Olivia
The time was ticking.
I constantly looking at the clock. Counting down the time.
I was currently at Blake’s house. I refused to go to his office knowing Carol would be there, smiling mockingly to me knowing my time with Blake would soon end. By tonight. Tomorrow Carol would have him.
I didn’t want that.
Was this my karma? Because I tried to push him away before?
I fucking hated this. I hated being put in this position.
All the memories I had with him for the past three weeks flashed in front of my eyes. Playing them over and over. I could see how happy Blake was. He might have a stoic face, but his eyes spoke volumes.
He was happy because I was with him. He showed that he had a heart because he had me. I didn’t want to steal that happiness away from him. Blake deserved a lot.
Tears began to wet my face. “Blake…” I murmured his name until I heard someone opened the door. Obviously, it was Blake. I wiped my tears away; afraid he might question.
I heard his steps coming closer and turned to look at him. He smiled and went to me. Immediately kissing me. “I miss you, baby.” I would miss this. I smiled weakly. “What’s wrong?” This was what Blake did the best. He was able to read me easily. Damn me for showing my emotion too easily to him.
“I just had a bad day at school.” Yeah, thanks to your lovely intern. “And I don’t want to bother you with my unstable mood.”
“Is that the reason you didn’t come to the office today?” I nodded my head. Lying again. He moved closer and asked, “Can I make it go away?” Maybe he couldn’t. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to lose him but I didn’t want to hurt him as well.
And there I was, back to square one.
I was lost and began to cry again. Through my teary eyes, I saw Blake’s expression changed. He pulled away, afraid that he might hurt me. “Baby, what happened to you?”
I couldn’t tell him.
I knew what Blake would if I did.
He would be the monster ready to brutally murdered his prey.
But I didn’t want him to get involved. I would take things to my own hands as I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer.
“Olivia, what’s wrong? Please, tell me. Tell me what I can do to make you feel better.”
“You.”
“Come again?” he sounded half surprised half amused.
“Please, Blake. Please make me feel better again,” I said and he answered me by picking me up and brought me upstairs. Probably heading to his room as usual. But not tonight. “Take me to my old room.”
He stopped in the middle of the stairs and looked at me. “Why?”
“We never do it in my room.” He smirked but he did as he was told and went to my room instead. Although I spent my night with Blake, I always slept in Blake’s room. I saw nothing changed in my room when I entered again for the first time after a long time before.
He opened the door, walked in, and gently put me down to the bed. He was about to pull away but I immediately attacked him with kisses. Blake moaned in response but he didn’t refuse. Instead, he answered it by opening his mouth, allowing me to enter and tasted him. He pushed me down but I stopped him. “I want to take the lead tonight.” Blake raised his eyebrow, confused. “Please.”
His eyes never left me. As always, he was trying to read my intention. He didn’t say anything but that was enough for me to understand his answer. I unbuckled his belt and he stood straight, allowing me to do as I wanted. I pushed down his slacks, revealing his long cock. I grabbed it, giving a gentle shake. “Fuck…” he hissed and I used this chance immediately.
I swallowed his cock inside my mouth. “Oh, Jesus!” he groaned again. I never did this again since our night back in Vegas. It tasted weird at first but it was Blake’s and I would do anything to make him happy.
I felt his hands on the back of my head, helping me move my head. I began to swallow his cock deep inside, reaching the back of my throat, making me gagged. “Don’t push yourself, Olivia.” But I didn’t listen.
I increased my pace and I could tell his cock became hard inside my mouth. “Jesus fucking Christ! Your mouth is amazing, Olivia. Don’t stop.” I never did. I licked the tip. Swallowing it back again. Making love with his manhood. “Ah, fuck. I’m going to come, Olivia. You should…stop now.”
I knew what he wanted to do. But instead of stopping, I continued. “Olivia!” he called me again but I didn’t stop. “Fucking hell!” And he came inside my mouth. Filling my throat with his warm semen. It tasted salty and it hit straight to my throat. Before I could throw up, I swallowed immediately. He panted heavily. Some of his sweats dropped to my face.
Letting his cock out of my mouth, I wiped my lips with the back of my hand and looked up to Blake. His eyes were hazy but the lust was clearly shown there. “Did I do it well?”
He grinned and touched my cheek. “You did an excellent job. Thank you, Olivia.” He pushed his lips to me. Tasting his own come inside my mouth. “Allow me to return the favor, little girl.”
“No. I want you under me, Blake.”
This time, Blake chuckled. “What is happening to you today?”
“I wanted to do it. It’s always you do the job. I wanted to as well. So, please? Can I?”
He was looking at for two seconds before he finally said, “very well.” He took off his shirts and I did the same as well. Tossing our fabrics to the floor, showing our naked bodies to be worshipped by each other, and he laid his back on the mattress. I positioned myself on top of him. “I had a good view.” I smiled and grabbed his cock. Gently stroking it before I raised myself, positioning his hardened length on my pussy. “Take me, Olivia.” With his words, I slowly pushed my hips down, taking him all. Feeling his full cock inside of me.
I began to move up and down slowly. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. I probably will have you like this next time we’re doing it again,” he groaned and I could only smile, hoping it would happen again.
I placed my hands on top of his chest and slowly increasing my pace. I could feel him fully with this position. His cock was too deep inside me. Hitting my womb every time I pushed his cock inside. “Blake…” I moaned as he grabbed my waist tightly, beginning to move as well.
He just couldn’t hold himself. Blake was always in charge and he loved in control. To hold the power in his hands. The true dominant who was born to rule the world.
“Oh, God. Blake!” I was so close. I was ready to climax. “Blake, please! Please come with me. Please!”
He showed his signature smirk. “You’re being the seductive little vixen tonight, aren’t you? But I like that. Stop now, Olivia.” I did immediately as he pushed himself so he would be sitting on the mattress. He wrapped his hand around me and moved again. Hitting the right spot multiple times as he kissed me.
“I love you, Olivia. I fucking love you. I will never let you go. Promise me you will never leave me,” he stated. He was not begging. Like I said, Blake was suck at begging. He was ordering me to make a promise.
“I promise.”
“Look at me in the eyes and tell me that you promised me.”
I looked at his intense blue eyes. “I promise, Blake.”
“Good girl.” And he smashed my lips again. “I’ll hold on to that.”
“Blake, please. I can’t hold it anymore.”
“Alright then.” He pushed himself deep again and again. Thrusting his cock in and out brutally. I couldn’t breathe. I forgot how to do it. He was on his mission. Taking all of me wholly. Marking my body as his belonging. “Come, Olivia.” And by his single word and one single deep thrust from him, we came together. Our moans surrounded the room. Once again, the orgasm I received from Blake always mind-blowing to me.
I would never forget this. “I love you, Blake.”
He pulled me and laid his back again on the bed. Holding me while laying down. Feeling Blake’s soft rubs on me. It made me sleepy.
I closed my eyes. It would be just for a few minutes. I wanted to feel this warmness. I wanted to remember it. Engraved it inside me.
And I was away in an instant.
***
I opened my eyes with me still on top of Blake’s chest.
His breaths were constant. He was sleeping. I looked at his face, finding him sleeping so peacefully. I touched him and placed a kiss on his lips until I slowly detached myself from him. I wore my clothes back and walked out of the room before I looked at him one last time.
I went downstairs, grabbing my bag, and pulled out my phone and the tissue with Carol’s number on it. I looked at the clock and it was eleven already. I still had time and I dialed her number and put the phone in my ear.
“Make up your mind yet?” she picked up without saying hello. A bitch with no manners.
“Where should I meet you?”
“Morgan Enterprises.” Great, from all places. No, she did that on purpose. She wanted me to say goodbye to his office as well.
“Fine, I’m on my way.” I ended the call immediately.
I had decided.
I had to do it.
I was not saving myself. I was saving Blake.
I pushed the phone back into my bag and walked out of his house.
The lovemaking we had before confirmed everything. Whether it would bring disaster to us or not, I had to take a risk. This was the risk I was waiting for.
I would do everything in my power for Blake to be happy.
Even if I had to sell my soul to the devil.