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Oliver.
He’s sleeping now, though that was the whole point. Melissa doesn’t go to Richard until after two in the morning. She spent the hours prior alone, desperately fighting that feeling inside of her — that addiction — that drew her to Richard in the first place.
My imagination runs wild, picturing the scene with perfect clarity. Melissa snuck into Richard’s bedroom. She stood at the end of his bed and slowly undressed herself. One piece of clothing at a time hit the floor, soft whispers in the dark amid hard poundings of her heart.
I pull my tank top off over my head and drop it to the floor. It crumbles at my feet as I push my pants and panties down, too. My skin tingles all over as I gaze at Oliver on the bed. His eyes are closed. His chest rises and falls with his breath.
I bite my lip.
There’s still time.
You can get dressed, walk out, and save yourself from...
I ease onto the bed, careful not to disturb the mattress too much. Each hand placement is soft and specific, meant to keep my presence a secret until the absolute final moment. I recall the way Melissa held her breath as she climbed. She knew she shouldn’t have been there, but she couldn’t stop herself. She couldn’t bear to be apart from him for another night, even if it meant losing herself completely.
I look at Oliver’s face in the dark. There are so many reasons not to do this and only one reason to do it, but...
Dammit, I can’t think about that right now.
I just want to feel.
I pull the covers down, exposing Oliver’s toned chest to the stunning V-shape just above his cock. He’s naked and waiting for me like he said he would. He doesn’t stir as I mount him. I straddle his waist and align our bodies together. I reach down and wrap my fingers around him, giving him enough tender strokes to make his body respond.
His breath quickens.
He’ll awaken soon.
No turning back now.
I tighten my grip as his erection grows. The gentle act sends a rush of heat to my clit as passion drives through me. I lean forward, balancing over him. My breasts press against his skin. His cock digs into my belly. I kiss him lightly on the edge of his mouth. He turns toward me out of unconscious reflex. I kiss him again; his lips soft and unmoving.
As I pull away, his lips move. They part as he tilts upward, claiming an even deeper kiss as he awakens. His hand comes to the back of my head. We kiss again, firm and fully conscious in the dark.
Oliver sits up, his arms fiercely curling around my back to trap me. “I knew it,” he whispers.
“Shut up,” I say.
We kiss, and just like Melissa, I lose myself in this man. I run on pure instinct with a roll of my hips. My heart races a little faster. My blood pumps a little quicker. My sex throbs a little harder. I move up and down, torturing the both of us until I’m ready to burst.
I penetrate myself, and my heart splits in two. Just like Melissa, I know this is wrong. I know that there’s no going back.
I know that I’ve fallen for Oliver Black.
And that it’s too late to catch me now.
CHAPTER 33
OLIVER
“Now?” Paige asks.
“No,” I answer. “Not yet.”
She doesn’t ask again. She continues resting her head on my chest. I run my fingers down her arm and back up again. We lie still together, breathing together, our bodies buzzing at the same frequency. We’re spent and tired, but we don’t sleep. I’m not sure I even want to and risk making tonight end too quickly.
“I love that sound,” she says.
“What sound?” I ask.
