Distractions (The Rebound Series) (5 page)

Fuck
.

Olivia felt like her body was on fire.

Gazing at Alex from the foot of her bed had her practically panting with desire.
 
He was laying on his back, naked, his thick shaft pulsing against his belly.
 
Even from his position, he stared at her with dark, heated eyes, making her shiver in anticipation.

She wanted to find out how far she could push him.
 
Alex liked to be in control.
 
Now, she wanted to be.
 
Desperately
.

After the surprise visit from Miles, Olivia hadn’t expected to feel the surge of power she experienced.
 
When she first saw him, she had felt nothing but fury.
 
No lingering emotions.
 
Just pure anger that he would even come to her door.

It was a relief.
 
She had feared that she would still feel pain if she saw him.
 
Miles still looked familiar to her, from his clothes to his blonde hair to his voice, but beyond that, there was nothing left.
 
And since her break-up, Olivia finally felt free.
 
Seeing him cut the last of the ties between them.

And now, looking down at the devilishly handsome man naked and ready on her bed, Olivia fully intended to explore that freedom.

“Put your hands on the headboard.
 
And don’t move them,” she instructed slowly, her own sex throbbing at the command.
 
She bit her lip as she watched him do as she asked.
 
He threaded his strong hands between the bars on her headboard, gripping them so tightly she saw the whites of his knuckles even from this distance.

She trailed a finger down her belly to the patch of soft curls between her thighs, stopping there to stroke her cleft.
 
“Fuck, Liv,” Alex growled softly, visible beads of moisture gathering at his tip as he watched.
 
His forearms tensed, the muscles bulging as he gripped the bars even harder.

Oh yes
, she intended to push him very far tonight.

She hadn’t felt him inside her since Sunday and she wanted to savor every moment.

A soft moan escaped her lips as she found her clit, brushing it softly with the pads of her fingers.
 
“Are you going to let me pay you for the food?” she asked, her lids lowered as desire washed over her.

“No,” he answered honestly, his eyes so dark they appeared black.
 
His chest rose and fell quickly, his cock throbbing in arousal.
 
Olivia’s mouth actually watered as she gazed at it.

“Then what can I do to pay you back?” she asked, her throat tight, her voice breathless.

Alex groaned, “Oh, the possibilities are endless, darling.
 
I’m sure we can think of something.”
 
His sensual voice was rough and husky, just the way Olivia liked it.
 
It sent another thrill of pleasure racing through her body just listening to him.

“Like what?” she asked, bringing her other hand up to play with her breasts.
 
Alex let out a sharp breath, his hips rising a bit off the bed in automatic response.

“You can climb up here so I can get a taste of you,” he suggested roughly, his voice bordering on broken.

Olivia was already shaking her head even though the idea tantalized her.
 
“I was thinking more along the lines of pleasuring
you
.”

“That
would
pleasure me,” he countered, never taking his eyes off her ministrations.
 
She stopped suddenly as she placed one knee on her bed, hopping up to straddle his strong legs.
 
She gazed down at his hardened shaft, the head an angry red, as she stroked her fingers lightly up and down his thighs.
 
“You’re killing me, darling,” Alex breathed.

He hissed when she ran a fingertip up the length of him, his hips thrusting up to meet her touch.
 
Olivia watched, completely in awe of this man and the pure masculine power of him.

But right now, she held the reins to that power.
 
The level of confidence she felt at that thought was something she had never experienced before.

Olivia reached down between her thighs to resume her stroking.
 
One of Alex’s hands lifted off the bar of her headboard quickly and stretched out towards her.
 
But she gripped the base of his shaft tightly and reprimanded him.
 
“I said don’t move your hands.”

A strangled sound erupted from his chest, but he obediently returned his hand to her headboard.
 
Olivia smiled in satisfaction and began to stroke his length, appreciating the hot velvet in her hand.
 
Flipping her dried hair to one side of her head, she leaned down to kiss the tip of him, softly dragging her lips over the sensitive head.
 
Alex threw his head back, gritting his teeth together and exposing the corded column of his throat.

Olivia slowly worked his shaft in her mouth while she gazed up at Alex.
 
His eyes were intense and completely focused on her.
 
She attempted to take as much of him as she could, but the sheer size of him made it almost impossible for her.

She continued to torture him until she was completely drenched between her legs and he was begging her to stop.
 
Panting, he pleaded, “Stop, babe.
 
I’m right there.
 
I’m gonna come any second.”

She lifted her lips off him and smiled.
 
“I think you can take a little more,” she murmured before returning to his shaft.

“Oh,
fuck
, Liv.
 
Stop, please!” he groaned loudly, his eyes screwed tightly shut.
 
“Shit, shit, shit,” he muttered.
 
But not once did he remove his hands from the headboard even as he writhed underneath her.

His body was completely tense, every muscle bulging as he attempted to control himself.
 
When Olivia finally surrendered and lifted her mouth off him, he was breathing heavily, a gleam of sweat evident on his chest and abdomen from the exertion of his control.

“Condom?” she whispered to him.

His eyes snapped open and he scorched her with their intensity.
 
“Wallet,” he bit out, his voice guttural.
 
Olivia swung her legs over him to plant her feet on the floor, her legs unsteady as fierce longing burned in her chest.
 
She crouched down next to his slacks, searching for the condom in his black leather wallet.
 
When she found it, she ripped open the small silver package and climbed back over him.

He hissed out a breath as she slowly unraveled the condom down his thick erection, glaring at her when her finger lingered longer than necessary.
 
She smiled as she got into position over him, guiding his shaft to her slick entrance as his hands flexed on the bars once again.

Ever so slowly, she lowered herself down on him, inch by inch, until he was seated fully inside her.
 
Olivia gasped as he stretched her, his length sliding deliciously against her walls.

His hips bucked suddenly and Olivia rested her hands behind her on his thighs to steady herself.
 
Then she started moving over him and he groaned at the sensation.

While she thrust herself up and down, Alex repositioned himself, placing his feet flat on the bed so Olivia could lean back on his thighs.
 
But it also gave him more control, which he proved when he started driving into her sheath.

“
God
, Liv,” he said.
 
“You’re soaked.”
 
She answered him with a moan as his pace picked up.

I won’t last long
, Olivia thought, dazed.
 
Their foreplay had been too intense.
 
Olivia could already feel the sharp stings of pleasure that signaled her impending orgasm.

They gazed steadily at one another, even as Olivia came undone.
 
Her moans filled the air as her walls clenched violently around him, pleasure spreading to every part of her body, overwhelming her with its intensity.

A few wild thrusts later and Alex joined her.

Olivia collapsed on Alex’s chest as he continued to thrust inside her softly, thoroughly exhausted and sated.
 
Alex removed his hands from the bar and tilted her head up, bringing his lips to hers for a slow kiss.

His body stilled inside hers and his head flopped back on her pillows as he caught his breath.
 
“You blow my mind, Liv.
 
Every fucking time,” he murmured tiredly.

Olivia smiled, “Glad to be of service.”

He glanced down at her, his eyes gleaming with warning, “But you’ll pay for that later.”

“I’ll be looking forward to it,” she whispered, kissing his lips softly as he slid slowly from her body.
 
Olivia frowned, wanting him to stay deep inside her, but he had to dispose of the condom soon.
 
He maneuvered himself out from underneath her and she watched as he walked towards her bathroom.

Biting her lip, she mentally made a note to make an appointment with her doctor for birth control.

Alex returned a few moments later and slid into bed with her.
 
She wrapped an arm around his waist, laying her head on his chest.
 
She felt like one big heap of satisfaction and cuddling up to Alex after mind-blowing sex only added to that feeling.

They didn’t speak for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.

But Alex finally broke the silence.
 
“Do you remember that first night when we went out to dinner?”

Olivia glanced up at him and smiled teasingly, “You mean the dinner you dragged me to?”

“I wouldn’t put it like that,” Alex replied, his eyes crinkling with faint amusement.
 
But his face turned serious again.
 
“Do you remember when I said I was okay with being your rebound?”
 
Olivia tensed but nodded against his bare chest, wondering where he was going with this line of conversation.
 
Alex paused before gruffly saying, “Well, I’m not okay with it anymore, Olivia.
 
I don’t want to just be the guy you’re having sex with.
 
Do you understand?”

Olivia’s heart fluttered in her chest.

There it was.
 
How he felt about her.
 
She tried to prevent her smile but failed miserably as she looked up at his almost grim expression.
 
But his face softened as he continued to gaze down at her.
 
“Complications?” she whispered.
 
He nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear softly, and she grinned.
 
“It just means we’re doing something right, remember?”
 
Alex smiled when she reminded him of what he had told her that night at dinner.

He brought his hand to her cheek, running the pads of his fingertips down the length of her jaw before lightly touching her lips.
 
“Just you and me, Olivia.
 
No one else,” he murmured softly, the air quiet around them.

Olivia leaned up and gave him a quick kiss.
 
“Okay,” she whispered, smiling.

“You’re bringing a date?” Olivia’s mom asked slowly over the phone the next morning.
 
“Like a serious date?
 
Or a one-time date?”

“It’s serious, mom.
 
I’m bringing him this weekend, so you can meet him then,” Olivia replied, her phone balanced between her ear and shoulder as she set out dry ingredients for the first batch of the day.

“Are you two…in a relationship?” her mom asked.
 
Olivia could practically see the way her mom’s eyebrows furrowed in her mind’s eye.

Biting her lip to keep from smiling, she said, “Kind of.”
 
Well, more than kind of, judging by their conversation last night in bed, but her mom didn’t need to know that right now.
 
Olivia would let them meet first and then drop that bomb on her family.

It was only eight o’clock in the morning, but Olivia had some prep to do before her shop opened in a couple hours.
 
Earlier that morning, Alex had woken up around five o’clock again.
 
He had showered while she continued to sleep but he had come to kiss her goodbye, asking her to stay the weekend again at his house.
 
She had sleepily yet happily agreed.
 
And today was Friday, which meant she would be able to see him right after work.

“And when did you meet him?” her mom asked curiously, yet hesitantly.

“A couple weeks ago,” she replied.
 
When she said it out loud it seemed surreal to her.
 
She felt as though she had known him for much longer than that.
 
The connection she felt with him was unlike anything she had experienced before.
 
“His name is Alex.
 
Alex Matlock.”

“Hmm,” her mom replied.

Uh oh.
 
That was her disapproving sound.

Olivia paused and dusted flour from her hands, leaning against the counter as she prepared herself mentally for a lecture.
 
“What is it?” she asked, sighing.

“Well, honey, it’s just that you and Miles only recently broke up.
 
Are you sure you’re ready for something else right now?”

“Mom, it’s been almost a month.
 
And trust me when I say that there are no lingering feelings for Miles whatsoever.
 
I swear,” she mumbled.