Andre’s POV
Olivia and I still haven’t been able to talk for a while. She always kept her door locked and avoided me at every chance that she got.
I decided to get creative; I was going to outsmart my little kitten.
I signalled one of the kitchen staff to take Olivia’s lunch to her while I followed closely behind.
We soon got to her room door, and the maid knocked gently.
“Who is it?” called out Olivia from the other side of the door.
“It’s me, Miss Olivia. I came to bring your lunch to you.”
It didn’t take long for the lock of the door to start to turn, and in a few clicks, the door flung open. In a split second, I grabbed the tray and forced myself into the room before Olivia could change her mind and close it again.
She looked at me bewildered, but I ignored her. She closed the door behind me and set her lunch on her dressing table.
I finally turned to look at her. Her arms were folded across her chest as she stared at me, visibly annoyed.
“Olivia, we have to talk. Tell me what is going on. I have no idea what I did to you, and I would like you to tell me why you are avoiding me and trying to push me away. Is it because I took you to meet Doran and I didn’t tell you? Look, Doran is my trusted friend, and I really wanted him to meet you. You should know I would never do anything to make you unhappy, and I would apologise if I did something wrong.”
She sighed, and her face relaxed while her arms fell to her sides. She lowered her face, and her expression transformed from annoyance to sadness in seconds.
She suddenly started to take off her clothes, and my skin flushed hotly as her naked body was slowly being revealed to me.
“Andre, it’s nothing like that. The truth is that you did nothing wrong to me. I… I just thought that I needed to spend some time alone. I have been thinking about my father for the past few days, and this anger and depression just crept up on me, and I just started pushing everyone away. I thought that I had let him down, and since I have been with you, I have barely had enough time to think about him, and for some reason, it’s made me direct all my anger and frustration at you.”
She walked towards me and wrapped her arms around my neck, standing on her tiptoes and speaking to me softly in her beautiful voice. The voice that I hadn’t heard for what felt like an eternity.
“Andre, I am sorry. I am so sorry that I’ve been so distant, pushing you away for no reason. The last few days have been crazy for me. I was going out of line, and I was hurting you. I really didn’t mean to. I told you earlier that these days used to be when I would go camping with my dad, and the surge of emotion from missing him just made me act all crazy towards you. I am sorry I hurt you.”
I stared into her beautiful blue eyes and pushed her locks behind her ear. Her naked body warmed my skin, and I tried my best to listen to her and not let my hardening cock give me away.
“Kitten, you would have just told me. Well, do you want us to go camping? Will it make you feel better?”
She lowered her head and rested it on my chest, and I pressed her even closer to me.
“No. I don’t think I want to go anymore. It would just make me hurt even more.”
She looked at me, bit her lower lip, and studied my face.
“I want to be with you right now.”
She took my right hand, placed it on her left breast, and made me grab it gently. A moan escaped her lips, and she threw her head back as she felt my warm fingers sink into her soft skin.
“Make me forget, Andre. Make me forget how sad I am.”
She removed my hand from her breast and made me run a finger down her cleavage to her bud. She let go of me, and I made gentle circles on her clitoris. She gripped me and moaned softly; she was soaking wet for me. I had nearly forgotten what she felt like when she was with me and trembling for my touch.
“I need you, Andre,” she said in a whisper full of pleasure, and I pulled her even closer to me.
Her juices were soaking my fingers, and the smell of her arousal filled the room. My blood began to boil, and I didn’t even know when I lifted her up and placed her on the bed.
I penetrated her with my fingers, and she moaned even louder and grouped the bed hard, pulling the neatly tucked sheets from your sides.
“Fuck! Ahhhhhnn! Andre! I missed you. Give me more!”
The way she called out my name made me grow even harder, and I beat my lower lip as I watched the pleasure on her face spread. Her toes curled, and her body twitched at my touch.
I pulled out of her and licked sweet juices off my fingers.
“Fuck! You taste amazing, kitten. I missed how good you tasted.”
My head dove in between her legs, and I began to make gentle circles on her clitoris with my tongue. She ran her fingers through my hair and grabbed a handful. I moved her waist slowly, arching herself closer to my lips and grinding on my tongue.
“Yes, Andre. Yes. More. Ahhhhhnn!”
I kissed her full on the lips and muffled her groans. She pulled me closer to her and grouped up my clothes with a feverish desire. I wanted her just as much as she wanted me. She had no idea how long I had waited for her, and her cutting me off hurt me more than anything in the world.
“I want to bury myself inside you, kitten. I am going to fuck you till you scream my name.”