Page 6 of Bunny Vibes
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Spencer
Iknew I should stop laughing. Olivia was likely mortified and ready to bolt. Taking more deep breaths, I tried to calm down and grabbed onto Olivia’s hand, just in case she tried to leave. Once I had some control, I lifted her it to my lips and kissed the silky skin. With my free I wiped away the moisture around my eyes so I could see her face. I was relieved that she didn’t seem angry. She looked more amused than anything.
“Yeah, yeah,” she grumbled good-naturedly. “I get the irony.”
“You are so fucking adorable, baby,” I told her with one last chortle.
“So . . . you’re not disappointed that I’m a virgin?” she asked hesitantly.
That sobered me up real fast, and I scooted her back onto my lap so I could wrap my arms around her. Damn, she felt so good there. “Never crossed my mind, Olivia,” I answered honestly. “I was more focused on all the fun we’re going to have introducing you to your dirty side.”
Olivia snickered and blushed— something I would never have guessed to be a huge fucking turn on for me. “What makes you think I have a dirty side?”
I grinned and dropped a hand down to pat her magnificent ass. “Trust me, baby. All that sass comes from a wicked place. The same one that makes your brown eyes turn to melted chocolate every time I say something dirty to you.”
“Like what?” She practically squeaked her question, and twin spots of color stained her cheeks. I might have laughed if I wasn’t so focused on all the filthy things I wanted to say to her.
My eyes dropped to her generous chest, and my mouth watered as I watched her nipples harden and poke through her blouse. “Like how fucking sexy your big tits are. How I dream about squeezing them, tasting them, and fucking them.” I licked my lips and dropped my gaze to the hem of her skirt. When I trailed two fingers from her knee to her thigh, dragging the material up, her breath caught in her throat. “Or how I’m dying to taste you. To eat you until you are screaming my name before I bury my big dick in your tight, virgin pussy.”
Shit. I was about ten seconds from dragging Olivia into the bedroom like a caveman and fucking her like his inner animal. The only thing that stopped me was knowing that I had to tread carefully since Olivia was a virgin.
“Talk is cheap, you know,” Olivia quipped with a sly smile, which was all the cuter since she was still blushing.
“Baby, you can’t say things like that to me right now,” I groaned, burying my face in her hair. I took a very deep, prolonged breath, and attempted to put a leash on my desire. “I’m barely hanging on.”
“So why not just let yourself go?”
“Because we’ve only just met, remember?” I was teasing, but my tone was gritty from the effort it took to keep myself in check.
Olivia giggled, and her ass wiggled in my lap, causing me to grunt from pain as my cock hardened even more. Which I hadn’t thought was possible.
“Normally, I’m not the kind of girl to put out on the first date. . .or you know, at all.” Spots of crimson appeared on her cheeks, and I chuckled because she was just so fucking cute. “But you seem to be the exception to the rule, Mr. Jackson. I’m pretty confident that you could sweet talk me right out of my panties.”
My hand was still resting on her thigh, and at her words, I instinctively brushed a finger over the fabric covering her sex. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered. “You’re soaked, baby.” My heart was pounding, and there was a roaring in my ears from the blood rushing to my groin. “We haven’t even had a first date, Olivia,” I reminded her gruffly. I was determined to be a gentleman. This wasn’t a one-night stand or a fling for me, and I wasn’t going to treat her as though it was.
She thought for a minute; her plump lips turned down in a cute pout. Then suddenly, they spread into a cunning smile. “When was the last time you ordered room service?”
I watched her warily as I answered. “This morning.”
A triumphant gleam entered her pretty brown eyes. “See now? We ate at the same place, at the same time.”
I rolled my eyes. “But I didn’t take you out.”
She shrugged and lightly ran the tip of her index finger along my jaw and down over my Adam’s apple, making me shiver. “Semantics.”
“How about this? Let me take you out tonight. On a real date. And I’ll consider letting you take advantage of me afterward.”
Olivia squinted and pursed her lips for a moment. “You act like I’m trying to steal your virtue. Sheesh. You’d think it was you who was the virgin in this relationship.” Her eyes went wide and round like saucers, and she opened and closed her mouth a few times, like a fish. “Not that we are in a relationship. I mean obviously, it’s too soon. I shouldn’t have said— good grief.” Her face was flaming red as she covered it with both hands and groaned.
I swallowed back my laughter, not wanting to make her feel more awkward. Carefully, I peeled her hands away from her face and cradled it in both of mine. “When I said you were mine, I meant it, Olivia. Which means no one else for me and no one else for you.” I speared her with a look that made it very clear this was non-negotiable. “This is most definitely a relationship.”
Her kissable lips curved up into a beautiful smile. “Okay then.” Then she winked and wiggled on my lap— very much on purpose. The little tease. “Now, let’s get back to who is taking advantage of whom.”
I smacked a kiss on her delectable mouth and lifted her and set her on her feet. Then I gingerly stood up, grabbed her hand, and strolled over to the door. “The sooner I take you on a date, the sooner we can find out the answer to that question.”
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