Chapter 62. I Was So Scared

The belt fell from his hand as we dropped onto his famous Persian carpet, and he covered me with his body.

His lips did not leave mine once, even as he kicked off his pants that had been around his ankles the whole time.

The mood changed again, less aggression and more loving.

“Hhh.” I gasped as his chest brushed my very sore nipples. 

“Sorry, baby.” His voice was low and soothing as he moved to kiss my forehead and cheeks.

“You’re amazing, Olivia,” His eyes stared into mine, his hand running down my thigh and gently squeezing my ass.

His eyes flashed.

“I have to get you out of here. I can no longer stand the thought of you near your husband.”

My back arched to his fingers invading me. “Because of one blow job?” I moan-giggled. 

“Partly.” 

My eyes flew open at his honesty. Then I laughed, but winced at the soreness in my throat.

“I hurt you.” His tone was sorry.

“I craved that.” I shook my head.

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