Throwing her back onto the bed, Henry grabbed her hips and held the lower half of her body in the air. She cried out and grabbed at the sheets next to her, her knuckles going white. She arched her back while her body shook again, consumed with yet another orgasm.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he mumbled, hardly being able to get the words out.
This was by far the best sex of his life.
Henry tilted his head back, holding onto her hips with a tight grip, and let himself ride into his own climax once more. Following right along with hers as she screamed for him.
He dropped her onto the bed and caught himself on his arm, barely avoiding toppling onto her in the process. He let his head drop into the crook of her neck, breathing heavily against her sweat-soaked skin.
“Oh, god…” she said, sounding just as spent as he was.
Henry slowly lowered himself, resting half on her and letting his body come down from the high. He could feel Olivia’s chest rising against his with her own recovery.
They stayed like that for a long while, basking in the afterglow.
At some point, Henry felt himself falling asleep, encouraged by the slow breathing of Olivia underneath him. She cuddled into him, her warm body comforting as they both drifted off together.
It’d had been a long while since he’d stayed at someone’s house, especially after sex. He wasn’t one to stick around after the deed was done, preferring to get up and move along with his day.
However, lying with Olivia and falling asleep next to her felt so natural to him that he wondered why they hadn’t done it sooner. Even just to cuddle and relax in each other’s presence. It felt right. It felt … like home, really.
By the time Henry awoke again, he and Olivia were entangled in each other’s limbs. Her head was nestled in the crook of his neck, her soft breathing tickling his hair. He had his own hand tangled up in her long locks, gently twined through them to cup the back of her head.
He breathed her in, feeling her body completely molded to his just like it should be.
The only problem was that he could hear his phone ringing from all the way in her bedroom. The incessant buzzing somewhere on her living room floor was just loud enough for his ears to pick up on but not enough to disturb Olivia.
Chances were it was a client calling, which he could ignore until he felt like finally untangling himself from Olivia. But he didn't want to miss it on the off-chance that it was his parents calling about an emergency.
Sighing softly, Henry slowly pulled his arms out from under Olivia’s body, carefully moving inch by inch so that he didn’t disturb her. She grunted softly at the position change. Then he quickly tucked her in tightly.
She let out a soft exhale, relaxing back into whatever dream she was having.
She was so beautiful. It made his chest hurt to even slip off the bed and head out into her living room.
He really hoped it was just a client calling.
Finding his pants, he fished his phone out of his pocket, the phone actively vibrating in his palm while the screen flashed the number to one of his brokers. It made him raise a brow and head to the farthest part of Olivia’s apartment from her open bedroom door.
“Yes?”
“Henry! Finally.”
“What is it?”
“There is a serious problem with one of your accounts. The bank has it frozen along with your assets.”
“What?” he snapped. “For what reason?”
“I don’t know. They won’t talk to me. You need to come down here right now. We’ve got those investments going out later today, but I can’t pay them if your accounts are frozen.”
He slapped a hand to his face. What the actual fuck!
“Yeah. I’ll be right there.”
“Great, I’ll see you then.”
Disconnecting from the call, Henry rubbed a hand over his face. Of all fucking days for this to happen. Of course, it was right after his incredible night with Olivia. All he wanted to do was lie in bed with her all day. But apparently, the universe had different plans for him.