“You changed.” His eyes meet mine again, and I don’t miss the way they darken.
“I…I didn’t know how many people would be here working, and I wanted to look semi-professional,” I manage to get out between his intense stare.
“It’s Sunday, so I gave the guys the day off. No one here but me,” he grins, taking a step in my direction. “I’m a bit upset, though,” he pouts slightly and skims his hand down the strap of my dress. “I was hoping you were going to tell me you changed just for me. I loved your outfit earlier, but this dress…” His fingers touch the fabric at my breasts as his thumb rolls over my nipple, “and those boots,” he glances down, and his lip ring disappears in his mouth before popping back out. “You look very sexy in black. You look…,” his voice gets low as an edge of possessiveness weaves its way in, “like you’re mine.”
“I may have worn this for you,” I confess quietly. “Just in case we were alone.” I swallow as he fills the space between us and flips his hat around.
Shit, I’m a goner.
I feel my last remaining barriers melt away.
“And since we are alone,” he whispers, bending down to kiss my bee tattoo, “is there anything you want from me? I would hate to waste our alone time on something as boring as work. I’m sure you can think of something to put our time to better use.”
His tongue swipes my skin, and I feel my panties already damp from his words alone.
“It’s time to be greedy again, Olivia,” he breathes against my skin. “You are an amazing mom, but you’re a woman first. A woman who has needs. You’ve been neglected for far too long, and I want to change all that.” His teeth scrape my ear before he gently tugs my lobe. “You’re safe to lose control with me and take what you need.”
His words hang in the air between us, and I can hear both of our breaths becoming shallower as the intensity of our feelings almost becomes too much.
“Touch me,” I whisper, taking his hand and putting it between my legs. The need to feel him overcomes any other thoughts I have. I only see him.
His hand disappears under my dress, and I moan when he palms my center and rubs his thumb over my clit. He pushes my panties to the side and fills me deep with two fingers.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he growls. “Already dripping for me just the way I love you to be.” He goes harder, rubbing all my sensitive spots, and I move my hips against his palm.
His other hand grips the back of my neck as his lips meet mine. I eagerly kiss him back as our tongues blend together.
“Tell me more…what else do you want?” He breaks away and pulls my bottom lip before releasing me.
My brain struggles to catch up through my mental fog before it registers what he’s asking me. One image comes to mind, and he sees it the moment I think of it.
“Tell me,” he demands.
“I want your tongue on me next,” I whisper boldly.
“Gladly,” he growls, removing his hand and lifting my dress over my head in one swift motion. “Fuck,” he breathes, taking in my pink bra and matching lace panties. “They’re pink.” He runs his finger over the lace, and my nipple immediately hardens at his touch. “An angel with the perfect amount of sin,” he grins like the devil himself before lifting me up onto the end of the bar.
His hand reaches behind me, and he’s releasing the clasp in seconds as he drops it to the floor. I watch his eyes hungrily roam over me before he leans forward and takes a nipple in his mouth. My head falls back in pure bliss as he sucks and pulls. Desire rushes to my core as my fingers tighten around his neck to hold him there.
He tortures the other one before slowly pushing me back with his hand around my neck. I’m completely laid out on his bar, and I’ve never felt more on display than I do right now.
“Look at how beautiful you are.” He looks over at the mirror behind the bar, and I follow his gaze. My cheeks are flushed and my lips are swollen, but it’s my eyes that I’m drawn to. They are fierce and alive as I stare at the woman before me that’s been freed. I see no fear or regret in the choices she’s made. I see only fire and heat…someone who isn’t afraid to take what she needs.
I watch our reflections as he slowly lowers my thong down my legs. When he drops to his knees for me, something deep inside is sparked.
“Take off your shirt for me,” I softly demand. His sexy smile appears as he lifts it over his head. He moves to take his hat off, and I stop him. “Keep iton. I like it.”
“Whatever you want.” He adjusts the backwards hat, and I take in the full scene before me in the mirror. Dark ink swirls against his skin as his hair curls around the nape of his neck. He’s the most tempting piece of eye candy I’ve ever seen, and I want a taste of him next.
His eyes meet mine in the mirror, and there’s no denying the full-on hunger I see in them.
“I want you to watch and see how beautiful you are when you truly surrender to me. I’ve been dying to taste you as you cum all over my face, so prepare yourself. There won’t be a single part of you that my mouth won’t enjoy.”
He settles between my legs as he puts them on his shoulders and spreads me wide.
His warm breath hits my center, and I feel his tongue along my inner thigh.
“This pussy is mine, Olivia.” His voice is low, and there’s no denying how serious he is with his tone. “Whether you admit it now or later, there will be no one else but me between these beautiful legs…ever again. It’smyhands that will touch you,” he says, sliding two fingers in deep.
