24
Geary
Olivia sleeps soundly in the bed behind me while I stand naked at the window watching more large flakes fall from the sky. It’s past two in the morning and I should be asleep wrapped around the woman I love. Instead I can’t settle knowing I’m going to have to say goodbye to her in two days.
I hadn’t known exactly what loneliness was until I’d spent time with Olivia only to watch her head back to the city. My life hasn’t been much in the way of family. Derek and Madison are the closest family I’ve ever had. But since meeting Olivia, I want a family of my own, with her. I don’t want to be alone anymore, however, I’m not selfish enough to force her to give her life up for me. I’m not a city guy, someone who would be happy living in a high rise. I need the open space of rolling hills, and I want my children to grow up having the kind of home I never had as a child. The home I currently have is pretty close to where I’d like to raise a family. Except the woman I want to raise the family with lives miles away in Lexington.
Rubbing my forehead, I move toward Olivia and admiring her curves, I lift my hand and slowly caress her ankle, calf and thigh before moving over the curve of her hip. A moan leaves her mouth and I press a kiss on her hipbone. She becomes restless so I take the opportunity to move her over to her back, settling between her legs. I gather her against my warmth and nuzzle into her neck, my lips leaving a trail of heat as I move and capture a cherry nipple between my teeth.
Olivia shivers and gives me a very sleepy but welcoming smile. Her eyes follow my every move while I enjoy the sensation of her smooth skin against my body and mouth. Just one taste of her is usually enough to make me hard and ready for her, so it’s no wonder I’m fighting really hard not to enter her swollen pussy and come. My cock throbs against her thigh and with every restless movement of her legs, I rub against the hard nub of her clit.
I hiss and grunt when Olivia grabs my ass and digs her nails into the flesh. My cock goes solid and jerks.
Afraid I’m going to come before I get inside of her warm body, I hold her gaze and slide inside.
“I’ve never felt anything like this before, Olivia.” I reach up and cupping her face, I place my lips over hers. The kiss starts gentle but soon becomes heated, and no matter how much I want to slow it down, I can’t stop devouring her mouth and plump lips.
Olivia pulls her mouth away gasping for breath, her heart racing against my chest. I grip each of her hands and hold them above her head while my body slowly starts to move. Her slender legs wrap around my hips, her feet dropping between my thighs, making her vagina snugger around my cock.
Her mouth opens as she gasps and lust shoots through my body at the sight. The image suddenly in my head is of her lips wrapped around my thick shaft. Breathing becomes difficult as all sensation is in my groin and the brush of her nipples against my chest set off an explosion I’m not sure I’m going to be able to recover from.
The first squirt of release shoots from my dick and Olivia freezes before she jerks in my arms, her pussy pulsating, shooting my orgasm into exploding proportions. Her body jerks, clinging to mine in everyway. Every small sigh and convulsion from Olivia tugs more semen from my flesh, massaging every last drop of pleasure from me.
Wrapping Olivia back up in my arms, I hold her tightly while moving us onto our sides. One of Olivia’s legs rests over my hip but I fear she’s as wiped out as I am.
A brus
h of her lips against my shoulder causes a shudder to ripple through me, but before I have time to start all over again, Olivia cuddles into my body. I feel her breath against my neck as she mumbles, “I love you, Geary.”
My heart stutters before it beats rapidly.
I close my eyes and concentrate on breathing. My eyes sting for the first time since I was a child. I want to keep this woman in my life forever. I want to go to sleep with her in my arms every night and wake up the same way. She’s everything to me and I honestly don’t know what to do to make that happen. I can’t see how it can happen. We both have our lives in separate States.
Having been unable to sleep, I’m dressed at four-thirty in the morning with my bag packed. Olivia is going to hate me for doing this to her, but I can’t stay. I’m running away. I’m well aware of this, but I can’t stop myself. I can’t spend any more time with her, making love with her, knowing that we have to go our separate ways in another day.
I can’t say goodbye to her.
The letter I wrote sits on my pillow and I close my eyes while I’m hit with the urge to stay and talk to her. To tell Olivia exactly how I feel about her, and tell her what I want. I’ve never shied away from truths in the past so now makes no sense to me, although I’ve never loved a woman the way I love Olivia. It is what it is.
With a heavy sigh, I clench the strap of my travel bag and quietly leave the room. My heart pounds the further away from Olivia I move. It takes less than five minutes to arrange transport for Olivia back to the airport in Boston when she’s ready and then I’m on my way.
The roads are barely passable, which holds my concentration but as soon as I drop the hire car off and take my seat on the plane, all I can see is Olivia’s face when she realizes I’ve left her.
What have I done?
Panicking, knowing I’ve made the wrong decision, I unclip my seat belt and stand, only to have the stewardess tell me to sit as the plane starts moving down the runway.
I do as she says, and place my face in my hands.
I’m an asshole.
The moment I land in Montana, I’m heading straight back to Olivia.
I’ll make the move.
I can’t live in a city it will drive me crazy, but Lexington has lots of rolling hills. I’m sure we can find a house with an easy commute for Olivia, and maybe I can find a job on a horse farm.
Lexington is after all, horse country.