Olivia's POV
I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly.
The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, down… down.
Fuck!
I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh.
"Keep it together, Olivia."
I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me?
"I'm done."
I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table.
“Are you uncomfortable?” he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes.
I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. Moans had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape.
“There’s nothing to be worried about; I won’t bite.”
I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips sucking every inch of me.
Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles!
The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter.
I tried to suck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big cock.
Fuck! Did I say 'cock'?
It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. Sucking his cock slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to moan softly as I sucked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content.
“Can your mouth take all of it in?” he asked.
I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking about…
"Cough! Cough! I have to… cough!… go."
I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened?
I lay down and tried to calm myself down.
"Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths."
I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower.
I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A moan escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle.
I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips.
Fuck it!
I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were André's fingers. My moans grew louder.
I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nipples were so hard. I wanted him to suck them.
My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me.
"Ahhh…André…!"
His hands filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pussy. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears.
"Are you sure you can take all of me?"
I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped him tight. His thrusts were slow and shallow.
"Yes. Yes, please don't stop."
He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more.
"Ahhhh…André. I need more André. Please give me more."
His tempo increased, and so did my moans. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten.
I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?"
"Yes, André. Please don't stop."
"Ahhhhhhhh…"
My body jolted, and my juices poured out of me, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead, and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand.
My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my orgasm.
"Would you cum for me like that again?"
I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened.
Alpha André stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. Somehow, my eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers.
What the hell?
Olivia's POV“Would you come for me, like that, again?”I was mortified as I watched him stare at me with a smug look as he stood at the door. My cheeks filled with colour. I felt my body lock together as shame began to drown me.André came in and closed the door behind him. I saw the smile on his face as he walked closer to me. I immediately sat up; my legs were trembling with fear and embarrassment as I watched him slowly slice the gap between us. “Why did you stop? Please don’t stop on my account. I would love to see you scream my name again. It was a pleasure watching you.” His voice was smooth and seductive. He was getting closer, but my body still couldn’t move.Come on, legs! Move! Run! Do something!However, my legs were numb. I could feel my breath getting hot and erratic. Despite the wide open windows, the room was suddenly steaming hot.I was finally able to stand, but it was too late. He was already in front of me. The smirk on his face made my stomach swarm with butter
Olivia's POVI kept on running without trying to check where I was going and finally, I sighed as I took a deep breath, however, just before I could relax, I heard footsteps behind me. “Olivia! Are you okay?!” To think he had the guts to chase after me. Jerk. “Stop! Stay away from me!”However, all my pleas fell on deaf ears. What was he doing? Couldn’t he tell that I didn’t want to be around him? I backed away from him, but he kept coming closer.“Don’t touch me! Just go away!”Almost like he couldn’t hear me, André just kept coming closer.“Olivia, can you stop? Let’s go inside.” “Just leave me alone!”He sighed and made a lunge towards me, but I evaded him, and I felt something cold and hard behind me.“What..?” I turned and groaned in frustration. It was a rock! It was a dead end; I had nowhere to go.I looked forward, and soon, he was right in front of me. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me into his embrace. My body shuddered at his touch. What was wrong with him?
Olivia's POV “Oww! My head! What the…”I woke up with a start. Whoever was behind the door pushed it even more, and light streamed in and blinded me. In a rush to stand up, I let go of my father’s ash jar, and it began to roll away. I got away from the door, and it opened fully, and there stood my mother, glaring down at me. I scrambled to my feet and went over to get my father’s ash jar before it rolled under the bed.“What is your problem?” I said, almost yelling at my mum.However, she didn’t answer me immediately, and I watched as her eyes surveyed my room in jealousy and disgust.“I can’t believe you slept on the floor when you have such a comfortable bed and luxurious room.”She walked in and toured my room with a look of evident jealousy. She touched the silk curtains and tested the soft bed.“You really don’t know what is good for you, Olivia. But then again, it is expected, considering the dump I pulled you out from.”I rolled my eyes and put my father’s ash jar back on the
Olivia’s POVI stood by the door, my eyes taking in my room while my mind ran at a thousand thoughts at once. Somehow, I was angry at André indifference at the table. But why should I be? He was not mine. Also, what was I meant to do here? Back at home, at least, I had hours of school and working the fields to keep me busy. As I sat on my bed, the door opened and my eyes widened as André entered the room with a solemn expression. “Are you okay, princess?” he asked while closing the gap between us. Anger flared within me and I stood up, glaring at him. “Oh, this is what you want right? To sneak behind my mom every time to talk to me and then pretend like I don’t exist in front of everyone?” he could have asked me how I was at the table but he decides to sneak in here to ask?Despicable. André frowned slightly and stopped when there was barely any space between us. “Last night, you hated the idea of being with me. I didn’t want to overwhelm you. However, I also couldn't leave with
Olivia’s POVI had wandered around the hallway until I heard André leaving my room. As soon as I was sure that the coast was clear, I entered my room and slammed the door shut behind me.Tears were rolling down my cheeks but it wasn’t even enough.What was wrong with me? How could I be so dirty and disgusting? I was a whore. I was a disgusting, lowlife, dirty bitch. I got changed, sat on my bed and buried my head in my lap. I cried, and my tears wet my lap, and my arms were soaked in sweat. I still couldn’t believe that I did that with my stepdad. I didn’t even hold back. I was starting to realise that when it came to André, self-control was the last thing I had.I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. The tears continued to stream down my face. My eyes stung painfully. I was hopeless and worthless. How could I be so disgusting? “I hate myself. I hate him. How dare he take advantage of me like that?”I loved the way he touched me and made me feel but it was wrong. All of this
Olivia’s POVI gasped and took a frightened step back.“Hello, kitten. Isn’t it a lovely night for an escape?”I felt my whole body freeze. He stepped into the light, and I saw the fury on his face. I gasped and took a step back. All of a sudden, I felt anger wash over me. What was he doing here? Was he trying to stop me?Did he know I was planning to escape in the first place?“What are you even doing here?” I asked angrily.He chuckled and took another step towards me. I stepped back; I didn’t want him any closer.“I should be the one asking you that, kitten. I didn’t think you would be outside by this time of the night, yet here you are.”He walked towards me, and I walked backwards, desperate to escape him… “Ahhh…”I lost my footing and felt myself falling backwards. But suddenly, I felt a strong arm around my waist, catching me just seconds before I hit the ground.My heart was pounding in my chest as I stared at André’s angry face. He looked furious, and my throat was dry in fr
André's POV I stared at her, and a growl erupted from my throat and made her jump in fright. Her eyes were wide with fear, glistening with unshed tears. She looked so vulnerable and scared yet so beautiful.Her curly locks swayed gently in the breeze. I clutched her tightly. I was so angry with her. I wanted, more than anything, to bend her over my knee and spank her. I wanted her to beg me and scream my name, saying she was mine and she wasn’t going to leave me ever again.I squeezed her soft body, and my fingers sunk deeper into her soft flesh. She whimpered in pain, and I took pleasure in it. I wanted her to know that I was the only one who could make her feel pleasure and pain. I was the only one who could make her feel this way.I looked at her pleading eyes. She had no idea how much her actions had hurt me. She had rejected me by choosing to leave. She didn’t want me.“Why so quiet, kitten?”She shook her head fearfully. “Answer me. Did I push you too hard? Was it wrong for m
13: See How Good I Make You Feel Olivia's POV I was stunned and, yet, doused in pleasure. The way his finger played with my body was irresistible. I couldn’t help myself. It felt amazing.No. I couldn’t feel like this. I couldn’t enjoy this. I had to snap out of this.“André… ahhhhh…please…”I tried to speak, but only my moans erupted from my mouth. I was lost in my pleasure. I wanted… Suddenly, he stopped. I felt weak in my knees, and he held me up. I was flushed and tried to. I looked away from him, but I couldn’t. He was holding my face in place.“Don’t you dare look away. I’ve only just begun. You haven’t even started to make up for what you did.”“André, I…”“Go to the table over there. Now.”I looked over his shoulder and glanced at the reading table. “Why?” I asked, my voice full of fear and confusion.He grabbed my face again and made me look at him. His dark eyes were staring into my soul.“You don’t get to ask questions, kitten. Now do as you’re told.”I whimpered. There