Page 70 of When He Was Mine


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“I know you do but I sometimes feel you want to control everything.”

“That’s not true.”

I wrung my hands. “This goes along the lines of holding on too tightly. We should probably take a night off from each other.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” he growled.

“It means we should do things separately for a night. Matthew needs me to take care of Blackie on Friday. It would be easier if I stay there.”

“NO! Why do you need to stay at his place?” he asked angrily.

I let out a frustrated breath. “Because I need a break.”

“You can’t leave me.”

I threw my hands up. “Oh my God, Oliver, I’m not leaving you. We’re spending one night apart.”

“That’s how it starts.”

I was thankful when Vlad pulled up to the building. I quickly opened the door and slipped out onto the sidewalk before Oliver, moving toward the lobby before he exited. The elevator was open, having just let off a few of the residents and I stepped inside. Oliver was right behind me, and he punched in the code for the penthouse with such force I could see his finger turning white.

He said nothing to me, just stood there glowering as we ascended up. I had a feeling our evening would be awkward. He stepped out ahead of me and jammed his key in the lock, pushing the door open. When I came through, he pushed me to the wall, kicking the door closed.

“Oliver, please,” I pleaded.

He pressed his body against me and latched his mouth onto mine. It didn’t take long for me to give in, and I kissed him back, nipping his lip with my teeth. The sexual tension between us was palpable and he pushed off my coat, then his own and reached up my dress to grasp my panties.

They were delicate lace and gave way as he tore them from my body. In seconds I was up against the wall, my legs wrapped around him and his penis thrusting hard inside me.

“I can’t lose you,” he whispered as he desperately fucked me.

“You’re not losing me.”

He slowed and came to a stop, carrying me to the couch while he was still inside me. He dropped down and held me tightly, rocking me in his arms. I silently came a few seconds before he grunted and spilled his seed into me.

“It feels that way,” he panted.

I loosened his tie and kissed his neck. “It’s just one night. Spend some time with your friends.”

He continued to rock me. “One night feels like forever when we’re apart.”

“Is it the apart or the circumstance of the apart?” I asked.

I knew what Oliver was doing. He was claiming me, trying to put any doubts in my mind that I had about our relationship. But I didn’t have doubts. I knew I wanted to marry and spend the rest of my life with him. That wouldn’t change no matter how many arguments we had.

“Both,” he said quietly.

I met his eyes with my own. “Why are you so insecure about me spending time away from you?”

“I’m not insecure. I worry,” Oliver admitted.

My brow furrowed. “About what? I have security. Brenda can stay with me.”

“Why don’t you bring Blackie over here?” he suggested.

I raised my eyebrows. “I didn’t think you would want a dog in the penthouse.”

“I love dogs,” he said.

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