Chapter Fifteen
Finn
Olivia and I ended up going back to Corpus Christi. After the altercation with Félix, it seemed like the best thing to do. Olivia didn’t seem like she wanted to be in New Orleans the morning after we stayed at the hotel. We spoke about it over breakfast, so I took it as her sly way of telling me she needed time away from her brother. Port Sulphur would’ve still been too close to her family, and she needs the distance to process everything that happened over the last couple days. She’s still mad, and I don’t blame her for being upset. Not one bit. She has every right to be and her feelings are valid.
Since it’s the weekend, I don’t have to go into the office. So it’s just the two of us and we have the entire day together, to do whatever it is we want. I have a few things I can think of doing to pass the time. I grin at the thoughts filling my mind. I imagine her on her knees, wrapping those puckering lips around my cock. Dammit.
Glancing at the clock, I rise, knowing we have lunch plans. It’s at one of my favorite places in Round Rock. I figure since they have an outlet mall, she won’t mind checking it out. If I know anything about Olivia, it’s how she loves to shop. She won’t ever admit it, but she’s a sucker for a nice bag and ordain bracelets.
It’s a three-and-a-half-hour drive to make it there, so I have one of my men, Adam, grab the limo. Meanwhile, I stretch Olivia out on the backseat and feast on her delectable pussy. I’ve never been more thankful for blackout windows. No one will ever glance at what belongs to me. The music in the front pumps into the back a bit, but I can’t hear a word, only feeling the vibrations of the bass.
By the time we get to Round Rock, I’ve claimed several orgasms from Olivia, and she took me deep in her mouth. I would’ve rammed my cock deep in her tight pussy, but we were almost to our destination, and I figure we can save it for later.
As Adam parks the car, I pull out a little gift for Olivia. It’s small, a vibrant purple color that matches the tone of her panties. She’s wearing a black skirt, so I dip my hand in between her legs, and she gnaws on her bottom lip. “You want more already?”
Instead of answering, I simply smile. Part of the device goes into her pussy while the top of it sucks her clit. Little does she know I have the remote, and I’ll be making her pussy wet all day long. I want her begging for my cock later. I want her to crave it like a druggie needs a fix.
She shoots me a confused look until I readjust her panties and pull out the remote. “This little thing,” I turn the device on, and Olivia gasps, “controls my little gift to you. I get to toy with you all day long. If you come without my mouth, hands, or cock, sweetheart, I’ll make sure to punish you tonight for it.”
Her eyes widen at my announcement, and she inhales sharply.
“And for the record, Iwillknow if you do.” I make sure to tell her before opening the door. I offer her a hand which, of course, she takes, and we start our day of pleasure.
Throughout the day, we spend it walking around the mall, going in and out of stores. I end up buying her a new Louis Vuitton handbag, earrings that she fell in love with from one of the jewelry stores, and several different outfits.
Hell, it seems like we just got here and now we’re getting ready to leave. With almost fully eaten plates in front of us, I look around the restaurant and take a sip of my water. Truth be told, I’m debating on whether or not I should bring this up to her, but I decide to do it right now.
“Olivia, you know I’ve been trying to be patient and that we need to get married soon. But, you need to know that I’m not just marrying you because of the Alliance.”
“Finn.” She shoots me a knowing look. “I’m not an idiot. We’ve gone over this, and it’s been a long time since I ever thought you were marrying me just because of our families’ bullshit. That’s all in our past.”
I crack a smile, loving how perceptive she is and how she’s putting me in my place yet again. “Yes, but I want you to know I’vealwayswanted you. Think I’ve always been in love with you. With you, I see I can relax and not worry about what’s the next thing on my never-ending list. You and I can go out and spend time together. Laugh and play around in more ways than one.” I grin and take her hand in mine. “In this depraved world, I couldn’t ask for a better woman to make my wife. So, I’m telling you now, I’m done waiting. I want to marry you as soon as I can.”
Tears fill Olivia’s eyes, and she eagerly nods. “I just have to ask one thing.”
“What is it?”
“Can we have the wedding in New Orleans?” she asks.
“Yeah, sweetheart, we can have it wherever you want,” I murmur, squeezing her hand gently.
“Okay, then let’s do it. I’m sure I can plan something quick. Maybe . . . give me two weeks,” she whispers, and I can see her mind is already being filled with ideas.
“I’ll give you one,” I tell her, and her eyes widen in surprise.
“Seriously, you’re giving me one week to plan my dream wedding?”
“You’ll soon be a Brisbane, sweetheart. Sometimes in life we have to make great things happen quickly, and I’m certain you’ll pull this off with flying colors.”
“No lie, I’m a bit annoyed you’re making our wedding a test,” Olivia grumbles, rolling her eyes.
“I’m not making it a test. I’m giving you a challenge. Know the difference, sweetheart.” I shoot her a wink and pick up my whiskey, taking a good hard sip before I set it back down on the table. Olivia’s eyes lock with mine, and I know she’s in it to win it. She’ll prove she can have everything she’s ever wanted in this time frame, and I have no doubt about it.
“You should know I never lose, Finn.”
“Good. I want to be a sore loser, or wait, maybe I just want to be sore.” I glance up and down her body, looking at the way she’s dressed in this two-piece number she bought offline. She looks like a damn model, and I want to ravage her in the restaurant right now.
Fuck, she’s lucky I didn’t just fly with her to Las Vegas and take us to one of those drive-thru chapels. It would’ve been stupid considering our marriage license is for Louisiana, but at least we have the legal bit ready.
“Can we go home now?” she asks, a hint of seduction lacing her voice.
“Hell yeah, sweetheart. And for being a good girl, I think I’ll make you come all the way home.” I chuckle and flag down the waiter to bring me the check.
The waiter can’t bring the check fast enough, and Olivia decides she’s going to toy with me by pressing her bare foot in between my legs. She rubs it along my already stiffening cock, and fuck, I’m glad she didn’t try to do this with heels on. My cock throbs as she grinds her foot against me, and I see the enjoyment all over her face. Little does she know I plan on having my sinful way with her since she’s teasing me in public.
Finally paying the bill, I take Olivia’s hand and all but drag her to the car. I’m more than ready to have my mouth on her wet flower. Shit, I’m more than ready to have my cock seated inside her hot pussy. She’s everything I’ve wanted in a woman, and better yet, she’s everything I fantasize about.
My fiancée is definitely the perfect match for me, and in a week, I’ll be making her my wife. This is cause for celebration, and tomorrow morning, we’ll get back to New Orleans so she can get everything ready for our big day.
She’ll be Olivia Brisbane in one week, and I’ll be the luckiest fucking man on the planet.