Page 49 of No Mane, No Gain
She couldn’t have stopped her body if she’d wanted to. She’d lost all control over her mind, body, and ability to breathe.
He spread her legs, placing one to either side of him and then slowly pulling his cock out and rubbing it over her mound. “I like this. Our mingled scents all over you.”
He groaned and brought his face over to hers, giving in to a wild, hungry kiss. “That’s right. My scent is what belongs on you. My lips all over your body.”
She took a breath and tried to stop the giddiness from taking over. She was living the dream and she didn’t want to wake up. Not when she had Chaos doing such amazing things to her body and showing her so much love and concern.
Two days later,as Olive packed her bags for their return trip, she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. The weekend had been... well, if she were reviewing it for her vlog, she’d definitely give it five stars. Multiple times.
“What’s got you grinning like that?” Chaos asked, coming up behind her to wrap his arms around her waist.
Olive leaned back into his embrace, relishing the warmth of his body against hers. “Oh, you know. Just thinking about what an amazing trip this has been. My followers are going to lose their minds when I tell them about it.”
Chaos pressed a soft kiss to her neck. “Speaking of your followers, have you decided how much you want to share about us?”
Olive turned in his arms, looping her own around his neck. “I was thinking we could do a little reveal video together. Nothing too over the top, but enough to make it official. If you’re comfortable with that, of course.”
“I think that sounds perfect,” Chaos smiled. “Though I have to warn you, I’m not used to being in front of the camera. You might have to coach me through it.”
Olive’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll make sure you look good. Can’t have my followers thinking I landed anything less than a total dreamboat, can I?”
Chaos laughed, pulling her in for a kiss. “Whatever you say,bella. I’m all yours.”
As they boarded the jet for their return flight, Olive couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness. The past few days had been like a fairy tale, and part of her wasn’t ready for it to end.
But as she settled into her seat, Chaos’s hand finding hers, she realized something. The fairy tale wasn’t ending. In many ways, it was just beginning.
“So,” Chaos said, his thumb tracing lazy circles on the back of her hand. “What’s next for us?”
Olive smiled, leaning her head on his shoulder. “Well, I was thinking we could start with dinner at my place. I make a mean lasagna, you know.”
Chaos pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Sounds perfect. Though I have to warn you, my standards for Italian food are pretty high.”
“Oh please,” Olive scoffed playfully. “I’ll have you know my nonna’s recipe has been passed down for generations. It’ll knock your socks off.”
As the jet took off, carrying them back to New York and the realities of their everyday lives, Olive felt a sense of peace settle over her. Whatever challenges lay ahead, she knew she and Chaos would face them together.
And really, wasn’t that what all the best love stories were about?
TWENTY-FOUR
Olive’s heart raced with anticipation as she slipped on her favorite leather jacket. The tantalizing aroma of their favorite Thai restaurant wafted through her mind, making her stomach growl.
“I’m heading out to grab our dinner,” she called to Chaos, who was engrossed in a work call in the study.
He poked his head out, concern etching his brow. “I can go with you once I wrap this up. It’ll only be a few more minutes.”
Olive waved him off with a smile. “It’s fine, I could use the fresh air. I’ll be right back before you know it.”
She planted a quick kiss on his cheek, savoring the warmth of his skin and the faint scent of his cologne. “Don’t work too hard, lion man. I expect your full attention when I return.”
Chaos grinned, his eyes twinkling. “You always have my full attention.”
The cool evening air nipped at Olive’s cheeks as she strode down the sidewalk, her heels clicking a steady rhythm. The streets were quieter than usual, the fading sunlight casting long shadows across the pavement.
As she passed a narrow alley, a sudden movement caught her eye. Before she could react, strong hands grabbed her arms,yanking her into the darkness. Olive’s heart leaped into her throat, a gasp escaping her lips as she found herself face-to-face with two burly men.
“Let go of me!” she demanded, struggling against their iron grip.