Olivia
I went with Blake to his office. I texted Javier to let him know I was with Blake. We reached the elevator and rode it up. I had never been here before and the situation between us became awkward.
Blake didn’t say anything.
I didn’t open any conversation.
I just wanted to get this over with so I could go back to Javier.
We reached the floor where Blake let me out first and he followed from behind. I looked around where his office looked amazing. And it looked expensive as well. I turned to a single wooden table near the door with filing cabinets behind the chair. “That’s John’s table,” Blake suddenly said. “But I usually asked him to work from my office so I won’t be bothered calling him through phone or walked out just to call him,” he added. That figures.
I didn’t say anything as Blake led me to his office. He stopped in front of the double door and opened it, revealing his office room. The interior was amazing. Looked simple yet so elegant. Maroon red wall with the same color table. His office was so tidy and comfortable. Just like him.
I heard him closing the door and turned on the light so I could see better the interior. He shocked me when he put his hand on my back and gently leading me to the chair in front of the table. I sat on it while Blake sat next to me. It’s time.
I turned to him nervously where I found him smiling. “You look so beautiful in the dress,” he complimented.
“Thanks. Javier bought it for me.” And I just did it. He lost his smile instantly. I knew that pissed him off but I didn’t care. And for the record, Javier was my boyfriend and he had the right to bought me something even spoiling me.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” I asked and I could see Blake was hesitating. He looked away from me and he looked…nervous? Wow, that was gold.
“Javier is a good man for asking me to talk to you so we could fix our relationship. But,” he paused and turned to me again. “You haven’t told him about us, have you?” Of course, I haven’t done it. It was hard to let him know and I was about getting ready to tell him, or maybe not at all. I didn’t know where to start. “Do you love him, Olive?” I looked into his eyes, looking for some answer to why he had to let out that question.
“If I don’t, I won’t be his girlfriend.”
He smirked. “You didn’t answer my question.” I didn’t know what he wanted to do. The last time I pissed him off, he kissed me and making me almost losing my senses.
“I love him,” I said, trying to sound firm and convincing. And when I found him smirking at me again, I didn’t do a good job.
“You’re lying, little girl.”
“What’s your problem, Blake?”
He moved his body rather closer to me. Trying to invade my space. “You. You are my problem. My biggest fucking problem.” What the hell?
“For the reminder, it was you who threw me away and it’s already too late for you to get me back.”
“I was never too late. I’m just waiting for the right time.”
I scoffed. “And now is the right time?” I asked, sarcastically.
“Yes,” he replied firmly. Without hesitation and I lost my smile in an instant.
“Why?”
His eyes were full of lust. Needing. Wanting. Desperation. “You’re eighteen now, Olivia.” Even his voice sounded seductive.
“What do you mean?” I automatically pulling myself away from him since he was moving his body even closer to me.
“Do you remember why I stopped you when you provoked me to fuck you?” My eyes were opened wide. I remembered Blake said he wanted everything to be safe. At that time, I was still sixteen but now I was eighteen. This is not good.
Without saying a word, I stood up but I couldn’t move to the door or even going anywhere because Blake stood up as well and held me in place. Preventing me to escape. I couldn’t lose to him. Not anymore. I was stronger than before. I was ready to fight him off and if he was going to hit me, then so be it. “You want to have sex with me as a goodbye?”
“I never want that.” He pulled me closer. Firmly holding my hands. “Do you remember how it felt when we’re together? On how we’re perfect together? You have no fucking idea how I wanted you so much that night but when I saw you crying and bleed out; I couldn’t do it. I don’t want to hurt you and made you regretted your action. Now,” he paused and he raised my chin with his hand and forcing me to look at him. “You tell me that you remember as well because I can see from your lovely brown eyes that you remember everything. No more lies.”
I didn’t speak. I couldn’t say anything. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I remembered. Everything, clearly, like it just happened a second ago.
Blake’s body temperature under mine.
His warm touches surrounding my body.
His wet kisses.
And his big and hard cock under my womanhood.
I could tell my cheeks were flaming just by recalling his private part. And he was just smirking at me like he just read my mind. “You remember.”
“Please, let me go.”
“Like hell I will. Not when I have you so close and I’m not letting you go anywhere anymore.” He smashed his lips to me. Attacking my mouth like a madman. Once again marking me. I tried my best to pushed him away yet Blake was stronger than me, and bigger as well. “I want to continue where we stopped before,” he stated after he broke the kiss. “I always imagined this. Me having you on my office table with your legs spread wide.” What the fuck?!
“Fuck you, Blake. You’re fucking pervert!”
He chuckled. He found this so damn funny because usually, he would ask me to watch my mouth. “You love me this way anyway.”
“I do not.”
“I don’t fucking care. You will change your mind later.” He connected our lips again. Pushing his tongue inside while exploring the inside. Making it wetter with his own saliva. Even pushing me down to his table.
I was scared and panicked. This was what Blake wanted to do. Not to talk, but to fuck me.
I struggled and punched his chest with his mouth was still on me. And he managed to capture my hands and pinned them with a single hand on top of my head. He brought up one leg and pushed up the fabric. “Fuck, this dress looks good on you but I hate it because Javier was the one who bought it for you.” He ripped the fabric surrounding my left leg with his one hand. His crazy action left me speechless. “It makes me harder to grab your panties.” He grabbed it and pushed it down.
“Blake, please. You don’t want to do this.”
“Oh, I want to, Olivia.”
“Your business will be ruined.”
“It won’t. As long as I can have you back, I’m willing to sacrifice anything.” I could see he was serious. His blue eyes shown everything. The determination to had me back.
“This is not the way. Not by…raping me.”
“I’m not raping you, Olivia,” he smirked and he touched my wet core where I gasped when I felt his hand on it. “You want this. And if you feel that you’re being raped, you won’t be this wet but look at you. You are soaking wet, little girl. You missed me, you missed my touches, your pussy needed my cock’s attention and you’re about to get it. Besides,” he paused and was looking at me with those lustful eyes of him. “I missed having my cock inside you and I will ruin you, Olivia. This time, I will cross the fucking line completely by marking you as my belonging, and by breaking your virgin barrier.”
Blake was serious. There was nothing stopping him anymore as he unbuckled his trousers as my panic level was increasing. He pushed his trousers and boxer and revealing his hardened length sprang free from the fabric. When the hell he got this hard?
“When I had my eyes on you before the speech,” he suddenly spoke like he just read my mind.
I turned my eyes to his face. “You are definitely a pervert, Blake.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” He lowered his body down and kissed me again. He was distracting me until I could feel the tip of his cock on my tummy. He pushed my leg further away and positioned himself between me. He was so ready to enter, even managed to push it in slightly as I hissed in pain. “Relax.”
“N-No, Blake.”
“Everything will be alright. You have me. I will protect you. I want you and you want me. This is not a mistake at all, Olivia. This is real.” The moment I heard those words, my mind immediately struck on Javier. I couldn’t do this. I was not supposed to do this.
“Blake, please, get off.” The bastard ignored me and continued pushing inside me. “Please, Blake.”
“Shh.” He put his hand on my mouth, effectively silencing me. “Don’t stop this, baby. Don’t stop our precious moments. You want this, Olivia.” He pushed his cock even deeper. I couldn’t scream. No one was going to help me. I couldn’t call for Javier and that was it.
Blake had his cock inside me. “Are you okay?” I was nowhere okay. I felt weird on my lower part. “Fuck, this feels so fucking perfect. Having you in my arms. Baby, I’m about to move now.” He gently thrusting inside me. I moaned under his hand. My tears were pouring endlessly. Blake kissed it away softly.
I could feel his warm length sliding in and out of me. This was what I wanted before. But now, I wanted him even more. I couldn’t believe Blake was currently doing this to me. Although it felt perfect…
Javier, I’m sorry.
Each thrust I received from Blake, causing my memories with him appeared in my mind.
The person who saved me when no one wanted me.
The father I cared for the most and then became the man I loved. He became the monster of my story when he mercilessly threw me away like I was a piece of trash.
“Olivia,” he moaned as I felt his thrusts getting faster and hard. “I’m about to come. You’re going to come as well, right?” He could tell. He could read me so easily as he owned me. Well, he literally had. “Hold back, baby. I want us to come together. I’m going to pull both my hands as well but please, don’t scream.” I gave him a nod and he pulled his hands where he increased his thrusts on me again.
“God! Blake!” I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him closer. “Blake, I can’t.”
“Together, baby. Now.” With his single word, I reached climax and his warm semen filled me up. I could hear my voice moaning pleasure. Surrounding the room. His roar in pleasure and slumped his head on my chest. I was sweating a lot as well as Blake but this moment felt so perfect. We were so perfect.
“You are mine, Olivia.”