Page 47 of Expecting an Argument
I slowly traced my thumb around her right nipple as I stared hungrily at our reflection.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I breathed. “Better than I ever imagined.”
She let out another moan that heightened into a whine as I lightly pinched her taut nipple.
“Lower,” she ordered.
I let myself have a final, greedy squeeze of her right breast before letting my fingertips wander down her side.
She stiffened. “Don’t touch the belly.”
My hands paused. “Wasn’t planning on it.”
Moving my fingers down her ribs, I found the crease where her thigh met her belly and followed it down. Slowly, I traced circles against that sensitive flesh.Fuck,her pussy was just as soft as I remembered.
“I…I didn’t shave,” she whispered. “I can’t see down there anymore.”
As if I gave a fuck.
My lips grazed the side of her temple as I said, “If you’re thinking about that, then I’m not doing my job.”
I pressed two fingers into her and she melted back into me. Her head rested against my shoulder and her thighs opened beneath the water, giving me full access.
I took in our reflection. The soap bubbles had thinned, leaving Olivia fully on display. Finally,shewas the vulnerable and helpless one.
My heart pounded as I took advantage of the moment, my fingers pressing up against that magical spot inside her as myother hand enjoyed the weight of her breast. She squirmed as I stroked, her ass rubbing against my shaft. I bit my tongue to keep myself from coming as I fought to make her unravel.
My thumb rubbed her clit and she let out the most beautiful little sob. She started to shake, I worked my hand faster and faster, and then—
“Fuck!”she cried, long and drawn out, as her body tensed.
“That’s it,” I rasped against her skin. “Come for me, Adams.”
The bathwater quivered as Olivia’s body quaked under my hands. A surge of triumph rushed through me. I wasn’t helpless with her, not when I could command her body like this. This wasmyhouse. I was still in control.
When her climax faded and her sweet little noises softened into gentle panting, I slowly took my fingers out of her and rested my hand on her hip. With a sigh, she collapsed into me.
I looked in the mirror, relishing the sight of her resting on my shoulder. Her lashes had fluttered closed and water gleamed off the curves of her shoulders and her breasts.
I let out a very satisfied hum at our reflection. “See? Good things happen when you just let me take care of you.”
Olivia’s eyes popped open and her eyebrows furrowed. She sat upright in the tub and turned around.
“Get on the ledge,” she ordered.
My cock twitched, but I was frozen as she sat on her knees in front of me.
She shot me a commanding look. “Now.”
Without hesitating, I gripped the edges of the tub and pulled myself up to sit on the tile ledge. My back was flush against the wall and I held my breath as she moved to sit between my legs. Her hand broke through the surface of the water, her skin dripping wet as she wrapped her fingers around the base of my shaft.
I held back a moan as she stroked me once and let out anappraising hum. Then, her eyes locked with mine as she leaned forward. The afternoon sun from the window lit up Olivia’s eyes like bronze as she opened her mouth and licked the underside of my cock, her tongue tracing a line from base to tip.
A spark of pleasure flicked up my spine, but it wasn’t enough. My head fell back against the wall as she lightly licked me over and over, deliberately avoiding the sensitive head.
She was getting her revenge for what I had done in the attic, no question. I didn’t dare look down to catch her delighting in my misery. I wasn’t going to beg, butfuckI ached to be fully inside her again.
As if she heard my silent plea, she took the head into her mouth and sucked.
