Olive gasped at the new, strange and sudden action her lips were indulged in. Wayne was kissing her. Goodness! He was truly kissing her.
His lips on hers were so gentle, like he was licking melting ice cream. Her eyes were still like saucers because she was caught unaware and she saw how his eyes were closed, and his face was looking peaceful.
His hand slowly pulled her closer by her waist and the other hand held her neck gently. All that was to make sure she was pinned against him. He wanted to feel her. All of her.
Olive loved the sensation she was getting from his hands as they pulled her closer to him. She found her fingers clutching the sides of his shirt carefully so she wouldn’t crumple them. The kiss was gentle and slow, so it wasn’t hard for her to return the action.
Slowly, she entwined her lips with his and nibbled on it. Then opened up and licked the upper lip before sucking it with mouth. He groaned as he felt a wave of pleasure rock his body. His mate kissing him back was more ethereal than he just kissing her. He tilted her head to the side and sucked, licked, chewed on her lips like his whole life depended on it.
Olive moaned as her body received every sensation he passed to her. Her legs were shaking with pleasure. She shifted closer and he grabbed her hips with both his hands and pulled her up to sit on his lap. She thanked goodness that her dress wasn’t body fitted. Soon, her arms were wrapped all over Wayne’s back and his hands roamed around her whole body. Touching the touchable and the untouchable. She didn’t care. In fact, she didn’t see it as anything abnormal. She loved what he was doing to her.
Their slow kisses earlier was already increasing in pace and fervency. The once silence car was now a mixture of sounds. Explicit sounds. Smacking, sucking, licking, moans, groans and moving of fabric against fabric. It was like the two people were starved for weeks and finally found food to devour.
Olive who was still sitting on Wayne’s laps felt the heat under her. The heat from him and also from her. She could feel it hard against her things. And she so wanted it. She wanted to feel it. Gosh, she wanted it in her mouth. Overwhelmed by lust for her mate, she inadvertently began to move against him slowly.
“F\*ck!” Wayne cussed in her mouth and kissed her faster, slipping in his tongue and poking it everywhere in her mouth. The kiss was no longer anything close to gentle. It was rough, demanding, ferocious. She couldn’t keep up with him anymore and clutched unto his neck hard for dear life.
“Wa-y-ne,” she managed to mumble as he was grabbing her bottom. He wanted her to keep moving. It was a tough time for her-keeping up with his rough kisses so she didn’t even know what to do anymore. All she knew was that someone was manually rubbing her bottom against him. She was loving the feel so she didn’t complain.
Suddenly, the car packed slowly. Wayne reluctantly left her lips. But he couldn’t stop staring at them greedily. Their breathing was so loud and fast. Wayne placed her head on his chest and rubbed her back. Their chests were heaving like giant breathing mountains.
“Best-kiss I’ve ever-had,” Wayne rasped as he looked down at her. She looked up and smiled.
“Me too,” she acknowledged. He bent down and placed a wet peck on her lips.
“We’ve arrived,” he said as he looked out the window at an exquisite villa. Olive followed his gaze and blinked her eyes. Was this a restaurant?
He helped her sit on the seat beside him and arranged her dress, smoothening the small crumples that had formed. Then he finger combed her ponytail and smiled at her. She saw that his collar and open shirt were a bit tossled. She arranged them and grinned.
“There, handsome as always,” she complimented and he smirked. He loved the fact that she had just told him he was handsome again. Despite the fact that he heard that all the time from others.
“Shall we, girlfriend?” he asked and she nodded. A second later and the door of the car swung open from outside. A guard was holding it open. About six other guards stood in a line of three, opposite one another just by the door of the car. Olive wondered why they didn’t open the door immediately the car packed.
“I told them to give us five minutes,” he half whispered to her. She looked up at him.
“What?” she asked though she had heard him. She just wanted to comprehend. Two seconds later and she understood. He had mind linked them because of the kiss. He must have also told them to open the door after he asked her if they could come out. Slowly, Wayne stepped down from the car and held out his hand for Olive to come down too. She held it firmly and placed her legs on the ground. She got out and he made her tuck her hand in his arm. She leaned against him and walked with him towards the building.
Looking around, it was a green environment. Lots of plants, flowers, and trees. The magnificent building stood elegant with amber lights shining brightly around it. There were tall red flower bushes in front of the building, decorating it. It seemed quiet and the only cars parked were the ones they came with.
“This isn’t a restaurant,” she said, though it was more like an inquiry. Wayne shook his head.
“This is one of my private villas. We will be having our dinner here and also spending the night,” he answered with a straight face. Olive gulped at the last words he pronounced. They would be spending the night here… together.
“Don’t be nervous. I don’t bite,” he stated with a sly smile on his face. Olive knew already that he was not intending to put a full stop to what had already begun in the car. She clenched her thighs as she felt a tingling sensation down between them. She was in for a night!