Chapter 44: Crashing

OLLIE

Darius pressed me into his chest, his hands around my waist, as we both fell into a peaceful sleep, tangled and warm, breathing each other in under the sheets.

I turned without breaking his hold so I could watch him sleep.

I stared at him with our noses almost touching.

He looked so serene and beautiful.

Peaceful.

His black hair was soft, with some waves at the edges.

His face was a masculine work of art, with his Greek nose, sharp cheekbones, and pronounced round chin.

I traced his smooth olive skin and passed my hand through a lock of hair right in front of his forehead.

I was falling deep for him.

Crashing was a better way to explain it.

He opened his eyes and we gazed at each other.

He smiled lightly and pulled me closer to his chest.

“Are you watching me while I sleep?” he teased me.

I let my vulnerability show.

“Is it bad if I do?”

“No, you can watch me as much as you like.” He kissed me on top of my head then pulled back, searching my face.

“Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to sleep alone?”

“There is nowhere else I would rather be.” I snuggled back into his arms.

~Fuck! Slow your mouth, Ollie. You are going to scare him away!~

He held my chin and kissed me softly, caressing my face.

That was all it took, and my heart was about to jump out of my mouth.

I climbed on top of him, feeling in charge.

~Jesus, put on the brakes, girl!~

He laughed, watching me on top of him, putting his hands on my hips, letting me have fun with all the control.

“So…” I was my goofy, happy self.

“So, what?” he asked, caressing my back.

“You do like me!”

“More than like you.” He looked amused.

“Do you mean that?” I rocked my hips seductively.

He gave me a beautiful smile that smashed my heart into millions of pieces.

“Yes.”

Then he laughed and squeezed me.

“I like your butt.”

“You are such an asshole.” I punched him in the chest and he didn’t even flinch.

I tried to get off him, but he held me firmly.

“No, Ollie, I want you, all of you.” His abs flexed as he grabbed my arms.

I stared at him, at his mouth, and then I crashed my lips with his, already feeling his manhood underneath me.

Without thinking, I surprised him by placing him inside me, and I started riding him, consumed by my feelings.

~I want you too, all of you, Darius.~

He crossed his arms under his head and relaxed, smirking, clearly entertained by me.

It was so erotic and intimate, the way he watched me ride him with my little body.

He laughed his delicious belly laugh, and I felt so free, so happy, and so excited.

I was being myself with him, and the best part was that he liked it too.

I accelerated my pace and started moaning freely, knowing how much he liked hearing me.

Soon his whole body tensed and his carefree expression changed to a more voracious one.

He dug his nails into my ass and those gray eyes turned dark and intense.

“No, behave,” I told him, taking his hands off my ass while I continued to grind on him.

He flared his nostrils, took a deep breath, and crossed his hands under his head again.

“If you keep doing what you are doing, I will come really fast,” he warned me.

“Good, I want to know how much you can’t resist me,” I teased, placing my hands on his torso and feeling his delicious abs under my fingertips while I continued moving on top of him.

He closed his eyes, licking his lips, working on his self-control.

“Olivia,” he cautioned me. “Slower.”

I listened to him and slowed my movements, catching my own orgasm.

“Control your breathing,” he guided me into a new rhythm.

His hands controlled each movement, to a circular motion that made me tremble.

I was lost as I grabbed his hands and placed them on my breasts, letting myself go.

He growled in return, moving forward and sitting up on the bed with me on top.

He was gentle and caring, and I was too consumed by him.

This was too intimate.

“Are you making love to me?” I murmured, feeling close.

So close.

I had my eyes shut, lost in sensations.

“Smartass.” He kissed me softly and held me in his arms while he pressed deep into me.

“Yes, I can do that.”

We moved together, taking each other’s pleasure like a euphoric drug.

“Come, baby,” he whispered in my ear, and I grabbed his chest and exploded.

I released all my strength and collapsed into his arms.

He caught me, pulling me into his chest, caging me in his arms once more before we fell asleep, and the last thing I remember was how he placed a sweet kiss on my neck.

***

Kisses on my shoulder woke me up, and I cuddled back into his chest.

It was a dream, but it was a real one, one that had come true.

“I need you to wake up. I have our day planned,” Darius murmured in my ear.

Planned?

“Do you like surprises?” he asked.

“I love surprises!” I felt his morning erection on my ass.

Was the surprise an anaconda?

I pushed my hips against him, rubbing it.

“We don’t have time for that,” he growled.

“You should get out of bed fast. Sarah has a plane to catch.”

“Sarah!” I yelled and jumped out of bed.

Darius laughed and looked at my naked body.

At this point, he had seen every bit of me and it made no sense to cover myself up, but the way his eyes studied me made me feel so shy and nervous that I covered my breasts with my hands.

“Can I join you in the shower?” He sent me a dark look.

“I thought you wanted me to say goodbye to my sister,” I reminded him.

“You’re right,” he agreed, still watching me intently.

“You are not invited to a hot bath with me!” I informed him.

“A hot bath?” He sat up on the edge of the bed, scanning my body up and down.

“You should run, because the moment I enter that bathroom, you are not coming out.”

I swallowed hard and stepped quickly into the restroom, locking the door behind me.

Five seconds later, the handle moved.

I giggled, picturing his face when he found I’d locked it just in time.

“Keep laughing like that, and I’ll crack this door to get you,” he warned me.

I ignored him and turned, gawking at the enormous space.

It had a bathtub and an oversized shower.

The last time I was here, I’d fainted after seeing Darius’s third leg.

That hadn’t ended well for me.

It was better to think about other things than his joystick.

For example, I should check on Archibald and see if he’d set the meeting with Roger.

I opened the shower faucet and felt the water with my hand.

The temperature was perfect, so I stepped in and closed my eyes, letting the water run down my face and my body.

I heard a clicking sound.

~Oh, boy…~

“Hmm… I’m happy you picked the shower. I’m way too big for that bathtub anyway.” He joined me in the shower and stood behind me, touching my body under the water, grazing my breasts, discovering my belly and my hips, squeezing my waist, and poking me with his big bulge.

This was going to be the hardest shower I would take in my life.

“Relax, we will just take a bath together.” I couldn’t see his face, but I knew he was smirking.

“Sure, just a bath.” I closed my eyes, letting him wash me, tease me, and nibble me while he soaped me.

“I bet you’ll end up begging for a quickie,” he said confidently.

“You are so full of yourself! Thinking you are so irresistible that I would ~beg~ for a quickie,” I teased with a laugh.

I turned to face him, and it wasn’t funny anymore.

Without thinking, I scrubbed his biceps, chest, and abs, and then I stopped because I was near his…

Hammer of Thor!

My eyes widened when I saw his massive erection pointing at me.

“Don’t be shy.” He gave me a crooked smile. “You can touch it if you like.”

His eyes were filled with lust, and I blushed, feeling so hot and ready.

I bit my lips at the view. He was so yummy, so…lickable.

He guided my tiny hands to his cock.

Holy eggplant emoji! It was so big that it took both of my hands to hold him.

“I thought this was just a bath, but look at you already going to the point.”

I stared into his dark eyes, watching him under the water as I rubbed him lightly.

It was my first time touching him like this, and I felt nervous.

His eyes closed in pleasure and I laughed again.

Two could play this game.

“It looks clean to me.” I stepped out of the shower to take my sweet revenge, leaving him hard as a baseball bat, as he’d left me in that studio a day ago.

I walked fast because I knew he would grab me in a second, and I was right.

He followed me, dripping water all over the floor, grabbing me by the ass, and securing my legs around his waist.

I was not going to be able to walk for a week.

“A quickie?” I asked.

He grinned. “This is going to be intense, baby, so hold on.” He sucked on my neck while he held me in his arms. “We’ve only got a couple of minutes.”

~Fuck, fuck, fuck~. This was too good.