Chapter Twelve
Olivia
Dax had been staying at his parent’s place a lot during the day and sleeping in Bull’s office at night. I felt bad for taking the bed, but he insisted. He stayed every night too because he also insisted on not leaving me alone there. He came by earlier and we were hanging out but his parole officer called and he had to go back to his mom’s. I didn’t like that I hated to see him leave so badly. I wished that I could get over him, before one of us got hurt…again. The whole Parole Officer thing was another reminder that he could be taken away from me again at any time.
It was still early in the evening, so I thought I’d change into my running clothes and go out for a jog. It might clear my head. I had stripped down to my bra and panties when I heard a key in the lock. I panicked and tried to grab my clothes but before I could, Dax walked in.
I didn’t know what I was thinking, but I actually expected him to close the door and leave. Instead he stepped in and closed the door behind him. He turned the lock. I reached for my shirt and was trying to put it on my head when he was suddenly right in front of me. He took my face in both of his hands and kissed me. It wasn’t just a peck. It was a full-lipped, slip his tongue between my lips and taste me kind of kiss and it made my head spin. For a second I completely forgot that I wasn’t going to do this. When I remembered, I pushed against his chest.
“Stop, Dax.”
He pulled back and looked at my face. He was still close enough to kiss and I had to lick my suddenly dry lips.
“Why?” he said.
“I can’t do this, Dax. We should have never slept together the other day. I shouldn’t have done that, it was all me. Terrance and I had a fight and I turned to you…and…and that was wrong.”
He cupped my chin in his hand and tilted my face up to his. “It didn’t feel wrong,” he said.
“Yes it did. I don’t know. But we can’t do it again.”
“I can,” he said with a grin.
“Dax, stop, please.”
“Olivia, you’re not with Terrance any more, right? You broke up with him because of what he did to me and because his lying to you about it all was fucked up. He’s the one who screwed up. You’re not cheating. You’re not doing anything wrong. What are you so damn afraid of?”
“You, Dax,” I said. “You spend all your time in search of this revenge you’re so desperately seeking. You spend all of your time with this club, with these guys that got you in trouble before, the ones who got you taken away from me. I can’t go through that again. I can’t stir up all of these old feelings and then have you taken away from me again.”
“I’m not going back to prison, Liv.”
“You didn’t think you were going the first time, did you? You’re giving them time and the opportunity to set you up again.”
“I’m not giving them anything this time. I don’t trust anyone. I check my pockets and my saddlebags constantly…they can make a fool of me once, but they’ll never do it again.”
He brushed his lips against mine, softly and then he leaned down and kissed my tattoo heart. It gave me chills and my traitor body melted into him. All of my fight was gone. I wanted to be with him…I should have always been with him.
I turned my face towards his and our lips came together. I felt him push his tongue in between my lips and tangle it up with mine. He began exploring every inch of my mouth. His urgency was igniting a fire in my belly and I was burning hot with desire as I kissed him back. He began to lick and suck my lower lip. I made long, slow strokes across his lips with my tongue, feeling a sudden primal, animal need spreading throughout my body. I continued to stroke his lips while his hands roamed my upper body. He grabbed the cheeks of my ass and squeezed, surprising me.
I bit down on his lip and he pulled back and in a raspy, breathless voice he said, “Careful baby, I bite back.”
That simple statement and the sexy sound of his voice as he said it spurred me on. I moved my body closer to his and pressed my thigh against the bulge that was still trapped inside of his pants. While we kissed, I began to grind myself against him and I could feel him moaning around my mouth. He slid his hands along my sides and when he reached my bra he unhooked it. My swollen nipples were aching for release and as I stepped back and let the bra slide off and hit the floor, I could see him looking at them hungrily. He ran his hands across them, stopping to tweak or pull on an already overly sensitive nipple.
He covered my sensitive mounds of flesh with his hands and I felt him shudder with pleasure as his palms rubbed gently across my nipples. He bent down slightly and ran his tongue around the outside of each breast and down between them as he rubbed my aching, engorged nipples with his thumbs. I arched my back to let him know I loved it and I wanted more.
I heard a deep growl come out of me like it had come from someone else when he cupped them with both hands and suckled a nipple into his mouth. He sucked and licked and nipped, sending little jolts of electricity along my spine and down my arms, as my nipples seemed to grow harder and larger against his tongue. I felt a gush of hot wetness between my legs. I began to furiously rub my wet pussy harder against the thigh that he had pressed up between my legs.
He moved his head to suck on the other breast and pleasure my engorged nipple. I slid my hands under his shirt and up to his hard chest. I ran them across his bare chest muscles and I could feel them rippling against my palms. I could also feel his erection straining and quivering against the inside of his pants, aching to get free.
“Mm, your hands feel so good, Liv. Move them down lower,” he told me before switching nipples.
I fulfilled his request, sliding my hands down lower and happily finding that the waist band of his shorts that was secured by a simple tie, which I undid easily. As his shorts slid down I reached down and slipped a hand into the front of his boxers and at last I could feel his pulsating cock. I wrapped my hand around it and as I did, he bit down on my nipple, causing me to let out a little squeak. He licked the spot he’d bitten softly with his tongue and then continued to kiss and suckle as I stroked him softly.
I felt his hands slide over the curve of my waist and down to my hips. He took the waistband of my lacy panties and pulled them down across my thighs and over my knees, down to my ankles where I stepped out of them and he kicked them aside.
He looked up at me and said, “God, Liv….You’re so fucking beautiful,” in a deep, raspy voice.
He stood back up and his lips found my neck. I leaned my head back and he gently brushed my hair over my shoulder to give him full access. He started to suck on the tender flesh and as he did, I felt his fingers begin to glide softly across my wet lips. I gasped, loudly as he ran it across the head of my swollen clit that was begging for attention.
“Oh my God, I want to fuck you senseless,” he breathed out.
I wanted to do the same to him. I wiggled my bottom closer to him and rubbed my now bare pussy against his fingers, silently begging him to touch my clit again. He suddenly covered my lips with his mouth and began to walk me backwards towards the bed. When we got next to it, he spun me around so I was facing away from him.
He made a satisfied sound and said, “That is the most gorgeous ass that I’ve ever seen.”
He suddenly dropped to his knees and softly kissed each cheek and then took a soft bite out of each one. Goose bumps raced down my spine and arms. I jumped forward and he used one hand to position me so I was leaning onto the bed, holding myself up on my hands and arms. He wrapped one arm around my waist and brought my backside in closer to his face. This time as he nibbled on my cheeks he reached around in front and began to rub his finger along the outside of my wet slit, making me groan loudly.
“Mm, you’re so fucking wet. I think you must be having a moment of weakness tonight,” he said.
“The weakest,” I told him in a breathless voice. “So stop your teasing and give me what I want.”
He chuckled and slid a finger inside of me at last. I wiggled against it and moaned. He slipped in a second one and I gasped. When he slipped in a third I had to cry out and I didn’t care if anyone heard me. I began to thrust my hips back as he moved his fingers in and out of me only to stop after a few thrusts.
“Daaaax!” I cried out in frustration.
My body was shaking as he flipped me over so I was on my back. He put his finger back inside of me, but now he could use his tongue to press against my swollen clit. He flicked it up and down and back and forth as I thrust myself against his hand and he plunged into me with his fingers. He sucked the entire throbbing nub in between his sexy lips and nipped it softly, causing me to scream.
As soon as I did, I covered my mouth with my hand, “Oh shit, I’m sorry!”
He smiled. “No one else is here. It’s okay,” he said softly.
He slid his fingers out and left me feeling empty and wanting. I was dying for more. He stood up and took his boxers off and I immediately reached out for his cock. I ran my fingertips across the shaft and then pulled myself up so that I could slip my lips around the slick head. He cried out as I did and I felt his legs quiver. I let my lips slide down slowly across the shaft as I used my tongue to stroke along the bottom. He began to move his hips gently, in and out as I licked and sucked and ran my tongue in swirls around the head. I used my hand to stroke him gently as he moved in and out of my mouth, gaining speed and momentum with each thrust. I felt his cock begin to swell and he quickly pulled back.
He reached over to the nightstand and took a condom out of the drawer. Slipping it on, he lay down on his back on the bed, lifting me like a doll to sit up straight across his pelvis. His cock pressed against my inner thigh and I could feel it twitching and throbbing. I reached down and took it in my hand and pushing up on my knees, I lined it up with my opening. He put his hands on my hips and I slid down onto him. He brought me almost all the way down and then he used his hands to lift my hips back up and slide himself almost all the way out.
Suddenly without warning, he thrust his hips up off the bed and pulled me into him simultaneously. We both cried out and we fell into a rhythm, me thrusting down, and him up. I leaned down to kiss his lips and after dragging his tongue against them he sat up slightly, wrapped his hands around my back and pulled me into him so my breasts were covering his face.
He sucked on them hard while I continued to bounce up and down on top of him. He lay his head back down on the pillow again with his eyes half open. They were glazed over, making him almost look like he was in a trance. Grabbing my hips again he began to fuck me, forcefully now. Every time he slammed me down onto his pelvis I felt a shock of pure ecstasy surge through my body. Screw waiting, forget about going slow, making it last…we could always do it again. We both wanted that sweet release. I knew that I was aching for it.
He left one hand on my hips to guide my movements up and down and he slid the other one between my legs and pressed his thumb against my clit. I felt like I was going to go insane with the pleasure. He rubbed it in circles and stroked it. I could feel the tender little mound of flesh growing bigger and harder. I felt moaning noises coming from somewhere even deeper than my throat, rising up, building into a scream that threatened to erupt as I bounced up and down on him.
I leaned in and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and he moved the hand on my hip around and squeezed and kneaded my ass. I was riding him harder and faster. I couldn’t stop if I’d tried. I was in another dimension, getting wilder with each thrust until I felt the clench of my pussy muscles. Finally, the orgasm rose to the surface and came out with the scream, gathering in a pool at the base of his cock. He kept softly stroking my clit as I rode the waves and when my body finally went limp he wrapped his arms tightly around my body and held me against him as he thrust himself up into me. I couldn’t help myself; I started moving again, letting the mound of my pussy grind into the lower part of his belly. He held me tight and continued to thrust until I felt him tighten and swell inside of me and his legs and arms tensed up. Seconds later the orgasm ripped through him like a tidal wave. I rode him softly until he’d finished his release and I felt him relax underneath me.
“You’re fucking amazing,” he breathed out.
I laid my body down against his and said, “I’m not. We are.”
I snuggled deeper into his arms and I was just about to close my eyes when the door kicked off its hinges and Dax and I were staring into the long nose of an automatic rifle.