chapter six
Ajax
My head spins as I look down at my beautiful, blue-eyed angel. My hand flexes where it’s still curled around her shoulder, and it takes all the strength within me not to cover her body with mine and take her like a savage here on this swing.
“Are you sure?” My voice comes out as a growl.
Olivia licks her lips, and her cheeks turn pink.
I cup her face in my hand. Her pretty blue eyes flutter up to meet mine. “Because I swear to god, Olivia, once I have you, that’s it. You’re mine. Forever. There won’t be any turning back. I’ll be incapable of it.” My throat tightens, and I choke on the last sentence.
Olivia holds my eyes as she nods her head. “I understand. I want you, Ajax.”
And that’s what does it. Hearing the object of my obsession admitting she wants me snaps the last ounce of control I’ve been holding onto all week.
I haul her into my lap, and then my lips are on hers. She opens to me immediately, her honeyed lips just as sweet as the last time I kissed her. I find her tongue and tangle it with mine while I fist my fingers in the honeyed tresses of her hair.
Honey. Everything about her is sweet as honey. Maybe that’s why I always call her that.
“Fuck, Olivia,” I groan into her mouth as I grab her hips and drag her hot little mound up and down my aching length. I’m straining in my pants, dying to get to her wet heat. I already know before I reach between us she’s soaking wet.
Slow down, my mind tells me. Savor this moment. Olivia is giving herself to you. Cherish her. Worship her.
But my body has other ideas. My hands shake as I slip that cherry-covered dress over her head and fling it onto the porch. I yank the cups of her bra down and marvel at her pink nipples. They’re drawn up into little pebbles and begging to be sucked, and I’m dying to taste them.
I swirl my tongue around one and then the other. Olivia moans my name, her head falling back. I move my mouth up to the creamy column of her throat to lick and suck on the sweet flesh there. She jumps when I nip at her neck, but I lick the sting away and can’t resist sucking on the tender skin there, pulling the blood up to pool beneath the surface.
I know it makes me a caveman, but I need to mark her. It’s like I’m no longer in control of my senses. All my primal instincts have taken over, and they’re screaming at me to claim, claim, claim! Claim my woman.
Her hands are tugging at my shirt. I know what she wants, and who am I to deny her anything? I pull back from her just long to rip it off. Fire floods my veins at the way her eyes trail over my bare chest, appreciating what she sees. She reaches out and trails her fingers over it down to my stomach.
I groan and still her hand when it nears the band of my shorts. I don’t want this to be over too quickly.
Before I can do anything else, she leans in and places her sweet lips against my chest. I jump as if I’ve been electrocuted, my hands tunneling into her hair to cradle her against me as she peeks up at me innocently while kissing all over my chest.
Fuck! A sound something like a bear rumbles up out of me, and then I’m kissing her again, my lips sliding over hers, our tongues tangling together.
Olivia kisses me back just as passionately, her hands spearing into my hair like mine does hers. We’re breathing the same breaths, lost in the moment together. Fuck, I could stay like this with her forever.
But she begins humping her hips against me, and I hiss in a breath at the friction that almost has me coming in my pants immediately. “Olivia, honey,” I grit out as I place a hand on her hip to hold her still.
She whimpers and looks up at me shyly. “I’m sorry. I’ve never…” she bites her lip, and I bend down to place a tender kiss on her lips before nipping her puffy bottom lip myself.
“You’re not doing anything wrong, honey,” I reassure her. “I’m just so fucking wound up for you. I want this to last. I want to make your first time good for you.”
“I want to be good for you too,” she tells me in her husky little voice.
Fuuuck. “You are, sweet baby.” I kiss her forehead. “Everything about you is perfect. There’s no way you could ever disappoint me.”
“Even though I’m…” she trails off.
“A virgin?” I supply before I let out a chuckle of relief. “Especially because of that. You have no idea how happy it makes me that I’ll be the only man to ever be inside you.”
“So you’re glad I’m a virgin?” She looks unsure.
“Ecstatic,” I tell her truthfully. “Was that your first orgasm the other night?”
Her cheeks turn pink, and she tries to hide from me by letting her hair fall in front of her shoulders. I tip her chin back up to me. “Was it?” I press her.