70. A Mistake?

Olivia

"Okay." The word escapes from my lips with ease.

As soon as I gazed into those twinkling eyes, I knew I couldn't refuse him. I looked at his muscular form and blushed.

He leaned down and started to kiss me all over my body. Starting from my forehead, then my lips, my jaw, and my neck. I felt heat building up at the pit of my stomach as he took my breast in his mouth and suckled on my nipples.

I expected him to ravage my body already, but he was taking his sweet time, savoring every inch of me.

Ugh! This is starting to be too much. His soft, featherlike kisses were making my skin tingle. I ached between my legs. I wanted him to do something about it, anything to make this ache go away.

"Touch me, Simon," I crooned and touched his cheek.

"I am touching you," Simon smirked.

"You know what I mean!" I complained.

Simon feigned confusion. "Actually, I have no idea what you mean. Care to elaborate?"

"Simon!"

Simon laughed, making my heart race again. "I guess I'll stop teas