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I bit my bottom lip. “It’s just that you get me so heated sometimes. Why are we waiting?”

“We’re not. I want to make love to you.”

My stomach twisted with anxiety. This was so unexpected. “Suppose I’m not in the mood?”

He chuckled. “I don’t believe it. I get you off almost every night.”

I crossed my arms. “I want your cock, not your fingers.”

Oliver smirked. He was so fucking smug that I wanted to slap him.

“How about my mouth?”

“Huh?”

He licked his lips for emphasis. “I’m going to use my mouth on you. I know you want me to.”

I was speechless, which for me was rare.

“Oliver, I…”

“Stop giving me a hard time. I want to taste you.”

I just stood there as he came to me, kneeled, and opened my shorts, pulling them down with my panties. I still hadn’t said anything when he backed me to the bed, spread my legs, and got between them. This was the first time my most intimate part had been exposed to Oliver. He bent my knees, pushing my heels against my ass so I was opened wide. I heard him suck in his breath.

“You have such a pretty pussy, pink and wet.”

I was so aroused that I had a feeling the minute he touched me with his tongue, I would explode. Oliver bent down, and instead of going for the kill, he teased me by kissing my inner thighs, belly, and mound. He moved on top of me and kissed me hard, tweaking my budded nipples as he slid off.

“Are you ready for this?”

I groaned. “I’ve been ready for three weeks.”

I closed my eyes and felt his fingers spread me wide before his tongue darted inside me. He lapped at me like I was an ice cream cone and joined in my moans as if he were enjoying a tasty treat. By the time he got to my clit, I was ready to come. He circled my swollen tissue three times, and I was falling apart as my orgasm tore through me while I screamed his name. My body quaked and shook as he sucked and lapped me until I stopped.

Olive moved alongside me, planting kisses on my face and neck. If this is what he could do with his tongue, I would probably pass out when he fucked me. If there was any doubt I was in love with him before, this sealed the deal. I had fallen so deep for him that I would need a ladder to get me out.

“How was that sweetheart?”

I kept my eyes closed when I answered. “I can’t move. I want to go to sleep.”

He pressed a kiss to my neck. “You need to have dinner, and then you can take a nap.”

“I don’t have the energy to get up,” I whispered.

He climbed off the bed and picked up my shorts and panties from the floor.

“Do you need help getting dressed?”

I opened my eyes and grinned at him. “I think I’ll just walk around bottomless.”

“You absolutely will not. Get dressed and I’ll set the table.”

I grumbled as he retreated into the kitchen. I felt weak but I willed myself to get up and dress. When I came out, Oliver had the table set and a small black velvet box sat on my dinner plate. My heart rate doubled. I knew we were moving fast but what was in the box worried me.

“What’s this?”

“A gift. Don’t hurt my feelings by saying no.”

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