T. Leigh - Gorgeous Chaos

He groaned, running his hands all over her body. He tore his lips away from her mouth, panting after the sudden invasion of her sweet tongue. “I will never tire of kissing you. Every kiss feels like our first kiss. Do you remember that?”

She stood up on her tiptoes and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. “How could I forget? You pinned me against my door.”

He brushed his fingers against her lips. She closed her eyes in response, remembering their first kiss. He was right. Every kiss felt the same. Every kiss forced the same reaction from her body. Every kiss ignited sparks deep within.

“Olivia,” he whispered.

“Yes,” she exhaled.

“I want to watch.”

She flung her eyes open, not understanding what he was talking about. His hands roamed her body again as he feathered kisses against her soft skin. “Last night, angel. On the phone. I want to watch you touch yourself.” She closed her eyes, relishing in the feeling of his hands on her body. “Please, love. For me.”

Her heart melted at his gentle plea. She would do anything for him if it made him happy. Pulling back, she smiled. “Okay.”

Alexander’s eyes grew wide in surprise before he crushed his lips to hers once more, moaning into her mouth as he slowly walked her back to the desk, carefully lowering her on top of it. He hovered over her, kissing her neck before exploring the rest of her body with his tongue. Grabbing her hand in his, he slowly moved it down her stomach, spreading her legs as she lay on the dark mahogany.

He guided her hand over her clit, rubbing with her, his hand on top of hers. Nuzzling against her, he dragged his tongue across her neck. “I’m going to remove my hand now, Olivia,” he said rather calmly. “I’m going to sit in the chair in the corner and watch as you make yourself come. Okay?”

Olivia moaned, entirely lost in the moment. She never thought she could be so turned on from her hand alone, but the fact that Alexander was watching as she pleasured herself set her body on fire with each stroke.

Alexander slowly walked away, sitting down in a chair a few feet away from the desk, never taking his eyes off her. “Spread your legs wider, Olivia,” he ordered. “I want to see how wet you are.”

She immediately obeyed his command, forcing her legs further apart as she continued toying with her clit. Why did it feel so good?

“Alex, I don’t know how much longer I can do this,” she said, her breathing becoming ragged.

“Does it turn you on that I’m sitting over here watching you, Olivia?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered quickly.

“Good. Look at me,” he said. She opened her eyes and glanced at him over her legs. He was stroking himself. A smile spread across her face. “Well, I couldn’t let you have all the fun,” he explained. “Now, don’t you dare stop. I want to see you come.”

“Damn it, Alex!” Olivia shouted, lying back down on the desk. “I just want to feel you inside of me,” she exhaled. “Stop teasing me like this.”

“I’m not the one teasing, Olivia. You’re doing that all by yourself,” he replied. “And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire fucking life so don’t you even think about stopping.”

Olivia moaned as she returned her fingers to her clit.

“That’s my girl,” Alexander murmured, watching the woman he loved touch herself as he continued stroking his own erection. He was ready to explode and was trying to hold back, not wanting to come before she did. Standing up, he walked over to the desk and watched as she continued rubbing. “Olivia,” he said quietly. “I’m going to come soon. Are you?”

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, nodding fervently. “Yes.” She couldn’t believe that she was ready to fall apart so quickly from her own fingers.

“Good. I want you to come and then I’m going to fuck you. Okay?” He ran his hand across her stomach, stopping at her nipple, and squeezed.

His words and hands on her body sent her over the top. She screamed out his name as she shuddered from the satisfaction that her own fingers gave her.

Alexander grabbed her legs and brought her to the edge of the desk, slamming into her.

Olivia moaned out, the orgasm still coursing through her, making her entire body tremble around him.

“God, love. You feel so fucking good.” He thrust into her as he stood against his desk. “I’ll never get enough of this beautiful pussy of yours. Tell me you like it when I fuck you hard like this,” he exhaled, his breathing labored.

“Yes,” Olivia said, her mind a blur. “I like it hard like this.” Her voice was husky as she spasmed beneath him, her orgasm never seeming to end.

“Olivia!” he moaned out, leaning over the desk and biting her nipple as his orgasm ravaged his own body.

She gently caressed his sweat-laden forehead while their breathing slowed. He turned his face to look at her. “Can I just say that may have been the hottest thing ever.” A boyish grin spread across his face.

Olivia grabbed his face and brought it to hers, kissing him full and deep. “I missed you, Mr. Burnham.”

“And I missed you, Miss Adler. Now, shower time.”

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“LIBBY!” MELANIE SHOUTED FROM the opposite side of MacFadden's when Olivia walked through the door with Alexander several hours later. She ran up to them as they made their way past the bar, hugging Olivia with a mischievous smile plastered on her face. “Don’t be mad.”

Olivia raised her eyebrows. “What are you talking about, Mel?”

“I kind of told a few friends how friggin’ awesome you are, singing and all that, and I invited them to come out tonight.”

“It’s okay. I’m used to performing in front of several hundred people. I don’t mind.” She gave her a reassuring look.

“Good. I was worried you’d go off the deep end. Don’t worry. I’ll be good tonight. Early morning tomorrow and all.”

“Are you working?” Olivia asked, a confused look on her face. Melanie usually didn’t work on the weekends.

“No. Kiera invited me to come dress shopping with you!” she exclaimed excitedly. “Bridget is coming, too, I think. Kiera figured you’d never ask anyone else to join you, and we all think that having a few different opinions would be beneficial.”

“What’s this?” Alexander asked, his interest piqued.

Olivia turned to face him. “Apparently, I’m going shopping for a wedding dress tomorrow. Kiera is hell bent on making sure I actually marry you, for some reason.”

He slung his arm around her waist. “Good. Remind me to keep her on my good side then.”

Melanie smiled at Olivia and Alexander, sighing. “You guys are too freakin’ cute together.” She looked over at the couches, her eyes meeting Tyler’s, a dreamy expression spreading across her face before she snapped back to reality. “Come. We’re all over there.”

She led the way through the bar toward a large section of couches where quite a few people Olivia had never met sat enjoying some drinks and having a good time. And amongst all of them sat Tyler, looking just as nervous as Olivia felt.

“Is Kiera here yet?” Olivia asked Melanie.

“No. Not yet. But she should be here soon, I think.”

Olivia tensed up when she saw everyone in the group eye her and Alexander as they sat down in the seats Melanie had pointed to. She still grew somewhat uneasy in social situations like this, hating how everyone stared at her because of whom she was there with.

“This is Olivia, one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world,” she said. “And this is her fiancé, Alexander Burnham. And, yes. It’s the Alexander Burnham. He’s Tyler’s big brother.” Melanie sat down, visibly bouncing in her seat, grabbing Tyler’s hand in hers.