Page 136 of When I Was His

Oliver straightened the stack of papers he was looking through and stuck them into a folder, signaling the end of his work for the night.

“You’re done?” I asked, a sense of relief washing over me.

“Yes. Let’s go home. Vlad is waiting for us outside,” Oliver replied, a hint of anticipation in his voice.

“Thank God,” I mumbled under my breath as I stood up, feeling the exhaustion of the day weighing heavily on me.

“I heard that,” Oliver said with a playful smile.

“Taskmaster,” I teased, though a part of me was grateful for all that I was learning.

“You’re learning a lot, are you not?” he remarked, his tone proud.

“Yes,” I admitted, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

I watched as Oliver slipped on his graphite gray jacket and straightened his tie with practiced ease. He grabbed his briefcase, and I retrieved my purse before we headed for the elevator. Most of the offices were dark, the hum of the empty workspace echoing around us.

Vlad was waiting for us with the limo when we stepped outside. He held the door open, and Oliver gestured for me to slide inside first.

“Why does he have the limo? We don’t need it until tomorrow,” I asked, curious.

“Because I’m planning to fuck you on the way home. I can’t do that in the sedan,” Oliver replied, his voice low and seductive.

I was speechless at his boldness, but a surge of desire ignited within me at his words. Within moments, I was wet with anticipation, craving his touch.

He pulled me onto his lap as soon as we were settled inside the limo, and I could feel his erection pressing against me.

“You make it hard for me to concentrate,” he confessed, his fingers sliding under the panel of my panties. “You’re soaked.”

“I want you,” I admitted, my voice breathless with desire.

“And you shall have me,” he promised, his words sending a jolt of electricity through me.

I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, feeling the rough stubble of his chin against my skin. Straddling him, I let out a soft moan as he fingered me to a fast orgasm, my pleasure mingling with the taste of his lips.

Once I came down from my orgasm, he held my limp body in his arms, whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

“I love you so much, Ryleigh,” he murmured, his words sending a surge of warmth through me.

As soon as I had the strength, I moved back onto his knees and opened his belt. Oliver leaned back against the bench seat, his cock hard and ready as I stroked him with eager hands, lost in the intimacy of the moment.

“Not too much or I’ll come.”

“I want to ride you.”

He didn’t move, letting me do all the work as I pulled my panties aside and sank down on him. His shaft stretched me in the most delicious way. I moved over Oliver as he leaned back and watched me, his eyes glazed with ecstasy. Only when he grew close did he participate, shoving his hips upward as he began to spurt into me. I didn’t worry about my own orgasm because I knew he would take care of me.

Once he finished, I put my head against his shoulder while he rubbed my clit. I came with a loud cry against his neck. He gently lifted me off him and put me on the seat, removing a white handkerchief from the inside pocket of his jacket to wipe between my legs. It didn’t help much since my panties were soaked with his semen and my juices.

“We’ll shower together when we get upstairs.”

He tucked himself in and zipped up his pants as Vlad pulled up to Oliver’s building.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Fine.”

I felt as I always did after we made love, lazy and boneless. I recovered as Oliver got ready to open the door.

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