Glow Heart

Chapter Eleven- Blake's POV

Holy hell, this girl was amazing. She could go from talking about our terrible past to making out with me on my bed in a matter of seconds.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her ever closer to me. It was taking everything in my power not to grind against her, but I successfully resisted. I kissed her back with equal fervor.

I was pretty okay before she took things into her own hands. I mean that literally. She grabbed my crotch. I moaned loudly, and she smirked into our kiss, rubbing slowly. "Olivia..." I groaned out.

"Yes, Blake?" She responded, her voice innocent. Her grip tightened, and I lost it, flipping us so she was laying down, her hair spread wildly across my pillow, and I was on top.

I tapped her shirt lightly, and she nodded. I slowly undid the buttons on the front and slid it off of her shoulders. She touched my shirt, and I broke our kiss for no more than half of a second to take it off. She ran her fingers up and down my chest, and I tapped her bra. She nodded again, and I unhooked it before sliding that off as well. I pulled my lips away from hers and moved to her chest, kissing my way down. I stopped on her collarbone, and sucked deeply, pulling the skin into my mouth.

She moaned before pulling me back up to her face so she could look me in the eyes. "Did you ever sleep with any of those girls?"

"Gods, no, baby. As I said, I only ever kissed them to make you jealous. I never went further than a kiss and maybe one boob-grab. I couldn't bear the thought of doing that with anyone but you."

"Good." She flipped us again so she could straddle me. She ducked her head down, and I felt her nose on my neck's soft spots. I moaned when she bit down lightly. She ground her lower half against mine, making me have to fight for control over myself.

A knock on the door made her pull away from me. My idiot roommate's voice rang through, "Blake, if you're going to be here, you have to help make lunch, you buffoon."

"Fuck off, Dylan. I'm with Olivia." My eyes narrowed at the door.

"You're with that girl behind closed doors? What are you doing? Hitting her some more?" There was a simultaneous smirk and tone of disgust in his voice.

I watched something in Olivia's eyes snap. She got off of me, leaving me frowning. She walked over to the door and swung it open, still shirtless. I watched Dylan's eyes widen comically and move somewhere I didn't want them to. Olivia only rolled her eyes before saying, "Are you going to continue or can I go back to foreplay with my newfound soulmate?"

"You two are soulmates?" Dylan asked, his brows furrowed.