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her belly and slipping into her panties.
Her hips jerked once she’d made contact with her soft lips and she moaned softly, lightly stroking and teasing herself. In her mind’s eye, she pictured Alex with his head buried between her legs. She could almost feel the stubble of his chin, the way it felt at the end of the day, scraping against the delicate and sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
She teased herself because Olivia knew that’s what Alex liked to do. He drove her crazy until she begged him to finish her. But even then he waited, biding his time, drawing out the anticipation and desire until it overwhelmed her and left her a quaking, shuddering mess.
Biting her lip, she slipped a finger into her slick opening while her other hand petted and toyed with her breasts. She drew the moisture out and circled her clit softly before speeding up. She felt her legs tense. She felt her orgasm building up inside her.
After a few more pleasurable moments, Olivia moaned Alex’s name as she pushed herself over the edge, falling fast and hard. Her whole body constricted and she tossed her head back, riding out her orgasm.
She was panting when she was finished and there was a thin sheen of sweat evident on her skin. She drew her hand from her panties and tugged down the hem of her night shirt, which had ridden up whilst she’d been in the mindlessness of her orgasm.
Once she calmed back down, feeling sated although not completely satisfied, she blushed. She was turning into a wanton, but she couldn’t help herself. Over the past month, she’d been getting more sex on a regular basis than she’d ever had before. Olivia couldn’t count the number of times her and Alex had been at it. But on average, they had sex at least five or six times a week. And most of those times, Alex had been revved up enough for another one or two rounds afterwards.
Even when she’d been with Miles, her cheating scumbag of an ex-boyfriend, the two of them would sometimes go months without sex. And Olivia had always felt like something was missing between them when they did eventually get around to doing the deed. She realized now that it was passion and lust and longing. She felt all of those things with Alex—along with much more—which was why she felt so satisfied and complete when they were together.
Olivia sighed heavily, rolling over onto her side.
To go from having sex almost everyday to not having sex at all for the past week was cruel and unusual punishment. But she’d been the one to insist…although she didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to wait. Her reasons for not having sex in the first place now seemed unnecessary and, frankly, just impossible.
Glancing over at the nightstand, Olivia read 3:16 on the clock.
Good thing the orgasm made her sleepy because, after last evening, she definitely planned to sleep until noon.
* * * * *
Alex pushed away from his desk on Monday night, frustrated and pissed off. He’d been in a bad mood since Sunday afternoon, when he went into the office only to discover that a packet of sales spreadsheets he’d given to his assistant to complete had been completely half-assed and mistake-ridden. He’d spent the majority of his day redoing them himself, which resulted in no other work actually getting done.
And today, he’d been furiously playing catch-up. A stern conversation with his assistant this morning had set the mood for the entire day and even though his assistant was sucking up to him to atone for his mistakes, it just served to piss Alex off even more.
Fuck it , he thought silently. Olivia would be closing up her shop right about now and he still had to prepare dinner before she came by his house in another hour or so.
Alex felt some tension leave his body at the thought of seeing her. Hell, if he played his cards right, he could probably convince her to give him a massage. That would be the
Her hips jerked once she’d made contact with her soft lips and she moaned softly, lightly stroking and teasing herself. In her mind’s eye, she pictured Alex with his head buried between her legs. She could almost feel the stubble of his chin, the way it felt at the end of the day, scraping against the delicate and sensitive skin of her inner thigh.
She teased herself because Olivia knew that’s what Alex liked to do. He drove her crazy until she begged him to finish her. But even then he waited, biding his time, drawing out the anticipation and desire until it overwhelmed her and left her a quaking, shuddering mess.
Biting her lip, she slipped a finger into her slick opening while her other hand petted and toyed with her breasts. She drew the moisture out and circled her clit softly before speeding up. She felt her legs tense. She felt her orgasm building up inside her.
After a few more pleasurable moments, Olivia moaned Alex’s name as she pushed herself over the edge, falling fast and hard. Her whole body constricted and she tossed her head back, riding out her orgasm.
She was panting when she was finished and there was a thin sheen of sweat evident on her skin. She drew her hand from her panties and tugged down the hem of her night shirt, which had ridden up whilst she’d been in the mindlessness of her orgasm.
Once she calmed back down, feeling sated although not completely satisfied, she blushed. She was turning into a wanton, but she couldn’t help herself. Over the past month, she’d been getting more sex on a regular basis than she’d ever had before. Olivia couldn’t count the number of times her and Alex had been at it. But on average, they had sex at least five or six times a week. And most of those times, Alex had been revved up enough for another one or two rounds afterwards.
Even when she’d been with Miles, her cheating scumbag of an ex-boyfriend, the two of them would sometimes go months without sex. And Olivia had always felt like something was missing between them when they did eventually get around to doing the deed. She realized now that it was passion and lust and longing. She felt all of those things with Alex—along with much more—which was why she felt so satisfied and complete when they were together.
Olivia sighed heavily, rolling over onto her side.
To go from having sex almost everyday to not having sex at all for the past week was cruel and unusual punishment. But she’d been the one to insist…although she didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to wait. Her reasons for not having sex in the first place now seemed unnecessary and, frankly, just impossible.
Glancing over at the nightstand, Olivia read 3:16 on the clock.
Good thing the orgasm made her sleepy because, after last evening, she definitely planned to sleep until noon.
* * * * *
Alex pushed away from his desk on Monday night, frustrated and pissed off. He’d been in a bad mood since Sunday afternoon, when he went into the office only to discover that a packet of sales spreadsheets he’d given to his assistant to complete had been completely half-assed and mistake-ridden. He’d spent the majority of his day redoing them himself, which resulted in no other work actually getting done.
And today, he’d been furiously playing catch-up. A stern conversation with his assistant this morning had set the mood for the entire day and even though his assistant was sucking up to him to atone for his mistakes, it just served to piss Alex off even more.
Fuck it , he thought silently. Olivia would be closing up her shop right about now and he still had to prepare dinner before she came by his house in another hour or so.
Alex felt some tension leave his body at the thought of seeing her. Hell, if he played his cards right, he could probably convince her to give him a massage. That would be the
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