Chapter Five

Jesse

Over the next few days, Olivia and I spend time wrapped around one another's body, devouring each other at any given opportunity. I can't keep my hands off of her. I'm insatiable when I'm near her ... I never thought I could feel love on this sort of level. She is as brilliant as she is breathtakingly beautiful. I look at her sleeping peacefully in the crook of my arm. Since that first night we had sex in the dining room, I have thought of nothing else.

She inhales slowly as she wakes, rolling over onto her back, and stretching out her arms.

Her thick black hair covers her breasts and a part of her face. Her neck and chest are spotted with dark red marks from my mouth. There are shadows underneath her eyes from the lack of sleep from the night before.

I could look at her for the rest of my life. She is nothing short of perfection.

I have never felt this beautiful feeling with any woman before. Despite making love to her over and over again, in the last few days, I still can't get enough. If I'm not inside her, I'm thinking about the next time I can make sweet fucking glorious love to this woman. I wonder if she feels the same.

"Mmm ... good morning," she mumbles, giving me a sleepy grin that makes my heart twist painfully in my chest.

"Morning, beautiful." I lean down and kiss her. "Are you hungry? Let"s make breakfast together."

Look at you talking about making breakfast with a woman Jesse!

I smile at the thought. For once in my life, I can see how nice it would be to live with a woman. Not just any woman. Olivia.

My Olivia.

"I don"t feel like going downstairs. Besides, I need to recuperate. I think you gave me carpet burn," she says with a wink. "Speaking of which, what is your favorite position, Mr. Edison?"

I look at her, surprised and raise an eyebrow. "Is this off the record, or is this part of the interview? I hope it isn't going in the article!"

"But I'm sure our readers are just dying to know," she giggles, kissing my chest.

"Hmm, I'm not really sure, you may have to jog my memory …"

I remove the blanket and pull her perfectly round buttocks closer. "Jesse," she gasps as my warm lips press on the soft flesh. My tongue follows my lips as my hand presses into the small of her back, holding her down on the bed.

I lick over every curve of her naked bottom intimately. She rolls her buttocks towards me, and moans as I dip my tongue into the crease in between her butt cheeks. I lap my tongue through the crease, licking along its length, enjoying her deep moans of pleasure.

She squeals as my tongue finds the entrance of her mound. Her groans continue to get louder as I dip my tongue into her wetness, and thrust hard and fast grabbing her butt.

She screams out my name in delight as she nears her climax. And then I feel it, the tight clutching of her pussy around my tongue. She lays down spent and flushed as I look over her, pleased at how much I have possessed her body. I have branded myself on to her now, and she will always be mine.

She turns toward me and looks down at my raging hard rod. I gasp in anticipation as she leans down and takes me into her mouth.

I grab her head and hold it in place as she ravages my hardness with her mouth and tongue. "Take it Liv. Take it and suck it harder. Suck it like it"s yours." I fuck her sweet, beautiful mouth, slowly to begin with, and then she reaches round to my buttocks and squeezes hard. I begin fucking her mouth more deeply until my cock is almost down the back of her throat.

My hold on her tightens as I feel myself nearing my climax. She knows it and abruptly pulls away. She climbs on top, straddling me, and inserts my throbbing penis into her, taking me by surprise. She begins bouncing on top of me, her breasts pushed into my face. I grab both her tits and squeeze them, licking and biting each one as she gyrates relentlessly making me quickly explode deep inside of her.

She collapses onto the bed next to me and smiles. "I think that should definitely be off the record."

"You"re a bad girl, Olivia Torres," I say, and turn to look at her.

She smiles and lowers her head. I can sense the change in her mood. I haven"t even told her how I feel about her, not verbally anyway. I want her to know that this isn"t a fling or just sex. I take a deep breath in.

"I"m in love with you, Olivia Torres."

"What?" She says, her eyes beginning to water.

"I said I"m in love with you. I have been since the day we met in the cabin after you scowled at me with those gorgeous eyes. I have never met anyone like you. Olivia, I want you to be mine. I want you so much."

Olivia gives me a sweet smile and then her expression shifts, a subtle fear clouding her eyes.

"What is it? Tell me."

She sits up and touches my face. "I ... I can"t deny what we have, Jesse. I have feelings for you too. But what about Hal? I"m terrified of what he"ll say when he finds out."

I haven"t even thought about Hal over these past few days, having been so consumed by Olivia's presence. A tinge of doubt and guilt grips me but I quickly shrug it off. I"m in love with Olivia and I"ll do whatever it takes to have her. I don"t know how Hal will feel about this but I"m determined to make him accept it.

"I understand, Olivia. Hal is my best friend and I love him more than I would ever love a brother. But I love you too, and I"m not going to lose you. We'll find a way around this."

"But what if we don"t, and it drives a rift between you two? I don"t want that, Jesse."

"I"ll talk to Hal. Why don't you have a shower and I'll go make us some breakfast. Let's see whether I can make eggs Benedict better than you can."

"Unlikely! But I'm happy for you to give it a try, I suppose."

Olivia kisses me then goes into the bathroom for her shower. I try not to think about Hal, but I can"t. I don"t want to lose Hal"s friendship. I can"t afford to. But I can"t think of losing Olivia either. I ball my fists as an overwhelming sense of possession comes. I want Olivia, and I"m not letting her go.

As Olivia showers, I head downstairs to make breakfast. I hear a few pings coming from Olivia's phone. I glance over to see whether they are from Hal, but instead the messages are from Elizabeth, Olivia's work colleague.

‘You are a legend, Liv! Bagging the interview of the friggin century!! You go girl. So tell me, how is he in the sack?'

What? She told her that we slept together?

‘That bonus and prestige award for journalist of the month is definitely yours. It's in the bag! And you got to get yours too. Double whammy. I'm so jealous! Catch up soon. I want to hear all the details!'

How could she? I get it. So the only reason she slept with me was to get more details for her magazine …

"Hey … how're those eggs coming along? Are you ok? What's up?" Liv asks, coming into the kitchen. I try desperately to hide the hurt from my eyes and turn away from her.

"What is it, Jesse? Did you get a call from Hal?... Jesse?" Olivia tries to pull me to face her.

"Don't!" I snap. "I can"t believe you tricked me into trusting you," I whisper as I hand her the phone. "You"ve gotten what you wanted. A whole feature page spread of how you got to sleep with the man of the moment, right? Is that all I mean to you?"

"No, Jesse, you've got it all wrong …"

"I need some air."

I can't bear to listen to any more lies, so I grab my coat and shoes and leave the house. I'm done.