Page 88 of Animal's Reformation
Fuck. Dammit.Had he missed a question while he’d been fantasizing about his daughter’s tutor?
Animal gave Lucy a sidelong glance. “Sorry, kiddo, I was thinking about work.”
“Do you think Ms. Mooney can read me my bedtime story tonight?”
Fuck, yeah. Good idea.“You can ask her.”
“Okay.” Lucy turned away and looked out the passenger window.
Turning on the radio, Animal concentrated on the road and the music as he headed toward their house.
After a dinner of chicken-fried steak and mashed potatoes for him and Olivia, and mac ’n cheese and a milkshake for Lucy, Animal sat on the couch waiting for Olivia to come back downstairs after reading a story to his daughter.
Lucy had been so animated at dinner that he’d just sat back with this silly-ass grin on his face most of the night. Olivia had been great with Lucy, and each laugh she shared with Lucy, endeared Olivia more to him. Animal laced his fingers behind his head and leaned back, staring at the ceiling. He liked being with her in a way he’d never felt with anyone else. Olivia was warm, witty, and smart. It kind of scared him how quickly he was falling for her, and not much scared Animal. There was something about Olivia that drew him to her.
A light footfall behind him brought him out of his reverie as the scent of spiced oranges and sunlight teased his nostrils. Olivia’s hands slipped down his chest, her long tresses brushing across his face and throat, as she nuzzled her face against his. Animal tipped his head back and her lips covered his. And then his fingers were in her hair, gently moving over her warm scalp as he pulled her closer to him. She slid her hot tongue into his mouth, dancing against his own. Fuck, Olivia sure knew how to kiss, and her mouth was amazing. She tasted delicious too—warm and like hot fudge.
“Olivia,” he gritted as his fingers dug into her hips.
“You like that?” she whispered over his lips.
“Fuck, yeah, baby. Come here.” Animal lifted her up a bit and she giggled as she climbed over the top of the couch and landed next to him. “That’s better,” he growled, crushing her against his chest and claiming her mouth.
His hands slipped under her blouse and spread across the satiny skin of her back, and she moaned, rubbing against him. Heat tore through him, and he cupped her tits in his hands, kneading them as he deepened their kiss.
Olivia moaned again, this time more guttural—more raw. The noises she made fueled his lust and wildly intoxicated him. No woman, and he meantno woman, even came close to Olivia …ever.She was the blood in his veins, and Animal had a constant desire … a craving for every inch of her.
“Fuck, woman.” His mouth trailed down her throat, and he swallowed her soft moans as his thumb and index finger pinched her nipples hard.
Olivia arched her back and he pushed up her blouse and pulled her bra cup down to tease her stiff bud.
“I love your tits, baby.” He lowered his head and bit the pebbled nipple before tugging it into his mouth.
She laced her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. “Animal,” she whispered.
“Baby,” he smothered against her skin, gliding his hand down her belly and into the waistband of her jeans. The snap popped open, the zipper hissed down, and his fingers grazed the lace fabric of her panties.
Animal smelled her desire—wet and sweet. A low grunt rumbled from his throat “You soaked right through your panties.” Olivia whimpered and ground into his hand. He couldn’t remember wanting—needing—a woman more. His cock was so damn hard that he had to press against her for some relief.
His fingers moved to the edges of her bikini panties, and before he could slip inside, she gently pushed his hand away then pulled back a bit.
Wild with desire, he yanked her back to him, but she wriggled out of his grip.
“What thefuck, baby?” He slumped back against the cushion, frustration rushing through him.
Olivia leaned over and kissed him tenderly. “I want nothing more than to have you inside me, but this isn’t the right time and place. Lucy’s upstairs.”
An audible sigh escaped his parted lips as Animal scrubbed his face with his fists. She was right—he knew that, but his cock didn’t like it one fucking bit.
She rested her head on his shoulder and put her hand on top of his. “I’ll make it up to you on Saturday when we go for our ride.”
He kissed her hand and placed it against his heart. “You’re right, babe. I got carried away. You just turn me the fuck on.”
Olivia chuckled. “You do a pretty good job of getting me going too. I’d hate it if Lucy came down and saw us.”
“Me too.” Animal smiled.
“I better go,” she whispered.
