was a powerful piece and had a hidden meaning. It expressed what he meant to me, and I was afraid he might not see that. “Wow, Jade,” he gasped, studying it. “I love it. It’s a very sexual, yet loving piece.”
“It’s called The Lovers Embrace .”
“You bought this to symbolize us, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” I whispered, fighting the tears that were stinging my eyes. Why did loving him hurt so much?
“Oh, Beautiful, don’t cry,” he soothed, pulling me into his arms. “It’s my birthday. You can’t cry.”
“I’m just so happy,” I whimpered, holding him tight. “I don’t ever want this bubble to burst.”
“It won’t. You’re it for me. I’ll never want anyone else. We will never break.”
“You sound so sure of yourself.”
“Do you have any idea what you mean to me?” he sighed, shaking his head. “You’ve enriched my life, Jade. I meant what I said when you came back. This is for keeps.” He pulled me toward him, kissing me deeply before muttering against my lips, “You better finish dinner. I’m getting the urge to molest you, especially considering what you’re wearing. Those heels would look good hanging over my shoulders.”
“I was going to put a sexy red dress on to match them. You’re the one who told me not to change.”
“I think it was a wise choice,” he purred, moving to undo the belt on my robe.
“Oh, no you don’t. You sit down and drink some wine. I’ll bring the food out now,” I ordered, sternly. To my surprise, Oliver listened to me and took a seat.
The steak went over really well. He even enjoyed the potatoes. I couldn’t mistake the sexual charge around us, though, throughout the meal. It had been hours since I’d felt his touch.
“What’s for dessert?” His voice was laced with sex as he spoke.
“I’ve melted some chocolate for fondue. I thought we could take it upstairs?”
“Melted chocolate? What about whipped cream to go with it?” I knew where he was going with this, and my body began to convulse at the thought of his tongue all over me, tasting me, licking cream and chocolate off my body. “Where has your mind gone, Jade?” Oliver chuckled, snapping me from my daydream.
“We have syrup, too,” I smiled seductively.
“Umm…I think we can do something with all of those, but we’re not doing it upstairs. I’ve been dying to fuck you on a table all day, so that’s what we’re doing.”
“But it’s cold out here, I…”
“I don’t mean this table, Jade. I have another larger one inside, remember?” Holy shit! Oliver was going to fuck me on the table that once belonged to English Royalty.
I followed him back inside the apartment, my blood pumping with excitement. It may have been Oliver’s birthday, but I was going to enjoy this, too.
“You wait here,” he whispered, pushing me against the large table before undoing the tie to my robe and exposing my red underwear. “I’m going to enjoy this gift,” he said with a wink, licking his lips.
I backed myself up onto the table, letting my legs dangle over the edge. Oliver came back a few moments later with his hands full.
“Why do I feel like this gift is for me more than for you?”
“You know that isn’t true. I’m about to eat the best meal I could ever wish for on this table.” Instantly, I was aroused. “But first, I need you naked.” He never liked to mess around. After quickly unhooking my bra, he slid it down my arms and off my body. I went to reach for his sweats, but he pulled away, shaking his head. “I’m not getting naked yet. If you free my cock, I’ll want to slam into you right away.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” I giggled, playing with his waistband.
“With what I have planned, yes,” he smoldered, capturing his lips with mine. I groaned into his mouth as I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him toward me. “I need you to lay back, Beautiful,” he whispered against my lips, pulling on my bottom one with his
“It’s called The Lovers Embrace .”
“You bought this to symbolize us, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” I whispered, fighting the tears that were stinging my eyes. Why did loving him hurt so much?
“Oh, Beautiful, don’t cry,” he soothed, pulling me into his arms. “It’s my birthday. You can’t cry.”
“I’m just so happy,” I whimpered, holding him tight. “I don’t ever want this bubble to burst.”
“It won’t. You’re it for me. I’ll never want anyone else. We will never break.”
“You sound so sure of yourself.”
“Do you have any idea what you mean to me?” he sighed, shaking his head. “You’ve enriched my life, Jade. I meant what I said when you came back. This is for keeps.” He pulled me toward him, kissing me deeply before muttering against my lips, “You better finish dinner. I’m getting the urge to molest you, especially considering what you’re wearing. Those heels would look good hanging over my shoulders.”
“I was going to put a sexy red dress on to match them. You’re the one who told me not to change.”
“I think it was a wise choice,” he purred, moving to undo the belt on my robe.
“Oh, no you don’t. You sit down and drink some wine. I’ll bring the food out now,” I ordered, sternly. To my surprise, Oliver listened to me and took a seat.
The steak went over really well. He even enjoyed the potatoes. I couldn’t mistake the sexual charge around us, though, throughout the meal. It had been hours since I’d felt his touch.
“What’s for dessert?” His voice was laced with sex as he spoke.
“I’ve melted some chocolate for fondue. I thought we could take it upstairs?”
“Melted chocolate? What about whipped cream to go with it?” I knew where he was going with this, and my body began to convulse at the thought of his tongue all over me, tasting me, licking cream and chocolate off my body. “Where has your mind gone, Jade?” Oliver chuckled, snapping me from my daydream.
“We have syrup, too,” I smiled seductively.
“Umm…I think we can do something with all of those, but we’re not doing it upstairs. I’ve been dying to fuck you on a table all day, so that’s what we’re doing.”
“But it’s cold out here, I…”
“I don’t mean this table, Jade. I have another larger one inside, remember?” Holy shit! Oliver was going to fuck me on the table that once belonged to English Royalty.
I followed him back inside the apartment, my blood pumping with excitement. It may have been Oliver’s birthday, but I was going to enjoy this, too.
“You wait here,” he whispered, pushing me against the large table before undoing the tie to my robe and exposing my red underwear. “I’m going to enjoy this gift,” he said with a wink, licking his lips.
I backed myself up onto the table, letting my legs dangle over the edge. Oliver came back a few moments later with his hands full.
“Why do I feel like this gift is for me more than for you?”
“You know that isn’t true. I’m about to eat the best meal I could ever wish for on this table.” Instantly, I was aroused. “But first, I need you naked.” He never liked to mess around. After quickly unhooking my bra, he slid it down my arms and off my body. I went to reach for his sweats, but he pulled away, shaking his head. “I’m not getting naked yet. If you free my cock, I’ll want to slam into you right away.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” I giggled, playing with his waistband.
“With what I have planned, yes,” he smoldered, capturing his lips with mine. I groaned into his mouth as I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him toward me. “I need you to lay back, Beautiful,” he whispered against my lips, pulling on my bottom one with his
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