But thoughts like that easily leave my mind when he fucks me harder. Pounding into me until I can’t take it any longer.
I come as he fills my ass with his own cum.
He cuts the rope off my wrists and then wraps his arms around me as he sweetly kisses my neck.
I suck in a breath, letting the emotions I feel run through me.
“I lo—” I begin but then stop myself.
“Hmm?” Sean says, barely awake.
I shake my head as I continue to breathe heavily. “I think I like being your dirty girl.”
He softly kisses me on the lips and pulls me tighter to him. I know, within seconds, we are both going to be sound asleep.
But I can’t help but think that I could love him. I might even already be in love with him.
I just need to stop loving him. He’s my boss, and he’s made it perfectly clear that he is in love with Jamie, not me.
This was a last fling, and I just got carried away. I don’t love him.
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Sean
I could hear it in Olive’s voice. She has something else she wants to tell me, but she’s hiding it from me. So, while she thinks I’m sleeping, I’m doing anything but. Instead, I’m reliving every last second, trying to figure out what she could be hiding and wondering if it’s the same thing that I’m hiding.
Olive’s eyes flutter open, and then a slow grin creeps up her face.
“I love naked naps with you,” she says, her cheeks bright and flushed with warmth from her nap.
I stroke a piece of hair out of the way of her face as I continue to hold her in my arms.
She smiles brighter and stretches her arms above her head before snuggling her head against my chest again. “How much longer is left in our flight? I need to know when I should start getting dressed again, so it doesn’t look like we just fucked the whole flight.”
“Half an hour,” I say.
“Oh. I should get up then and start looking presentable,” she says, moving out of my arms to go get dressed.
I grab her arm and pull her back into bed.
She giggles. “Fine. I guess we can fuck one last time. But we have to make it quick.” She moves to kiss me but stops short when she sees the look in my eyes. “What is it?” she asks.
I take a deep breath as I tuck her messy brown hair behind her ear again. “I think I might just fall in love with you if given the chance.”
She sucks in a breath and then stops breathing altogether.
“Say something,” I say, needing to know how she feels.
But she doesn’t. She doesn’t even breathe.
“Olive, say something. Anything.”
She doesn’t.
I grab her cheeks, pulling her face toward mine, and kiss her, sweeping my tongue into her mouth.
When I pull away, she finally breathes again, coming to after I kissed her.