release. Waiting until she succumbed to another orgasm before walking them to the elevator. He whisked her upstairs and to their bedroom, where he spent most of the afternoon pleasuring her in one way or another.
She started begging for him to cease, her face pink, and her hair sticking to her face. He finally let himself orgasm before letting her up.
“You’re not going to let an old man outlast you, are you?” Colin said to her teasingly. He was relaxing on his back in the bed, one of his arms bent behind his head as he lounged there with her. He reached over, checking his phone to see that Mary had texted him that she had made dinner and had left a bit early.
‘Enjoy’, she said with a cheeky wink face emoji.
“Whatever. I guess it’s true you’ve had years of practice. Many, in fact,” Olivia replied, slithering off the bed slowly.
Colin chuckled as he watched her wobble her way to the closet, her hair wet and stringy in places against her head from him having fucked her yet again for a couple hours straight.
“Mary’s gone. Put a nightgown on so we can go downstairs and eat dinner,” he called out after her, replacing his phone on the nightstand before getting up himself.
He padded to the bathroom on bare feet, feeling a slight burn in his abdomen and lower back, making another mental note to add more back exercises to his workout routine. Snagging a brush, he made his way to her in the closet, finding her pawing through the nightgowns.
“They’re all mostly see through,” Olivia muttered.
Her head was lowered as she was pawing through them again until she realized no cotton nightgowns were going to appear. She stilled and winced slightly as Colin began brushing out her hair softly, feeling the coolness of her sweat on the strands. She stood there jarred, her eyes suddenly pricked with hot unshed tears. Her shoulders hunched before she recoiled away from him.
“Stop. Colin, s-stop it!” Olivia whispered, her heart constricting. She reached her hand back and grabbed the brush, surprising him as she whipped around suddenly with tears in her eyes.
“Please don’t do that,” Olivia gasped, the tears falling down her cheeks.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Colin asked, his brow furrowing in concern. They stared at each other for a tense minute while she wrestled internally. She was torn, not sure how much of herself she wanted to reveal to him. The more she revealed, the more attached she was going to get. And she wanted to make it out of the agreement in one piece.
Closing her eyes briefly against the sudden sickening realization that she probably wasn’t going to.
For the first time, she regretted signing the agreement. This man was getting too close to her heart. Her breath hitched as another tear dripped down her face. She inwardly crawled inside her head, bowing her body over that box she kept so neatly tucked away. A pained whimper escaped her throat, her lips quivered with unexpressed emotion.
“Hey, hey, hey! What’s happened?” Colin asked. Though confused, he kept his voice calm.
Concerned, he placed his hand against the side of her face and wiped her tears away with his thumb. She jerked back, slapping her hands across her face, roughly scrubbing the tears off. His own eyes narrowed in displeasure and confusion at her harsh response. “Olivia?”
She threw the hairbrush suddenly on the island and turned, ripping a sweater dress off a hanger and yanking it on, not bothering with putting a bra or underwear on.
“I need some air,” she snapped.
“Can you please just tell me what happened?” Colin snapped back, running his hand through his hair. “Olivia? Please don’t run,” he pleaded, placing an arm on her chest of drawers.
She turned back to face him, with an obstinate expression on her face, her green eyes narrowing. He raised a haughty eyebrow at her as she walked the two feet to get into his face. His eyes turned stormy as he regarded her.
“I signed that agreement in exchange for a kinky sexual relationship with you...in exchange for money, because my niece and sister desperately needed it. Not to spill every damn emotion and secret I have. Leave me alone, I said no,” she hissed at him.
Bending to grab a pair of sandals, she shoved her feet in them.
