Peter and Olivia were still on the couch he caressed her face and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "You're so beautiful," he whispered and leaned in and kissed her softly.

Olivia let out a moan at the contact, resting her hand on his cheek, moving closer to him. As close as she could be without being in his lap or straddling him. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and smiled as she felt their tongues massaging one another. Her free hand gripped his shirt, keeping him close, only breaking the kiss when she needed air. "I forgot how much just kissing you makes me feel special" she bit her bottom lip. "I love kissing you." She chuckled and looked into his eyes.

Peter kissed her softly. "You are the most special woman in the world, Liv. Never forget that," he whispered, leaning forward and kissing her again, more passionately this time, not looking to escalate, but needing to put every feeling for Olivia he had into the kiss. Lips, tongues meshed as they continued kissing.

She needed to be closer, she lay back and pulled him on top of her, letting out a breathy moan as he kissed her neck. "Oh yeah Peter babe," she smiled and pulled him to her lips and kissed him again, scratching the nape of his neck.

His hand ran over her lower torso, over her shirt. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers and looked into her eyes.

Olivia smiles and says"I love you, Peter Stone so much, and i'm happy that i have a man who loves me with snd my son every fiber of his being. She smiled and adjusted underneath him so she was more comfortable.

Peter caressed her face as she pushed him up and straddled him. "Kiss me," she whispered. "And don't ever stop loving me," she rested her forehead against his.

He held her, running his thumb over her lips. "Never," he whispered, pulling her in for a kiss, one hand on the back of her neck and head, the other in the middle of her back. His tongue moved over her lips, and passed them when she opened her mouth to him. They went on kissing, stopping only for air, then finding each other's lips again for what seemed like forever, but by the time they pulled away the last time, panting, only about an hour had passed.

Olivia smirked and rolled off him to lie down and she pulled him with her where they lay together and kissed passionately.

Peter ran his hands over her torso, massaging her breasts. "I love you, baby," he whispered and held her tight to his body. "I can't keep my hands off you," he whispered and ran his hands over her legs. "Every inch of you turns me on."

She pulled him close and kissed him " I love you to babe always I don't want you to keep your hands of me ever".

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