Olivia’s POV
I felt tears well up in my eyes. What was I even doing? What prompted me to say the things I said earlier? Was that how I really felt about our relationship?
I was ashamed and tried to look away, but his palm cupped my cheek and kept my eyes fixed on him.
“There is nothing to be sad about, Olivia. I understand that you are grown and need to make decisions for yourself. I understand that sometimes I can be overwhelming and possessive, but it’s because I care about you. And I promise you that I will do anything and everything that I can for you.”
I felt my words being choked by tears.
“Andre, I…”
“Olivia, I will follow you to the ends of the earth if I have to, as long as it makes you happy. But your decision to go to Elvis Pine is risky, and all I was saying is that we shouldn’t go there without having a plan and having security measures put in place.”
He pulled my face gently and pressed my forehead on his.
“I lost you once. I am not going to lose you again. Please, Olivia. Please understand. Understand that I love you and want you to be happy.”
He pressed me closer to him, and I took in his musky scent.
I felt my heart soften, and I sunk into him. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. His lips gently sought mine, and they held together.
His kisses were soft and sweet. His touch was gentle and endearing.
I let my palms trace over the muscles in his chest as he held me, and his warmth seeped into me.
He pulled his lips away, and I leaned my head into his warm palm.
“Olivia…”
“I’m sorry for how I acted and what I said. I know I can’t take the words back, but I didn’t mean any of them. I was just angry and hurt and…”
His lips found mine, and he kissed away my apology. I felt myself moaning softly as our lips made love to each other, exuding pure passion and love.
I felt his arms grip me tighter, scared to let me go, and I leaned in closer to him.
“I love you, Olivia,” he groaned softly against my lips.
I felt myself being placed gently on the bed. My arms were still wrapped around his neck, reluctant to let go and pulling him closer to me. I was the only one who was naked, and I itched for his warm skin on every part of me.
He could feel my urge and hunger for him, and he took off his trousers. I felt my legs wrap instinctively around his waist. I wanted him closer to me than ever.
His hands gently played with my nipples, and I surrendered myself to his touch.
I felt my thighs warm up with my juices, and my body tensed passionately as I felt his hot, thick cock pressing against my vulva.
“Please, Andre ”
My fingers slid down to his cock, and I stroked it softly as I looked at him longingly.
“I want you inside me.”
He said nothing more and gently guided his cock inside my tight body. A sigh of satisfaction escaped my lips as I felt him fill me up slowly. I wanted him. I craved him.
I wrapped him in my arms and enjoyed his strokes: slow, deep and soft.
His arms were wrapped around me, and he pulled me closer to him with every stroke. His lips craved my warmth and were wrapped in a delicate embrace.
Occasionally, he would pull away and whisper how much he loved me in my ears, and I would reply with a soft moan, with his name lingering on my tongue.
He stopped briefly and took in my face. His green eyes looked brighter, and I could see a glint of fear flicker in them for a second.
“I don’t want to lose you, Olivia.”
My face was a slight red. I cupped his face in my palms and stared into his green eyes, wondering for a while the kind of stars that shone in them and doubting if I deserved someone as loving as him, even after all the things that I had said to him.
I swooped on his lips, and when I pulled away, I felt my body shudder with delight.
“You aren’t going to lose me, Andre. I love you.”
The words flowed so freely, and I felt the truth in them. I did love him, and I will always cherish him.
He grabbed me and squeezed me closer. His thrusts resumed, and they felt deeper and faster.
My body was rocked, and I felt this tingling sensation build inside of me.
My moans got louder, and my grip on him became tighter. I felt my fingers sinking deeper into his skin. My body was wishing that there was a way that we could merge and become one forever.
“Andre, I…”
“I know, princess. I can feel you getting tighter.”
His strokes were a little faster, and I felt my toes curl in pleasure.
“Andre…”
His name danced at the tip of my tongue, punctuating my moans.
I felt his muscles tensing as he held me closer. His groans in my ear only told of his love for me and how unwilling he was to let me go.
“Please stay mine, Olivia. I don’t want anyone else to have you. Not the way I do.”
“Ahhhhhnn!”
My face was red and hot. Any more of this and I was going to…
“Andrrreee!!”
I felt my body being overcome by spasms. My orgasm took control of me, and at about the same time, I felt Andre release his juices into me.
He gripped me tight and groaned loudly as the sensations took control of him as well.
Finally, we were silent. Our breathing was in sync and erratic.
Andre rolled off of me and lay at my side. His arms wrapped around me, and I was pulled into his chest.
My body was flooded with warmth. There was no better place to be than here.