Trevor wasn't sure what came over him. It was just a day like any other. They'd had a wonderful dinner together. They were doing the dishes as always. Funny how their life together had become so normal so quickly.
Perhaps that's what had inspired his mood. He had fallen in love with Olivia through work, and they had been indelibly intertwined as a result.
Olivia putting away dishes as he washed them and she dried them. He indulged in the luxury of watching her. The way her blouse would lift up and expose that pale strip of skin at her midriff when she reached up to put plates in the cupboard. The way her skirt would tighten around her bum when she bent down to put the pots away. The way her hair would swish around her shoulders when she turned her head.
Olivia caught him looking at her and she smiled. Trevor felt his heart do flips in his chest at that. Even still, seeing Olivia so unabashedly appreciate his attention and return his affection was more than he could ever believe was possible.
She turned away to put the silverware in the drawer as Trevor wiped down the counter and dried his hands, Trevor came up behind her and pulled her into his arms.
"Oh, there you are again," she laughed, recalling the way he'd surprised her just like that when she'd been cooking earlier. But her laugh turned to a moan as his hands immediately moved to places more intimate than her waist.
Trevor felt strangely possessed. He needed to touch her and hold her and hear her and make her cry out his name. He wanted her so much he could hardly see straight. His left hand caressed her breast through her blouse and his right hand went between her legs, maneuvering the fabric of her skirt so he could begin to touch her.
Olivia whimpered at the feel of him. God, that man's hands! He could turn her to jelly with such little effort, it seemed. She felt his lips on her neck and his erection growing against her bum. She shifted to rub up against him, making him groan into her skin. His teeth nipped a little at her pulse point. Olivia nearly collapsed at that. But Trevor's hands held her upright.
Too quickly, his talented hands had left her and she whined a bit at the loss of his touch. But she needn't have worried. Those hands of his had found the zip on her skirt, letting it pool at her feet. He took the hem of her blouse and pulled it up over her head. She made to turn and face him, but he wouldn't let her. He went right back to the way he'd been touching her before, only this time only her bra and knickers separated his hands from where she wanted him.
Trevor sucked on her earlobe and moved a bit more insistently against her. Olivia gripped the counter in front of her, lest she falter and ruin the glorious things he was doing to her.
"You're so wet, Olivia," he growled in her ear. She nearly came on the spot.
To Be Continued
Comments And Reviews Are Always Welcome