Forget Me Not

Olivia Chapter 30

I felt like I was floating, more like a cruising feeling. There was soft humming and music playing in the background. Wait was that someone honking their horn.....was I being kidnapped! Too afraid to open my eyes I threw my hand in the direction of the driver and immediately regret the throbbing sensation in my hand. Did I hit a cinder block?! I braced myself for a rain of blows to be thrown and was pleasantly surprised to hear the deep rumbling of laughter. I knew that voice anywhere though. "Yohan?" Opening my eyes, I saw him struggling to contain his chuckles. "Who wakes up hitting people Olivia? Especially ones who are driving?" I smiled too, and before I knew I was crying laughing right along with him. "Well I would have kept my hands to myself had I known you carried bricks in your pecs!" That brought on another wave of laughter, until I remembered where I was before . "I fainted" Yohan immediately sobered up, and nodded slowly. "Yeah". Then it all came crashing down again. I would never laugh the same again. "Nana died. My nana died! " I rapidly shook my head and took my jacket off, fighting the urge to have a panic attack again. I repeatedly slammed on the button trying to let the window down. My nostrils flared as the tears blurred my vision. "Yohan I can't breathe. I cant.....can't I can't" The car came to a halt and he reached over unhooking my seatbelt before yanking me into his lap. "Olivia......Olivia......look at me! Look at me. Calm down mama and look at me!" I shook my head, I couldn't do it!I couldn't focus, I was going to die. His forhead was pressed against mine and I could smell the mint on his breath. "You're not going to die Liv" He murmured softly He could hear my thoughts. " Just keep your eyes on me ok?" He nodded as his huge hands cradled my face. And how could I not, as golden brown and beautiful as they were, how could I not look at them. We can blame it on my grief, we could blame it on the fact that I wasn't thinking clearly, we could blame it on whatever you wanted to blame it on, but I kissed him. I couldn't keep lying to myself, I wanted him, and I wanted him badly. His tongue tasted like winter fresh a hint of Jack Daniels and it only hardened my nipples even more. "Livvv" He groaned. My mouth was a perfect oh as he lightly gripped my hair and licked and sucked on my neck. I hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and my hands shook a little as I saw his chest. A reminder that his here man didn't belong to me. This wasn't right. "Yohan-" I stopped breathing as he slid his hands up my back, they were extremely hot. I now regretted wearing the flimsy tank top dress. In ninety degree weather and the windows up my nipples strained against it. Slow and agonizingly he pulled down one end of my dress. My breast popped out instantly and I gripped his shoulders as he flicked the areola quickly with the tip of his tongue. "Why don't you have a bra on?" He muttered as he took turns licking and nibbling on the right one. I hissed as he pulled the twin out and showed it the same amount of attention if not more. "I have always loved chocolate, even as a kid" He leaned his seat back and straddled me over his lap. Everything was silent except from the account humming and our heavy breathing. We looked at each other and I had no doubt we were thinking the same thing, there was no going back. Suddenly he slid my dress back up and placed my arms back in. "I can't do this" He patted my legs signaling for me to get off of him and I felt humiliated. I was so close to screwing how brains out on the side of the highway and he was so callous about it. No one spoke as he started the car back up and continued our journey. I let my head roll towards the window as a tear rolled down the side of my face, I wasn't going to let him see me cry. He pulled up to my house in seven minutes flat and my chest burned, on average it would take me fifteen minutes to get home, I'm guessing he didn't want to be around me any longer than he had to. Yohan turned the car off and turned to face me. Although i wanted to run in the house and say nothing, he did help me when I needed him the most. "Thanks for taking care of me, you really didn't have to. See you around" I damn near ran to my front door trying my best to get behind it before I let the tears fall. I had my keys in the lock and I was opening the door when I heard his car door shut. "Olivia wait" I sighed deeply, I wasn't in the mood to play games with him. I turned to tell him that I didn't need his help getting in the house when he scooped me into his arms, and wrapped my legs around his waist. He kicked the door closed behind him as he attacked me with this tongue. My dress was torn in the middle as he tried desperately to free my c cups. "I'll get you a new one" He whispered as he took the bottom of my lobe in his warm mouth. Everything moved quickly, the kissing, the sucking, the licking. I held my breath in anticipation as he used one arm to hold me up against my door and the other to slide my panties down. I squeezed my eyes shut as he entered me, partially from the pain and the ecstasy taking over my body. I heard him growl in my ear as he slid out and slammed into me. "Ahhhh.....Yohan" I panted, I felt little shocks all over body each time. "Open your eyes mama. Look at me" I shook my head, I couldn't look at him. I hugged him closer to me as he tried to hit every corner of my insides. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. "Olivia" He moaned against my neck. "You....gotta look at me. I need to see you Mama" I arched my back wimpering, my toes curled in my sandles as I felt my climax building. "I feel you and you feel amazing baby" His moans were proof enough. "But...I need to see your eyes. I want.....you......to look..... at.....me" Each stroke sent me closer and closer toward the edge until I couldn't hold it any longer. But he was far from finished. He slammed me on his pole and my eyes popped open. I gasped lightly as I looked into his now dark brown eyes, the same shade as my dream. But this wasn't a dream, the way he was digging out my insides was definitely not a dream. He grabbed both of my hands and held them above my head
Yohan" He buried his face into the crook of my neck as he filled me up, each time better than the last. I sucked on his exposed neck and bit it lightly causing him to lose his balance slightly. "Yohan wait baby ohhh" I damn near shouted as he screwed me relentlessly against the door causing me to explode for a second time. I could tell he was close, but I couldn't let him show me up. I clenched my walls around him and met him stroke for stroke. "Baby you can't do that. Ahhhhh.....You feel so good Olivia, I can't hold it any longer" I pressed my lips against his as he released everything he was holding in. We stood there, still intertwined in silence for a moment as reality set in. I didn't know what to say. I had just slept with a married man, a married man who's wife I had operated on several times. "Yohan" I said it more like a question. He gently sat me down on my feet and pulled the rest of the ripped dress down. "Let's get cleaned up" He grabbed my hands and took me up the stairs as if he had been here before. He opened a few doors before he found my master bathroom and I was too in shock to assist. Yohan tested the waters before he stepped in and grabbed my hand to follow. The hot water was a saving grace to the pain I was feeling. "She hated that movie! She felt like Tom Hanks should have saved John Coffee" I laughed as I told Yohan all the good and bad memories with my grandmother. I giggled until I cried and then I would repeat. We sat in the tub for hours, pruned up and clean already, running hot water in the tub everytime warm turned into freezing. "She was my best friend. She didn't even get mad" I was now crying again after laughing about the time she taught me how to fry chicken and I set her kitchen on fire. I sat in between Yohans legs as he put kisses along my jaw line. "I know. It's okay baby I know. Let it out" I cried uncontrollably, to the point where I was throwing up in the toilet and Yohan rubbed my back and put a cool towel on my neck. I don't think I would have been able to make it through without him. "Yohan listen I- "What the hell is going on in here?! Yohan immediately jumped up with nothing but a towel around his waist. "Daddy?" I was thankful that I emptied my blatter already because I would definitely have yellow colored carpet. My dad looked at me as if I was the dirt on the bottom of his shoe. "Really Liv?! Your grandmother dies and the first thing you do is go screw someone. Is that how you deal with this?" My tongue dried up and I could feel my teeth chattering although I wasn't cold. "Answer me!" "Daddy I- "Daddy nothing! You weren't answering me or you mother. Hell even Monica tried calling you. I figured you were upset so I decided to come check on you. I rang your doorbell for fifteen minutes! I can see why you were too busy!" He looked at Yohan, who was just as frozen as I was without utter disgust. "And you are a pathetic excuse of a man, your wife has been going through it for the past few years and hear you are preying on another woman grief! You ain't nothing but a pervert!" Yohans frowned deepened "Wait a second Dr.Pearson!" My dad turned around with flames in his eyes. "You can't say anything to me. Absolutely nothing." He then turned his attention back to me. "How you sleep with a man with his wife's name as big as day on his chest!" My stomach started to hurt. "Daddy- "Why the hell are you still here?" I massaged my temples lightly. "Daddy stop!" I screamed until I felt my throat burn. He looked at me with the same disappointing eyes. " I passed out after I found out....after.....after I found out I passed out in the middle of the street. Yohan took care of me" My dad nodded his head in understanding. "So you slept with him as a thank you?" My eyebrows raised and I started to give him a piece of my mind but Yohan beat me to it. "Dr.Pearson I understand you're grieving but- My father slammed his fist into Yohans nose and blood immediately gushed out. "I asked you not to speak. You have no right to say anything" Yohan cupped his nose to keep the blood running on the floor "Because you lost your mother, I'm going to let you get away with that, but please hear me when I say it won't happen again" "Daddy leave! Get out, you're making everything worse" I sobbed loudly while I held a rag to his nose. "I'm not going anywhere, I still pay your mortgage on this damn condo. Kick this negro out before I have him locked out Olivia!" I looked at Yohan with tear filled eyes and he smiled gently. "It's okay. Call me if you need me.....I don't care what the issue is" The words were for me but he looked directly at my father. He then walked down the stairs and grabbed his clothes, once I heard him pull off I looked at my father
"Daddy" He shook his head and slammed the door behind him, leaving me completely alone.