Olivia’s POV
While it was the last thing I thought possible, I had come to accept that Jonas was the angel father sent to keep me safe.
Instead of waiting, we agreed to start the trip today, and while I was a nervous wreck, he was excited and took this as a field trip.
I dragged my bag out of the house and saw Jonas leaning against a car. He had his back to me and spoke in deep, hushed tones.
“… called at a bad time. Yes, yes, yes. I have her and…”
He turned to me, and in that instant, as our gazes met each other, my blood ran cold. Questions, doused in fear, filled my mind.
What was going on? Was he talking about me? Was this why he had been so kind to me?
In a split second, he pulled out another phone, casually dialled a number, and put the speaker to his ear.
He gave me a sweet smile and answered the call.
“Maryanne, hey. I just spoke to Rick, and you two should talk things out. I’ve tried my best. He really isn’t a bad person, and I think you should give him a chance.”
The conversation dragged on for a while, and I could feel my suspicions slowly ebbing away. What was going on?
Finally, he ended the call, put the phone in his pocket and smiled at me.
I looked at him with mild concern.
“Is there a problem?”
“I have been trying to help my friend get back together with his ex. She has been evading him for days, but I was able to get her phone number. I’m sorry that I kept you waiting. You are done with everything, aren’t you?”
I nodded in reply. I relaxed and pushed the incident to the back of my mind, but I could not completely forget about it for some reason. He was possibly not talking about me, and I was simply overreacting. But then again, was I? Something just didn’t feel right.
I stood behind him, and he didn’t know that I was there. Also, I had caught him unaware, but when he turned around to me, he seemed casual and unbothered by my presence; he had nothing to hide. If he didn’t want me to be there, my sneaking up on him would have made him jump out of his skin.
Maybe I was overthinking this. Jonas had been so kind to me, and I had no reason to doubt him, especially now.
As he stepped away and opened the trunk, my brows rose as I had thought he was leaning on someone’s car.
“What… What… this… This isn’t your car!”
Our eyes met, and he had a grin on his face instead.
“Yeah. I got it from my friend Rick. I mentioned to him that we were taking a trip to Virginia, and he decided that if we were going to get there on time, we needed a new ride. It’s the new BMW 7-series.”
I was astonished and looked at the car in shock. Its craftsmanship was superior. The windows were tinted, and the seats were made of expensive leather.
It reminded me of one of Andre’s cars. Part of me wondered if I had seen this model in his fleet before. His friend must be swimming in money to afford something like this.
“Well, we can spend the day admiring the car or get in and begin the journey.”
I looked up and caught Jonas’ wide grin, and my face flushed slightly.
“You are right. I’ll put the bags in the back…”
**** **** **** ****
“What are you doing, kitten? I can smell that you are soaking for me?”
My hands travelled down and grazed my engorged bud, and a soft moan escaped my lips.
I thought I had gotten over this, but this wasn’t the first time I had touched myself thinking about him since I left. I couldn’t stop.
“I’m soaked for you, Andre.”
His hands pushed mine away, and his fingers slipped between my thighs, and when he pulled them out, my juices covered his fingers.
He bit his lip and took in the desperation on my face. My body was craving his touch. I wanted him to have me.
“Andre, I…”
“Shhh. No words, kitten. Unless they are calling my name and telling me how good I make you feel.”
His fingers slipped into me, and I felt myself arching, craving his body to rub on mine.
“You are soaking, Olivia. Will anyone ever make you feel this good?”
His fingers went in deeper abs and stole the reply off my tongue and replaced it with his name.
“Andre, ahhhh…”
His fingers penetrated me faster, and his thumb played with my clit. My face felt hot and flushed, and I could see his lips curl in satisfaction at the corners.
“You have missed me, haven’t you? Did you really think that could run away from me? You know I own you. You are mine, Olivia, and wherever you go, I will find you.”
I felt his head dive between my legs, and his hands kept them open.
His tongue settled on my clit, and all I could was scream his name and beg him for more.
“Andre, I’m… I’m… going to cum if you… ah… you… keep touching me like that.”
His tongue went faster, and I could feel my legs slowly turning jelly. My knees shook violently, and I struggled to stand upright.
“You are resisting the urge to come for me, kitten.”
His tongue grazed my clitoris again, and I screamed out with pleasure and grabbed the wall even harder.
“I’m going to… Andreeeeee!”
My body shook violently as my juices exploded out from me and ran down my legs. I was weak and wasted.
I felt his finger slowly raise my head, and his eyes feasted on my tired face.
“You are mine, Olivia. I will not let you disappear from me.”
He let go of me, and my eyes shot open, the dream and illusion shattering as reality struck me.
All was quiet, and I was in the car. I groaned.
I had fallen asleep, and I hadn’t expected that my longing for Andrei would lead to such a dream.
Was it always going to be this way? Was this my life now? I was stuck in limbo, with Andre dominating my thoughts. I was never able to move on and was a slave to my desires for him.
I sighed sadly. I wished things were different.
“Olivia? Did you hear me?”
I was pulled from my naughty thoughts, and I saw Jonas’ golden eyes bearing down on me.
I was slightly embarrassed and tired, so I tried to act as normal as possible. “How long have I been asleep for?” I asked as I sat up while rubbing my face.
I also wondered if I had said some wrong things while I was in dreamland.
Jonas shrugged, “About an hour.”
“Did you sleep well?” he added right after.
“Yeah. Yeah. Sure. I’m ok. I slept great.”