"Seriously? You only got here just a few days ago," Olivia sounded disappointed. "Why do you have to leave already..?"
Alan had his arms around her waist and laughed, watching the girl pouting up at him.
"How sad will you be?" He asked curiously and pressed a kiss to her pout.
Olivia sighed and shook her head. "No. No, you're right, though. You do need to go. Your wife."
She stepped away from him and smiled sadly at him.
What if he leaves and never comes back?
Alan nodded and said nothing more. Olivia sighed, now worried that she had made him upset. She looked up at his face and felt her heart drop.
"Alan? Are you crying?" she asked as she moved closer and placed a hand on his cheek.
He looked at her and laughed pitifully.
"Olivia.. Dearest.. I'm sorry if this situation is hard on you.. I promise that soon I will be able to have more time with you." He said, his hands resting on her shoulders.
"Why don't you come back with me? I can get you a place to stay for a while. I can see you every day if that's what you want?" He added after a few seconds.
Olivia smiled sadly and pressed her forehead against his chest. "Alan.. I'll just be in the way. I don't want to make your life hard, really."
"Olivia. Just say you will?"
Her heart fluttered and she looked up at him again and nodded.
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Olivia had barely packed a suitcase yet and Alan was already all over her. His hands had made their way up the back of her shirt as she stood in the closet, looking through clothes.
"Alan, you're distracting me," she giggled and pushed back against him.
This only made his hands move more. He moved them around and ran his fingers over her belly. She giggled more and wiggles back against him.
"Alan!!!"
She turned around and pushed him back slightly, laughing and he smirked. She stared up at him, biting her lower lip and watching him. He grabbed her wrists and held them against his chest.
"Now that I have your attention..." he murmured as he leaned down and began kissing up her neck.
Olivia blushed and closed her eyes. Her breath caught in her throat and she made a small sound. "Can... Can we go to the bed please.." she whispered.
Alan laughed a bit as he grabbed her up into his arms and took her to the bed. He hovered over her and straddled her hips, holding her down on the mattress.
"Take your shirt off Alan.." Olivia whispered, blushing a bright red as she reached up and popped a button loose. "Please?"
Alan sat up and finished unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off. He watched Olivia and smirked as he tugged her shirt up over her head, pleased that there was no bra beneath.
Olivia wiggles out from under him and slipped under the blanket, curling up and giggling. Alan pulled the blanket over him and pulled her close to his body as she squealed.
"Ahhh!!! No," she laughed and tucked her head under the blanket. She smirked as she reached for the zip on his trousers and undid it.
Moments later, Alan let out a soft moan and peaked under the blanket at her. He moaned again at the sight of her between his legs, her lips wrapped so tightly around him.
