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Chapter Thirty-One
Olivia
The scent of roses and gardenias filled the air as Alexander and I stood in the middle of the potential venue for our wedding.
“I don’t know,” I huffed as I looked at Mia. “What do you think?”
Naturally, I had to have her at my side every step of the way.
“I love it,” she gushed, turning to look at me with bright eyes. “Do you?”
“Yes, Olivia, what do you think of this place?” Alexander asked. His eyes practically sparkled.
“It is beautiful,” I admitted, glancing around at the lush greenery and blooming flowers. “I just hope we can make everything come together.”
“Hey,” he said softly, pulling me close. “This is our day, and it will be perfect.”
Over the next few weeks, the joys and challenges of wedding planning consumed us. We spent hours poring over catering menus, debating guest lists, and discussing floral arrangements. At times, the stress threatened to overwhelm me, but Alexander always seemed to know when I needed a break.
One evening, after a particularly trying phone call with the caterer, I sat on the couch feeling drained. Alexander joined me, gently massaging my tense shoulders. The sensation of his strong hands working away the knots made my head spin.
“Relax, beautiful,” he murmured into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. “You need to take care of yourself too.”
“Thank you,” I whispered, leaning back into his embrace. His lips brushed against my neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses that caused my breath to hitch. The familiar ache between my legs intensified, and I craved the connection and pleasure only he could provide.
Alexander seemed to sense my desire, his fingers deftly unbuttoning my blouse and cupping my breasts. He rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a moan from deep within me. Wetness pooled in my panties and I knew that he was the only remedy for this aching need.
“Alex… please,” I begged, desperate for his touch. He kissed down my neck, his hands slipping beneath the waistband of my skirt and teasing the sensitive skin just above my pussy.
“Tell me what you want, Olivia,” he breathed against my skin.
“Make love to me,” I pleaded, unable to resist the power of his touch any longer.
Without hesitation, Alexander gently lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the soft sheets, worshiping my body with his mouth and hands as he undressed me slowly and tenderly. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing together as our bodies entwined.
“Olivia, I love you so much,” he whispered, positioning himself between my legs.
As he slid inside me, all thoughts of guest lists and caterers faded away. In that moment, it was just the two of us—our love and desire enveloping us like a warm blanket. With each thrust, Alexander brought me closer to the edge, his name falling from my lips like a prayer.
When the waves of pleasure crashed over me, I clung to him, my nails digging into his back. Soon after, he followed, releasing himself deep within me. We lay there, tangled together, and I marveled at how lucky I was to have found someone who knew exactly what I needed.
“Thank you,” I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his chest.
“Always,” he murmured, pulling me closer. “I’ll always be here for you, Olivia.”
***
The papers cluttered the kitchen table and my head throbbed as I stared at the guest list. The numbers just didn’t add up, and coordinating flower arrangements felt impossible. My chest tightened with anxiety, and I knew I was spiraling.
“Olivia,” Alexander’s soothing voice cut through the chaos in my mind. He stood beside me and pushed all the materials away from my overwhelmed gaze. “You need to take a break.”
“Alexander, I can’t,” I protested weakly. “There is so much to do, and we are running out of time.”
“Trust me,” he insisted, his eyes locking onto mine as he lifted me up onto the table. His lips captured mine in a passionate kiss, silencing my worries for a moment.
“Baby, I have so much work to do,” I whispered against his mouth, but Alexander didn’t relent. Instead, he pulled my pants down, leaving me exposed before him.
“Let me help you, Olivia,” he murmured, a wicked grin playing on his lips as he dove between my legs. I threw my head back, moaning loudly as his tongue flicked across my sensitive flesh.
