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I stared at her in shock.
"Sorry?" I echoed, my voice filled with incredulity. "Olivia, I’m the one that’ssorry. Because clearly I’ve been doing a shitty job of showing just how much I love you. You're not a burden, you're myeverything. Everything,” I repeated fiercely. “I breathe for you. I covet you. I spend every second of every day thinking about you. A burden?” I scoffed. “The way I love you goes beyond any love story you’ve ever heard. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep you. I burn for you, in the way that only someone can when you’re holding a piece of their soul.”
She was staring at me like she was entranced, and I leaned in slowly and brushed a kiss against her lips.
Olivia’s answering sigh was one of relief. Like she hadn’t been able to handle the last couple of hours either. Hope was gleaming in her eyes, pushing out the fear she sometimes had that she wasn't worthy of love.
“A little handcuffing is the least of what I’d do to keep you,” I told her, my forehead meeting hers as I breathed her in.
“Sometimes it sounds a little…crazy when you say things like that,” she murmured.
I laughed because…if she only knew.
“Good thing you love crazy.”
She nodded. “For some reason, I do.”
“If you can believe anything I say, believe this, angel. I will never let you go.”
“Can you take this off now?” she asked finally, rattling the handcuff, because she still thought they were some kind of a joke. That’s okay, it was better if she thought that way.
“Not quite,” I murmured, unhooking the cuff from around my wrist and snapping it on her free one.
A blush appeared on her cheeks and her gaze grew heavy-lidded. Evidently my girl actually liked cuffs…
That would be a fun thing to experiment with.
I laid her down on the bed, feeling a bit deranged as I stared at her. She was still wearing the prim and proper little skirt that she’d put on for the hearing—the one that reminded me of an Audrey Hepburn movie. And, I was just glad that I was the only man who was going to know that underneath that suit was a body built for pure sin.
I gripped my gigantic hard on, which was pressing against the zipper of my suit slacks, thinking that I might die if I didn't get inside her soon.
“Put your hands above your head,” I growled as I pushed her skirt up, not having the patience to bother with trying to take it off, and then I ripped her thong away, my dick gushing pre-cum all over my briefs as I stared at her perfect pussy, her lips already glistening with her arousal.
“Please fuck me,” she murmured, her eyes gleaming because she knew what it did to me when she talked like that.
“I don’t know, angel face. I’m not sure you’re ready for me. Should I check if you’re wet enough for my big cock?” I purred as I slid a hand up her thigh, lightly stroking her skin until I was inches away from her cunt.
“Please,” she whispered, still holding her hands above her head, like the good girl she was.
I slid my fingers through her dripping folds, moaning at how she was already gushing for me.
Before I fucked her, I needed a taste.
I dove between her legs, unable to take it slow as I forced her legs wider, pushing her knees so that she was completely open for me. The sight of her like this…skirt bunched up around her waist, hands over her head…her bare fucking cunt.
This was my heaven.
I licked up her slit, gathering every drop of essence I could.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”
She squirmed and I grinned before I swirled my tongue over her clit, licking and sucking on it until she was fucking her hips against my face.
Just how I liked it.
But I could think of another position that would be fun.
I sat up and she whimpered at the loss of my mouth.
