Complications (9 page)

“Is salmon okay with you?” he asked, his voice cutting through the sudden silence.

“Salmon sounds great,” she replied brightly, trying to shake off the oddness of the moment before.

“I already made some quinoa earlier and the salad is ready to go. Let me just pan fry this really quick and broil it. We should be ready to eat soon,” he explained. Then he paused and looked over his shoulder at her. Warmth had returned to his eyes and Olivia felt relieved. “Sorry. I just realized I must sound like an incredibly boring eater.”

Olivia shrugged and smiled softly, trying to ignore the sudden pang of self-consciousness, “You’re a healthy eater. There’s nothing wrong with that. Besides, I doubt you look like that because you eat ice cream and pizza all day long.” She probably seemed like a glutton to him, owning a cupcake shop and all.
And
she happily had dessert every night. The most dessert-like thing she would probably find in his fridge was fruit.

“Look like what?” he asked, his tone innocent. She laughed when she realized he was deliberately fishing for compliments. But it helped to lighten the mood. And the sexy grin he threw her reminded her of the long night ahead of them.

The end of dinner couldn’t come fast enough.

Chapter Nine

Alex and Olivia burst into the dark bedroom, the door hitting hard against the wall. Alex didn’t care. He only cared about stripping off Olivia’s clothes and pushing inside her heat.

His lips left hers as his fingers grasped the bottom edge of her top, her sweater having been discarded somewhere between the kitchen and his bedroom. He pulled it over her head in one swift move. Before it even hit the floor, his fingers were over the buttons of her jeans, his hands shaking in anticipation.

Want, need, desire pulsed through him like a drug. He had to have her. Now.

Luckily, this beautiful woman seemed to feel the same way about him. Her hands slipped up inside his sweater and he groaned when she dragged her fingernails teasingly down his abdomen.

His cock jumped as she hurriedly tugged his sweater off. He could already feel beads of moisture gathering at the head of his shaft. A growl of frustration rose from his throat at the sweet torture.

Alex pushed his hand down her panties when he finally got the button undone, way past impatient at this point. He nibbled at her ear, his lips curling into a smile when he found her wetness. He slipped two fingers inside, feeling her walls clench around him. She moaned and moved her hands to his shoulders to steady herself.

Alex leaned back so he could see her face. He wanted to see what he did to her.

He watched her expressions as his arousal grew to an almost painful height. Olivia looked helpless against her own desire. He could tell when he pushed her to the edge so he backed off. He could tell when she wanted more so he gave it to her. The ebb and flow of her arousal was so plain to him and it brought a knowing smile to his face.

“Stop, please,” she begged him, her blue eyes wide and glazed. But they took on a determined edge as her fingers undid his belt and flicked open the top button of his jeans. He felt frozen with desire as she stepped away from his grasp. He let his fingers slide out of her slick opening and she tossed him a shaky smile. “It’s your turn, for once, since you didn’t let me last time.”

Christ.

His brain shut off when she stepped out of her jeans and panties and quickly snapped off her bra. Completely naked. Absolutely beautiful. He wanted to kiss and lick and nibble every soft curve of her body.

Olivia took a step until she was flush with his body, trailing her fingertips over his bare chest. He closed his eyes, swallowing hard as he felt her hard nipples brush across his stomach. The sensation sent a jolt of awareness to every part of his body as her lavender scent washed over him. He knew then that she would be merciless.

She leaned forward to nip at his neck and he tilted his head to the side to allow her better access. But she trailed her soft lips down until she bit teasingly at his nipple, laving it with her tongue afterward to take away the sting. He groaned even as he flinched, another zap of pleasure streaming down.

Fuck
, he thought as he stared down into her eyes. She had a small smile on her face as she watched his reaction. Who was this little minx? She had once been hesitant to even have dinner with him. Now, she was naked in front of him, making him crazed with pleasure.

He held his breath as she slowly tugged down his zipper, her fingers brushing over his length. Just hearing the sound made the head of his cock pulse. She looked up at him under her thick lashes. “You like to be in control, don’t you?” she whispered.

“Yes,” he said almost automatically. He liked to be in charge of all situations.

“I could tell last time. But I don’t want that now,” she replied, her hand slipping into his jeans, past his briefs. He let out a hiss of air when her warm hand closed around him.

His heart thundered in his chest as she stroked him firmly, from the root to the tip. He crushed her mouth to his in a punishing kiss, their tongues tangling wildly. She would drive him mad.

She broke it off to drop to her knees in front of him and all of Alex’s thoughts went flying out the window. His whole being zeroed in on her. He took in everything, from her eyes to her soft pink lips to the curve of her back as she leaned forward.

They hadn’t made it far into the room. They were situated next to his dresser drawers and he put out a hand on top of the flat surface to steady himself in anticipation of what would come next. His whole body tensed as she flicked out her pink tongue and dragged it up slowly on the under side of his cock. He groaned as little stings of pleasure raced through him at the contact, tightening his balls.

She was still looking up at him and those blue eyes gave him almost as much pleasure as her mouth. He reached down with determined hands to gather her hair in one fist. He wanted to see every little way she worked his cock. He wanted to remember this moment.

Still gazing up at him, she slid that sweet mouth over him, her hands coming to rest on his denim-clad thighs to steady herself. His eyes slid shut at the intense pleasure of her warmth, but they snapped open quickly to continue watching. He couldn’t spit out a coherent thought right now even if he tried. His tongue felt like lead in his mouth as he watched her.

Every time she swirled her tongue around him, he groaned. Every thrust and retreat of her mouth made him crazed. He accidentally flinched when she hit a deliciously sensitive spot and thrust forward into her waiting mouth. But she didn’t back away. If anything she was more eager.

Alex didn’t know how much time passed. It could have been five, ten, twenty minutes for all he knew. But, when he was about to come, he tried to pull away from her sweet mouth even though every part of him wanted her to continue. He was right on the edge and he tugged at her hair gently, trying to make her release him.

“Liv, I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he warned brokenly, his voice dark and raspy. A thin sheen of sweat broke out over his body as he tensed, trying to think of anything but the woman in front of him. Football, his latest sales spreadsheets, his meeting next week. But it wasn’t helping. He tugged at her hair more desperately. “Olivia!”

Her clear blue eyes flashed up to his, her pink lips still wrapped around him enticingly. The sight almost made him shoot his load right then and there. But he felt a sigh of relief as she slowly inched her way off his shaft, licking her lips as she sat back on her heels.

“Fuck, darling. You wanna play that way?” he asked, his throat tight and his voice thick. He saw her shiver at the intensity of his stare. “Hands and knees. On the bed.
Now
,” he ordered.

She bit her lip and he saw her thighs squeeze together. The sight made him smile. Two could play at this game. He would tease her until she begged him.

She obeyed him. She rose from the floor gracefully and walked the remaining feet to the bed. His eyes were riveted to the sway of her full hips and his chest tightened in desire.

She got into the position slowly, looking over her shoulder at him shyly once she was situated. That look blew his mind. After what she had just done to him, she could still be fucking shy. He loved it.

He shed his jeans and briefs quickly until he was as naked as she was. Then, with long strides, he approached the bed, his mouth watering at the sight of her.

* * * * *

Olivia bit her lip as she watched Alex approach her, determination etched onto his features.

The bedroom itself was dark, but the windows were opened and the moon was bright. And since the bedroom was towards the back of the house, Olivia knew no one could see inside. But it still made her feel vulnerable. And the look on Alex’s face made her feel like prey. Prey that he would play with and savor. The shadows from the back porch light and the moon cast harsh angles over his face and body, making him appear even more mysterious.

She bit her lip, her mind screaming at him to touch her already. She needed release and he could give it to her.

Giving him pleasure had been one of the most erotic acts she had ever done. Of course, she had gone down on Miles during their relationship, but with Alex, she almost felt like she was on the receiving end. The way his eyes burned into hers, the way his body tensed, the way his hand urgently tugged at her hair aroused her so much that she swore she had dripped down her thigh.

She didn’t know what had possessed her to take charge. Alex liked to be in control. It seemed to turn him on…a lot. But she wanted to make him feel as helpless as he had made her feel a few nights ago when he had tortured her endlessly with his tongue and fingers.

A little spark of female pride bloomed in her chest.
I think I accomplished my goal
, she thought with a small smile, remembering the intensity on his face as he tried to keep from coming in her mouth.

“Eyes forward,” he ordered roughly, as he reached the bed. She felt a sharp shoot of pleasure at his voice and she almost moaned at the abrupt sensation. She turned her head to stare at his headboard, hearing him shift behind her. She felt so exposed to him. So vulnerable. The idea aroused her even more, even as she felt the urge to cover herself. “God, you’re so beautiful, Olivia. You’re making me crazy,” he said lowly in a voice that sounded almost like a whisper. She felt her self-consciousness melt away as she listened to him. She felt like melting herself. This beautiful man was making it hard not to have feelings for him.

She heard him shift again and gasped suddenly when his fingers ran up the sensitive flesh of her sex, testing her wetness. He made an appreciative sound and let a finger slip into her. He added another digit, pushing in and out, mimicking what he would do to her later. It was maddening. She thrust her hips back, trying to produce more friction than he would allow. But his hand slapped at her ass in warning as he withdrew his fingers completely.

“Don’t get greedy, darling,” came his gruff response. She moaned in frustration, her ass tingling deliciously. “You almost made me come when you were sucking my cock. Now it’s my turn. And I’m going to make you beg for what you want.” She let out a whimper as his fingers returned. “Tell me what you want, Olivia.”

“I want to come.
Please
,” she replied immediately, her head spinning as he continued his torture.

“Do you want my mouth on your pussy?” he asked. His voice was impossibly gruff and husky.

She clenched on his fingers, “
Yes
. Please, Alex.”

She heard him shift again and before she knew it his tongue was lapping at her folds. She moaned violently, her hands grasping onto his comforter in front of her as his hands came up around her hips. He was situated on his back, her thighs spread wide over his face. He pulled her hips down, his tongue teasing her opening as his nose brushed her clit.

She gasped for air, his mouth driving her wild. She could feel her orgasm rising already. She felt overheated, knowing she wouldn’t last long.

Alex moaned beneath her, “God, baby. I could eat you out all day.”

“Please, Alex. I’m so close!”

“Come for me, Liv. I want to taste it,” he ordered roughly, his strong, warm hands grasping her hips more firmly.

A few moments later, her body exploded in pleasure. She gasped wildly, riding out the intense waves that washed over her. She vaguely heard Alex curse as he shifted out from underneath her. She heard crinkling and then he was inside her, his shaft impossibly thick in her tight opening.

He gripped her hips hard as he drove into her, over and over again. She was still riding through her orgasm, but every deep thrust sent new tingles spreading throughout her body. She felt like she couldn’t catch her breath. Her loud moans filled the air as Alex continued his merciless assault.

Then, unbelievably, she came again. It was less intense than her last orgasm, but her whole body jerked in surprise as she screamed.

It was amazing. She kept coming as Alex continued to drive into her. He liked to fuck rough and hard. His thrusts became uncontrollably wild and he brought his chest to her back, reaching under to play with her nipples. She panted, “Alex, please. God, I—,” she gasped as he hit a sensitive spot, “
Oh
, I can’t take much more.”

He picked up his pace as he kissed the back of her neck, his warm breath caressing her ear. Then after a few more intense thrusts, he bucked inside her, groaning as he came.

She felt his harsh breaths against her neck as he slowly came down from his orgasm. She panted, thoroughly spent, and she felt him kiss her neck lightly before pulling out. She flopped down onto her side in exhaustion, her knees shaking, as she watched Alex walk towards his bathroom door to dispose of the condom.

Oh my God.
Was this what sex was supposed to be like? An intense, mind-blowing act that left her weak yet completely sated?

Alex returned, her chest warming alarmingly as she watched him. She was getting too attached. But who could blame her?