Olivia

Chapter 27 (Olivia's POV)

I feel like a kid in a candy store because of what Simone has said to me. I don't want to put her on the spot anymore, so I offer to let her see my place.

I pull into my driveway, and she is right behind me. I get out and lean against the door of my car. She walks towards me. I can't help but stare. I know she knows I'm checking her out. She'd be blind not to.

She gets close, and I blow into my gum. She shakes her head at me.

"Fine, fine."

I take it from my mouth and put it in a wrapper.

I walk ahead, and she follows me inside.
I give her a quick tour of my place, and we come back to my small kitchen. She is admiring the cabinets. I like them, too.
I hold out a soda in her direction, and she takes it, leaning against my counters.

"Well?"

"It's beautiful. I feel bad that I didn't get you a gift for your place."

"Don't be silly. That's ok. You don't have to get me anything."

"But I want to. I will still get you something."

I look at her as she takes a sip of soda. I keep looking at her. I know I'm making her a bit uncomfortable.

"I know what you can give me," I say in my sexiest voice.

It seems like she doesn't trust herself to speak. She says nothing. I push away from where I am, walking towards her. She, immediately, starts playing with her fingers. I know enough to know she does that when she is nervous. I put both arms on either side of her, and I lean in very close. She hangs her head, trying to avoid me.

I whisper right next to her ear, "what is it you feel now?"

She doesn't reply. She just exhales.

"I know you are feeling something. I see the way you are twirling your fingers."

She stops and drop them to her side, causing her to look up at me.

I lick my lips, "one kiss. That's all I want."

Her eyes go to my lips, and I know she wants them on hers as much as I want hers on mine. I lean in close, and as she is about to react, I pull away and smile.
I see her gripping the counters at the side of her body. I do it again, brushing my lips against hers this time, and she opens them a little to accept my kiss. I pull back once more, teasing her.

"Olivia..."

Saying my name like that, I can't deny her anymore. I kiss her lips tenderly. I can taste the soda on her lips, and I crush my body to hers. There is no room between us, and I search for her tongue with mine. She releases a low moan, and it heightens all my senses.

"I want you..." I say against her lips.

She bites my lower lip in response, and I lift her ass up on my counter. My hand goes to her blouse, and I push it up, running my hands on her bare stomach.
I'm kissing along her shoulder, and she bites my neck. It's my turn to call out her name.

"Simone..."

My hand slides back down her stomach, to her waistband, tugging, wanting to take them off. She feels what I am doing, and it seems to make her snap back to reality.

She grabs my hands, chest heaving, breathing heavily, "stop...please."

I stay lodged between her legs, breathing just as heavily, not wanting this moment to end yet.

"Stay with me," I say.

She leans in, kisses my lips, and then tries to fix her clothes on the way to the door.
She doesn't even say goodbye. She is out the door.