by Alexa Davis
I glanced down and groaned at the sight of my rock-hard cock. What was she doing to me? Now that I was turned on the images got thicker and faster, I just couldn’t stop them. This time I knew how good she was in bed as well; it wasn’t like last time when it was simply a fantasy. I could put real feelings to it which somehow intensified everything. I lowered my hand, unable to resist the image that was building in my mind.
The Olivia of my imagination kissed me everywhere; she ran her hands down my body and brushed her fingers all over my torso and abs. I could almost hear the gasping of her ragged breaths as she slid down my body, touching me, feeling me, kissing me. My body lit up like a damn Christmas tree as the sensation of her imaginary lips sent tingling sensations all over me, as I pictured her grabbing onto my erection with her delicate little fingers and wrapping those tight little lips around me. I grunted loudly, grabbing onto the side of the shower as I fisted myself harder and faster. The bliss was burning, the power of it screamed through my body, I felt like I was rapidly losing control. I lost everything and became a slave to the sensations that Olivia made me feel.
“Oh, Olivia,” I gasped, not even caring how loudly I yelled her name. “Oh fuck, Olivia.”
My heart thundered against my rib cage; my lungs felt tight and squeezed; there was an intense tension in my body that was desperately waiting for a release. And it was coming, chasing me, any minute now…
As the pleasure exploded from me, soiling my body, I felt like I was flying high as a kite. Thinking about Olivia, being so free with my feelings, was liberating. It made me want to zoom home right now, to scoop her up into my arms, and to just fucking hold her tight. I wanted to grab her, to throw her down onto the bed, and to tell her to forget about right and wrong and to just succumb to how amazing it felt.
Hey, maybe I would. Perhaps I was tired of pretending that I didn’t totally crave every damn inch of her and that I actually maybe a little wanted even more from her. I wasn’t sure what, but something for sure.
I staggered from the shower with only thoughts of her in mind, and I collapsed onto the bed in a heap. This whole thing was driving me insane; much as I wanted to do this for Justine, I wasn’t sure that I would be able to carry on like I was. Something was going to give eventually, and I didn’t want it to all fall the wrong way.
Urgh, I was back home tomorrow, back in New York City; I could worry about it then. For now, I simply needed a whole lot more sleep. Luckily, that one drink pushed me over the edge and I pretty much passed out.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Olivia
Monday
I sang along happily as the shower water ran over my head. I felt better than I had in a very long time. I still had some time before Mark came back and keeping myself busy with Justine and Mrs. Stedman was helping me to forget… or maybe not forget, but I wasn’t quite so worried about seeing him again. This time, the distance, it was a good thing. Maybe him traveling a lot would work for us. Perhaps we could make it work. Then once he was here, he could spend a lot of alone time with Justine, and we wouldn’t have to see each other much. If we didn’t have to see one another, then there wouldn’t be any chance of us falling into bed together.
I guess it was the loneliness. I didn’t feel like I didn’t have anyone in the world anymore. Maybe my friendship circle hadn’t grown, but I felt a whole lot happier about the people who I did have in my life. Mrs. Stedman had a good ear, Justine was a whole lot of fun, I enjoyed talking to Rosa as well. And Mark… well, I wasn’t sure about him. I had absolutely no idea where I stood with him, but I had another day of being completely alone.
I swung my soaking wet hair around, and I turned the shower off, mentally planning to get out the yoga mat once I was done. I was bringing it back into my daily routine, and I liked it. It made me feel more flexible and good about myself. Anything to bolster up my already really good mood was fine by me. I could flick the big TV screen on, find a music channel that suited me and my mood, and just work it all off. This was my last calm day before the storm kicked in so I figured I might as well make the most of it. I liked being alone today.
“Dum, dum, doo…” I sang along as I ran my fingers through my hair, deciding to let it hang loose to dry naturally. I had plenty of time until Justine came home and Rosa wasn’t due today. I was on my own. “Da la laaa.” I grabbed the purplish towel and wrapped it around my waist. “Humm hum hummm…”
With almost a skip in my step I made my way into the kitchen. Just before I got into yoga, which I would maybe follow with a nice long walk, I wanted a nice steaming mug of coffee. The coffee in this house was to die for, it would be one of the main things that I missed if I left here… but not the only thing. Not that I was thinking about what I would miss since I wasn’t sure what would end up happening between us.
“La de daa, doo dum de da…” I was out of tune, acting weird, but I was alone so who cared? There were some really good sides to being by myself. I didn’t mind it when it didn’t consume me “Dum, darr dee… Argh!”
I screamed loudly, much too loudly actually, but I assumed that I was completely by myself. I didn’t expect to find a shadowy figure sitting on the couch looking up at me expectantly. “Hello, Olivia.”
“M… Mark?” I stammered, shaking all over. “Mark, what are you doing here? It isn’t Tuesday.”
“No, I know.” He smiled and nodded slowly at me. “I got an earlier flight back. Sorry, I probably should have made myself known, I could hear that you were in the shower when I got in and…” He nodded towards me, his face heating up as he spotted me in my… shit! Where the fuck was my towel? What the hell?
I glanced downwards and saw the purplish color bunched up around my feet. I guessed in the shock I must have dropped it. I didn’t even realize that it had fallen. It was a good thing that this man wasn’t a stranger, a burglar or something, because I would have revealed my naked body to him. It was bad enough that my boss had seen… and he had already seen me naked one time already. But this situation was totally different. Embarrassingly so.
I dove down, grabbing at it, needing to cover myself up before I made this even more awkward. My fingers wrapped around it, but I was so nervous and shaky that I couldn’t stop fumbling with it.
“Stop,” Mark said huskily to me, his arms were wrapped tightly around my very naked waist as he tugged me upright. This was wrong, I knew that, but it felt oh so right too. Especially as I glanced up at him and I saw that deep, powerful lust in his eyes. It jolted through me and made my core pulse with need. He kissed me, he claimed me with his mouth, and while I was still very aware that I was the one who wanted to put a stop to this, I couldn’t stop myself from kissing him back. The bond was far too powerful between us.
Mark lifted me to my feet, and he pressed me back against the wall. It felt cold against my flushed skin, but it wasn’t enough to calm me down. I felt fiery and more excited than ever.
“Tell me yes,” he growled into my mouth. “Olivia, I need you to tell me yes.”
I paused for a second, knowing that Mark would back off without question if I asked him to. This would just be another moment where we moved past it quickly, but I didn’t. I couldn’t do the smart thing because the deep need inside of my body overshadowed anything else. I nodded, and Mark scooped me up into his arms as if I weighed nothing. I hooked my arms around his neck and stared at him while he carried me.
What are you doing? I asked myself desperately. Where is this going to lead?
But to be honest, I didn’t really care. It felt too good to have him admiring me like that.
Once inside the bedroom, Mark dropped me onto his bed sheets, and he stripped his own clothing off. His hungry eyes remained fixed on me the entire time, making me feel like I was having the hottest strip show of my entire life. I fell completely into a sexy zone; the real world couldn’t touch me here!
I propped myself up on my elbows to watch him in all his glory as he mesmerized me. I ran my eyes over his b
ody, my breath getting caught in my throat as he did. He was so sculpted; he belonged on the pages of a magazine rather than with me… not that I was willing to share him!
Once completely naked, Mark joined me on the bed, and he kissed me all over, entangling his limbs with mine as he did. I locked myself around him, wrapping around him and clinging to him tight.
“Oh, God,” I groaned wildly as his mouth moved from mine and it slid across my cheek towards my hypersensitive neck. He darted his tongue out, licking the perspiration from my burning hot skin as he did, sending a buzzing all the way from my brain to my toes, which curled over in sheer ecstasy. My head lolled to one side, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open however hard I tried as his lips brushed down over my collarbone and further downwards. I was not expecting this moment; it seemed to come from nowhere. One minute everything was completely normal and the next I barely knew what was going on, but it felt amazing.
“Oh fuck!” All of a sudden, Mark’s mouth had slipped over my hard nub of a nipple and he sucked on it hard, sending a wild range of prickles everywhere. I ran my fingers up through his hair and left them there while he ran his tongue everywhere. His mouth was really doing it for me today!
Almost as if he could sense that, Mark moved his lips downwards. He kissed over my hips, he brushed his lips over my stomach, he ever so slowly, tantalizingly, got nearer and nearer to where I craved him. I fisted his hair harder, needing him down there. He was so close, I could feel his breath on my entrance and it made my head spin… and then, his lips connected with the most sensitive part of my body and my hips bucked violently into his mouth. There was no chance of playing it cool when my body was giving me away.
I rolled my waist, causing his tongue to flicker over my clit in a speedier, more satisfying way, and soon I could feel myself buzzing. His mouth was expert, it seemed to know my body even more than I did myself, and the moment that he added fingers into the mix, sliding them inside of me, I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven.
“Oh shit, it’s too…” I gasped as I could feel the pressure building. “It’s too much…”
Just as I was about to tilt too far over the edge, Mark whipped his mouth away, leaving me cold and alone. I sat up almost automatically and watched in awe as he slipped a condom over that thick erection of his. Fuck, he was gorgeous. I couldn’t believe that he was here with me right now.
“Come here,” I basically growled at him. “You fucking sexy bastard.”
He climbed back over me and connected with me instantly; his cock slid into me as if he couldn’t wait either. As he did, I wondered if he had been thinking of me while he was in Tokyo. Maybe he’d even thought about me on a long, lonely night while touching himself… oh fuck, that was almost too much for me.
I clung to him tightly as he thrust hard, driving into me to send me right over that edge. I was already so close, I could barely keep myself sane; after everything that he’d already done to me, it wasn’t long until I tumbled right over into the abyss. I saw stars flying over my head; I felt like I was soaring. Mark was the only thing fixing me to the earth. He was everything to me, he had totally consumed me, and as the orgasm swallowed me up whole and shattered through my body like a tsunami of waves, he was all that I cared about. It felt phenomenal; the unexpected pleasure was the most intense feeling that I’d had in ages. I loved it… he was amazing.
Me and him, him and me: that was all that mattered. At least, it was in this room.
As the pleasure got to Mark, I kissed him hard, loving the feeling of his loud, sexy groan against my lips. It burned down to my core and made my own pleasure last so much longer.
Once we collapsed onto the bed panting, reality kept bouncing around the edges of my thoughts, trying to dive in, but I was keeping it at bay for just a couple of moments. I simply wanted to lie in this gorgeous post-coital bliss for a little bit longer. It felt too good to sacrifice just yet.
“Don’t go,” Mark said spontaneously while resting his hand on my arm. It was almost as if he could see where my brain would eventually go. “Stay here, just for a little while longer. The real world will intrude soon enough.”
I got what he meant; in here, this was like a little bubble in which it was safe to be just him and me. I liked it just as much as he did, which was why I nodded and agreed with him.
“Okay, I’ll stay. Just for a while though.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Mark
“Okay, so what do you think that means?” Olivia asked Justine as she leaned over her homework book with her. Her hair hung over her eyes, but I could still see the sparkle there. She looked wonderful. If only we hadn’t had real life to deal with, she would be back in my bed right now. I wasn’t ready to leave, but we had to. Still, at least I could watch her from across the room while she worked with Justine. “What’s your opinion about it?”
“Erm, well, I think the boy, Alfie, shouldn’t have ripped up the invitation just because he didn’t want to go to the party.” Justine looked down on her book, furrowing her eyebrows. “It was mean, and he upset his friend.”
“Mhmm, so what should he have done instead? What would you do if that was you?”
“Oh, I would go!” Justine replied excitedly. “But that’s because I love parties.”
“Yeah, so do I!” She and Olivia laughed. “So, why don’t you write a sentence about that here?”
While Justine got to work, Olivia lifted her eyes to meet mine, and we shared a cheeky smile. At least she wasn’t furious with me like she was the first time we slept together. When she left my room without saying much, I was scared that we would go back to that place of tension, especially since I’d overstepped the mark a lot, but as she grinned, it seemed that it wasn’t. Thank God. I much preferred it as we had this little sexy secret instead.
“Thank you,” I mouthed to Olivia, but for what she had done with Justine. My daughter never used to socialize with the rest of us. I hadn’t ever seen her doing her homework before, which was my fault as much as hers, so it was great. I liked seeing her learn. It made me see a whole different side of her. “Thank you so much.”
She nodded and smiled before walking across to the coffee machine and pouring us both a drink. This reception was so much warmer; I hoped that it would last. If we could have this little thing just for us, however dangerous it was, then at least we wouldn’t have to avoid one another. This was more of what I wanted.
“So, how have things been?” I asked Justine as she looked up from the page. “You don’t have to answer it if you’re busy, but it seems like forever since I’ve seen you.” I let out an awkward laugh. “Right?”
“Oh, I don’t know.” She shrugged, barely acknowledging me. “When did I last see you?”
“Last week before I went to Tokyo.” I shook my head in a bemused manner. “I haven’t been gone forever.”
“Oh, well we had lots of sleepovers on the couch…” Justine told me with a little giggle.
“Hey!” Olivia interjected. “We weren’t supposed to tell him that.”
“Daddy won’t care! He’ll be jealous that he didn’t get to sleep on the couch with us and eat popcorn.”
I gave them both a mock annoyed look, but inside I did feel a little jealous that I wasn’t there. It sounded fun! “Oh wow, I can’t believe I’m gone for just a few days, and you’re sleeping on the couch! Madness.”
“And I went to see Susan the other day…” She spoke about her new therapist in such a casual manner that it stunned me. Olivia had definitely been right to change the person that she was speaking to. I should have listened to her sooner. About a lot of things. I guess this was why I hired her, because she understood grief.
“Yeah, she suggested that the two of you go away together!” Olivia informed me. “For a holiday.”
Immediately my brain darted towards Tokyo. I had already half been planning to take her there anyway, but I wasn’t sure that was the best plan just yet. And anyway, I didn’t have to be the on
e who decided. This trip wasn’t just about me and what I wanted. It would be good to show the therapist that I cared anyway. I had a feeling that while Susan wasn’t necessarily judgmental of me, she could tell that I hadn’t always been the best.
“We can go away.” I smiled at Justine. “Where would you like to go?”
“To the beach!” she almost yelled. “I want to play in the ocean. Where can we go and play in the ocean? Oh, I know. I saw it on the TV.” She jumped up from her seat and bounced around like a crazy person. “That TV program with the mermaids where they change in the water, oh, erm, what’s it called?”
“Hawaii?” Olivia’s eyes widened in surprise. “Yeah, that could be quite nice for the both of you.”
Hmm, I had no work in Hawaii, no business contacts at all, but maybe that was a good thing. If there was anything linked to work there, then there couldn’t be any temptation. I could be all about Justine, which I suppose would be the point. Actually, that was perfect. “I’m happy with Hawaii, that could be totally amazing.”
“I could make a trip back home while you’re away…” Olivia said a little distractedly, tapping her finger thoughtfully against her chin. “I still have some loose ends that I could do with tying up anyway…”
“No, no, no!” Justine’s entire body froze up with panic. “You can’t go home; you have to come with us.”
Olivia bent to her knees, and she stared into Justine’s eyes. “Sweetie, this is for you and your dad to—”
“Have some time, I know,” Justine replied rapidly. “But we can still do that as well. I want you to come.”