203: I want you, André.

André's POV

I came in and saw Olivia in bed, kneeling upright and in her lingerie.

I was stunned and rushed to her.

"Olivia, what..."

She cupped my face in her hands, and her blue eyes stared deep into my soul.

"I want you, André."

I looked at her face in shock. She looked much better, but she still looked weak and exhausted.

She pulled me in, and I kissed her deeply on the lips before I pulled away.

"Olivia, I want you to, but you need to rest."

I tried to get her to lie down, but she refused. Her lips curled downward in a frown.

"No. I want you. I want you inside of me. Please. Don't refuse me this."

She pulled me again and kissed me softly. Her warm tongue slid into mine, and the feeling was ecstatic. I groaned and gripped her hair tightly as I kissed her.

I had missed her. I had missed her taste, her warmth, her smell.

I felt all sense of control leave me, and all that moved me was my intense desire for her. I had wanted her since she was taken. I wanted to have her in my arms