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Olivia took a deep breath, calming her rioting nerves. Of course, he wasn’t going to hurt her. That wasn’t even her concern. She just didn’t know why Jarvis would even want to touch her there.

“You don’t… y-you don’t have to touch me there,” she stammered out.

Jarvis chuckled. “I don’t have to,” he said. “But I want to. So-so much.”

Jarvis moved his fingers, and Olivia moaned. He separated her folds and started playing with her feminine lips, making her forget everything. Nothing mattered except his touch, his weight on her, his hot breath against her skin. She arched into his hand.

Olivia moved her hips, chasing Jarvis’s fingers as she moaned into his mouth. Jarvis moved his thumb over the extremely sensitive area on top of her center, and Olivia almost shot off the bed.

“Shh,” he crooned. “Someone will hear you.”

Olivia tried to care, tried to regulate the volume of her voice, but Jarvis moved his thumb in a circle, and she gave up trying. Unregulated moans left her throat as she felt the joy from Jarvis’s ministrations. Time stopped as the feeling traveled through her entire body, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout her limbs.

Olivia cried out as unbearable bliss hit her, and her insides quivered and pulsed. What felt like an eternity later, she finally fell limp on the bed.

Hot and cold flashes covered her body in the aftermath of bliss, and Olivia tried to regulate her breathing. Jarvis’s weight left her, and she was covered by a coverlet.

Olivia struggled to calm her breath. Was it over? “Jarvis?”

Olivia untied the cloth over her eyes and squinted as she tried to get used to the dim light of her bedchamber.

Jarvis wasn’t there. The room was empty.

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