Page 154 of When I Was His

“They weren’t going to embarrass you by saying it in your presence. They told me when you went to the restroom. Now stop doubting yourself.”

He kissed me hard on the lips, sliding his hand up my leg and under the hem of my dress. He pressed his fingers against the panel of my black lace panties, stroking my clit.

“Vlad,” I mumbled.

“Then be quiet,” he whispered.

I shook my head, trying to pull his hand away but he already had me heated with just a few pets.

“Shh.”

I clung to his forearm with both hands, afraid that he would pull away at the pivotal moment when my orgasm was balancing on the edge, he didn’t. I softly moaned then cleared my throat to hide my impending orgasm. When it hit, sending waves of delicious pleasure coursing through my body, I bit my lip to keep quiet.

Oliver pulled his hand away and I could see him smiling as we passed by streetlights that illuminated his face. I leaned back against the seat to catch my breath a few minutes before we pulled up to his building.

“Can you walk,” he said with a smirk.

“Yes, I can walk.”

“Well usually….”

“Shut up,” I growled.

Upstairs, I quickly changed into my pajamas, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and then snuggled under the covers, eagerly awaiting Oliver's arrival. He slipped into bed beside me a few minutes later, and I immediately buried my face against his smooth, bare chest.

"That wasn't very nice what you did in the car," I chided.

"But you liked it, didn't you?" he teased in response.

"I made noise. What would Vlad think?" I retorted, half-serious.

"He wouldn't think anything. It's not his job to question what I do with my fiancée," Oliver reassured me.

"Well, in the future, if you want to seduce me in the car, please take the limo so we can have privacy," I said.

"I'll keep that in mind," Oliver replied, his tone suggestive.

Feeling mischievous, I gently bit into his nipple, swirling my tongue around the peaked flesh. His response was immediate.

"Are you interested in some extracurricular activities tonight?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"You know I am," I replied eagerly.

"Good, because that dessert wasn't as sweet as you," he whispered huskily.

I groaned in anticipation, knowing full well that Oliver planned to pleasure me with his tongue. He seemed to enjoy it even more than intercourse itself. As he slipped under the covers, I prepared myself for the intense sensations to come.

The rain continued its steady rhythm outside as I awoke to the dim light filtering through the window. Oliver was nowhere to be seen beside me, likely already immersed in his morning routine of work or exercise. I slipped into the blue dress shirt he had worn the night before and set out to find him.

Down the hall, I discovered Oliver engrossed in a phone call, his voice filled with intensity as he discussed security matters. I hesitated in the doorway, eavesdropping on his conversation. He mentioned my name several times, sparking a gnawing worry within me. As he finished the call and emerged from his office, I quickly retreated, hoping he hadn't noticed my presence.

"You're up?" Oliver greeted me as I stepped back into the hallway.

"I just woke up," I replied, trying to appear nonchalant.

"Nice outfit. I like when you wear my clothes," he remarked, his tone warm.

"This shirt smells good," I commented, attempting to divert his attention.

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