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“Give. Me. My. Gift. Now,” he growled, folding his arms and widening his stance. He gave her a filthy ‘don’t fuck with me’ look that had her scrambling to open the drawer. She winced as the drawer flew out then caught, before slowly sliding back in. She moaned, tilting her head, wanting the floor to open up and swallow her whole.
“It’s there,” she whispered, trembling. She was way more nervous than the time she’d gifted him with the tie and beard set at the beginning of their relationship.
He looked at her and gave her a crooked smile as he pulled the drawer open wider. She could tell the minute he saw them, nestled amongst his other belongings. His breath hitched and stopped as he reached in slowly to take out the clip and ring. He saw her initials before turning it and reading the inscription on the back. His nostrils flared and his eyes flashed as he suddenly whipped his head to her.
He seared her to the bone with that look. “Get the fuck on your knees,” Colin snapped, placing the items back and closing the drawer.
“Colin-” she gasped, confused. She licked her lips, her weight shifting to one foot as he suddenly unbuckled his belt.
“Get on your knees before I push you down there myself,” he bit out. Olivia’s eyes widened in excitement at the vision of him pulling out his beautiful cock.
Olivia whimpered as she felt her panties flood with moisture, her mouth suddenly filled with saliva and she hit her knees hard, attacking him. Mouthing the tip, she licked along the seam and then took him deep. She squealed as he suddenly grabbed her head and pushed hard, fucking her mouth so relentlessly that she fell back on her ass with the sudden onslaught and scooched back as he pistoned his dick in and out of her mouth.
Looking up wildly at him she moaned as she felt the back of her head hit the island in the closet, she was trapped between the cabinet and his body. He fucked harder, pressing deep until he reached the ring of her throat.
Olivia cried out around his thickness, fighting her gag reflex. She was acutely aware that her mascara was running, spit dripping off her chin. He suddenly reached down to grab her jaw and he angled her head higher before his thighs suddenly flexed and he pushed a couple inches past the ring in her throat, making her scream wildly.
She dug her nails into his thighs as her desperate moans and whimpers mingled with his harsh sex sounds. She heard the back of her head repeatedly knocking against the cabinet, and the pressure built in her groin at how viciously he was taking her. Just like how he wanted. Her body ached and screamed for him to fuck her like that.
“You’re going to swallow every drop,” he ordered. She felt him swell and pull back several inches until he was on her tongue. His face tightened briefly as if he was in pain, a low groan rumbling in his chest. She felt Colin’s dick twitch before spurting on her tongue and she moaned as she swallowed, licked, and sucked down his uniquely male essence.
She continued to lap at him gently as he spread his hands on the island above her and his chest was heaving, trying to regain control of himself. After a couple delicious minutes, he straightened himself and leaned back, putting his dick away silently and buckling his belt.
Olivia stayed on the floor, slightly in shock at what just happened. Her body thrummed happily but her mind was reeling. She started slightly when he’d suddenly bent down and grabbed her under her arms to haul her up off the floor. He perched her on the island top then stepped forward and buried his face in between her breasts, banding his arms across her back. Olivia blinked in surprise, her own hands coming up to sink into his hair.
“Uhm C-Colin...” she said hoarsely, wincing at the ache in her throat. “Does that mean you like it?”
She gave a tentative smile as he chuckled darkly in between her breasts, pulling back to look at her. She gasped, his eyes were shiny, the crinkles around his eyes betraying his emotion.
“I know how hard that must have been for you, to pick something so expensive. I love you baby,” he said, his own voice betraying his own emotion. Her eyes widened as she barely got to see him vulnerable. It seems like he was giving her a gift of her own. He turned to grab the ring, sliding it on his right ring finger, then turned back around to face her.
“Can I help you, make yourself back to being presentable?” he offered hesitantly, his hand reaching out to smooth down the back of her hair.
She shook her head no slowly. “I got it. Will you go downstairs and make us a quick drink while I finish? I won’t be long.”
He nodded and leaned forward, kissing her softly, his big hand palming the side of her head. She leaned into his touch reverently. He pulled away and walked out of the closet leaving her alone.
After a minute she felt a goofy smile break out on her face. That was the feeling she couldn’t figure out. Pure feminine triumph. Her heart soared at being able to see how she could make a powerful man like him lose control. She jumped off the island and did a little happy dance. She hurriedly freshened up, brushing her teeth and throwing clothes and heels on before heading downstairs.
Colin was dressed slightly more casually than his suit, but still ever the killer in a fresh pair of slacks, black button down shirt, and a pair of Graysons. He was leaning against the sink, sipping from a glass of whiskey. Her heels clicked loudly as she rounded the corner and headed straight to her drink. She necked it down and licked her lips, heading to the fridge and pulling out a few grapes and a piece of cheese. Fully aware that she was blushing and unable to meet his eye after what just happened in the closet.
“Do you want some?” she asked quietly.
“No, I want to talk to you about something. I’d like to play next weekend. We’re going to talk about stuff at our therapy appointment and I’d like for us to be more vulnerable with each other,” Colin said. She turned back, looking at him over her shoulder.
“What?” she said, meeting his gaze and shivering.
“I want to play how I want. Are you ready?” Colin asked, not requiring her permission but wanting it.
He smiled slowly at her blush. She nibbled on the piece of cheese before taking another swallow of her drink. Just then the phone beeped.
“Driver is here,” he stated, pressing another button to open the gates for him.
He put their glasses in the sink and grabbed his keys, escorting her to the front and chuckling at her exclamation.
“You got us a limo to go mini golfing!?” she’d admonished excitedly.
She reached up and smacked an excited kiss on his mouth before trying to run down the stairs in her heels. Terrified for her safety, he hauled her up short by her arm with a firm grip, making her go slow so she wouldn’t break her ankle. She was practically bouncing in excitement.
