Chapter hundred
Dallas
Nothing could have prepared me for the next surprise Oliver sprung at me. I had thought we were heading home after our date at the diner, but he'd change course last minute and wouldn't tell me where we were going. The roads were familiar but I couldn't remember where exactly they led to until we got here.
“The cabin?” I asked, my tone laced with surprise.
It was the cabin Oliver had purchased for me on our first date. It was just a few months ago but it felt like ages ago. I hadn't visited here since that day. Not like I hadn't wanted to, I had a key to the place since it was technically mine, but there was just a lot going on that visiting here hadn't seem important.
“Figured we'd finish the day in a memorable way. What better way to do that than come here.” His voice sounded behind me.
But I was already heading towards the cabin. I heard the soft crunching of leaves beneath my boot and the light footsteps of Oliver trailing behind me.
The door opened and I stepped inside. It was just as magical as I remembered. Not like I have forgotten a single thing in this house. I had everything etched in my memories. It was one of the best dates of my life.
Everything was just as we left it. Nothing has been moved or changed. No one has been here. I remembered he told me that no one knows about this place except the both of us. It was one of the things that made this place special. It was our secret.
I spun on my heels and faced him, my arms folded across my chest.
“So what do you plan on doing here? We've already had dinner.”
He trudged towards me, his eyes boring into my physique. His eyes darkened with lust mixed with an emotion similar to admiration. Or…love. His gaze immediately set my body on fire and I was ready for him. That's how much effect he had on me.
I love it when he looks at me. Both during and outside of sex. I love it more when I know I'm the only person he looks at like that. Only me.
I took a step back with each step he took forward till my back hit the wall. My heart hammered in my chest out of anticipation as the wooden floor creaked with each step he took. He closed the distance between us and pressed his body on mine, his already hard cock rubbing against my center.
“I thought it'd be a good idea for us to properly christen every room in this cabin.” He said, his lips were close to my ear, his hot breath fanning me sending heat sensations straight to my core.
“Didn't we already do that?” I managed to force the words out even though my voice sounded throaty.
We'd have sex right on the kitchen island the last time we were here, and by the lake too.
“No, we haven't.” He shook his head. “I heard it's bad lick. We should christen every corner of the house so it smells of us even long after we leave.”
He bit my ear softly and sucked on it to relieve the sting. I let out a shuddered breath. I gently closed my eyes and placed both my arms on his broad shoulders, grabbing onto him for support as dizziness washed over me.
Soft moans broke out of my lips as he continued to assault my ear. His tongue travelled to my neck as he continued to bite and suck. I was already a mess. My core begged to be touched and fucked, but Oliver seem content in dragging out the pleasure. I couldn't take it anymore.
I took his hand and guarded it to my panties. He stopped what he was doing and pulled back slightly. I couldn't help the slight wince that escaped my lips.
“Patience, little monkey, we'd get there soon. Christening is step by step.”
I snarled at the smirk dancing on his lips. I had no idea how he managed to be amused when I was barely holding myself together.
Then he took both my hands and held it firmly above my head. I groaned at him, cursing under my breath. He simply smirked before bringing his lips back to my neck.
He trailed kisses to my chest and stopped at my right boob. He took a pound of flesh between his teeth and big down hard. It sent a straight jolt of pain through my body, but the feeling disappeared when he trailed the bitten area with his tongue.
I was sure that area would get red by now. He used his free hand to cup my boobs through the fabric and squeezed hard. I moaned softly, my panties already drenched.
With one movement of his hands, my dress snapped into two and fell on the floor with a soft thud.
“That's one of my favorite dresses.” I said, but I didn't even look at the dress. I couldn't care less about it. My gaze was fixated on him.
“I'll buy you another one.” Was all he said before I heard the sound of my panties ripping. It fell to the floor, meeting the same fate as my gown.
I was stark naked in front of him, my back pressed against the hard wooden wall, while he was still fully dressed with even his tie intact. The only thing out of place on him was his disheveled hair, clinging on his face with sweat.
He dragged my lower lip between his teeth and bit down hard. He sucked on it, kissing me hard while swallowing my whimpers. His hands moved to my core, circling my entrance.
Without warning, he thrust two fingers in me. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. He continued kissing me, probably to soothe the ache, before starting to move his fingers inside me.
The movement started slowly as if he was dragging out the pleasure but he eventually lost control and increased the pace. My fingers itched to touch him, to feel him, but he still had my hands pinned above me. I couldn't do anything except stand there and moan shamelessly.
I could already feel the orgasm building up. He increased his pace, thrusting into me with force. He added another finger. This time, he didn't give me any time to recover before picking up his pace again.
I could stiffen the loud moan that ripped out of my throat. I was extremely grateful for how isolated the cabin was. There's no house or any sign of life, except tiny fishes in the lake, for miles. No one could hear us.
I gasped as the orgasm wrenched out of me, pouring out in waves. Oliver kept his fingers inside me, as if soaking my juice with them. I shook against the wall, gasping. He finally released my hands and I immediately grabbed into him, my bare boobs pressing against his hard chest. I heard him suck in a sharp breath.
When it finally stopped, he helped me steady myself on my feet and pulled back slightly. He dipped his fingers that was just inside me few minutes ago into his mouth and sucked, licking my juice off it. The motion was so hot that I started feeling tingles in my core despite that I had just came.
“You look so beautiful.” He brushed the few strands of hair off my face and ran his thumb over my lower lip.
“So perfect.”
He wrapped my ponytail in his fist and yanked my head back, baring my neck to him. But as if getting an idea, he released my hair and backed up a few steps. A whimper escaped my lips and I wobbled slightly.
A small smile tugged at the corner of his eyes.
“You look tired. I'll go prepare a bath for you. You should go to bed.”
He turned on his heels and stalked off before I could protest. I stood there with no clothes covering my dignity, my hair pulled up and my mouth hung opened as I stared at his retreating figure.