I slid my hand toward her ass, giving it a tight squeeze. “I like it when you take up my space.” My fingers moved lower still, dancing over her sex. She was wet, just like I knew she’d be.
My girl was insatiable. I loved that about her.
I loved a lot of things about her, but none that I could say out loud yet.
We might have known each other our whole lives, but this was different. I should be terrified of the things I felt. Of caring so deeply in such a short amount of time. And on some level, I was.
Whether she wanted to or not, Olivia was still dead set on leaving Pinecrest—and me—behind. I wasn’t sure anything could change her mind at this point, but I could try.
“What’re you thinking about?” Olivia asked, running the pad of her finger between my brows.
I couldn’t very well admit how obsessed I was with her, so Isaid, “That we should probably check the time. Harper has a soccer game at ten.”
Even though Grady offered to take her, I’d never missed one of my daughter’s games. I wasn’t about to start now.
“Good call,” she said, looking around for one of our phones. When she found it, she let out a triumphant sound. “It’s only eight.”
I lifted my knee until it pressed against her center. “That’s good,” I murmured. “Means we’ll have plenty of time.”
Olivia smiled coyly. “Time for what, Mr. Bennett?”
I leaned down, letting my mouth graze the shell of her ear. “For you to ride my cock.”
Goose bumps erupted along her skin. It was so easy to rile her up, to have her writhing in my arms.
“You’re insatiable,” she said, swinging her leg over my waist. “Downright greedy.”
“Says the woman who’s grinding her hot little cunt against my dick.”
She sucked in a breath. I’d never been much for dirty talk in the past. It always felt awkward and forced with Sarah, but I loved watching Olivia’s eyes light up at the lewd statement.
We both looked down, watching her easily slide along my length, leaving a sheen of arousal in her wake. It was easily one of the hottest things I’d ever seen, and she smiled as though she was proud.
“You like that, huh?” I brought my hands to her hips, stilling her movement. It was irresponsible to be this close, to know I could slip inside her with little effort.
She nodded, mewling as I canted my hips and notched my head at her entrance. “It feels so good.”
It did feel good, and that was the problem. I wasn’t worried about getting her pregnant as I’d had a vasectomy a few years after Harper was born. Though we’d never talked about it, Iknew both of us were in the clear when it came to any possible STDs.
But knowing what she felt like without anything between us would ruin me.
And yet… I pushed inside an inch, anyway.
“I’m on birth control,” she rasped, running her hands through the hair on my chest.
“Vasectomy,” I replied through gritted teeth. She was so warm, so wet, so inviting. Goddamn. I wasn’t sure how long I’d last, not like this.
“Oh god.” Olivia ground her hips against mine, forcing herself down, down, down until our bodies were flush. The fit is even tighter than before, evident on her face as her mouth falls open in a perfect O. “Why didn’t we do this last night? It feels so good.”
I chuckled, regretting the sound immediately when my cock twitched painfully inside of her. I wanted to move, needed to move, but I didn’t want to hurt her.
The moment she circled her hips, I knew she was okay. “We’re doing it now,” I said, gently bucking my hips up. “And we’ll do it again—”thrust“—and again—”thrust“—and again.” Her hands clawed at my chest as she met my movements. “Just say the word.”
All she had to do was snap her fingers, and I’d travel wherever she was. I’d fly halfway across the world if she asked me to.
Which was insane.
Olivia dropped her head as I bucked faster, pounding into her from below. The sounds she made, the keening wails formore, more, moremade me lose my mind. It was hot as fuck watching her unapologetically chase her own pleasure. I could watch her all day. Hell, Iwantedto watch her all day. Every day.