Chapter Thirty-Six

Beau

 

My cock was hard when I opened my eyes.

I’d spent the night dreaming of Olivia, and even though I’d jacked off in the shower before I’d gone to bed, it hadn’t completely relieved me of how badly I wanted her. I gripped my cock under the sheets, moving my hand back and forth quickly as I thought about her mouth sucking me off and the way her breasts had pressed against my chest.

Fuck, she was hot, and I’d barely been able to see her clearly. I wondered if I could sneak into her bedroom. I looked over at my alarm clock: six a.m. Mom and Dad would be up already, so there was no way I could bang her. They’d easily hear her shouts down the corridor. I grinned at my cocky thoughts. I’d bet money that Olivia was a screamer. The way she’d been panting and biting my chest when I fingered her had shown me that she could be pretty vocal. And that had only been one finger inside her. If she was filled with all of me, she’d be fucking begging me to take her to the edge. And oh, how badly I wanted to do that. My hands moved up and down quickly, and I was close to coming when there was a knock on the door.

“Fuck,” I muttered. I really needed to start construction on my own place. The knocking came again. “Yes?” I shouted.

The door opened slowly. Olivia walked into my bedroom in her nightgown. I could see she still had no bra on, and I wondered if she had on any underwear. Was she deliberately trying to turn me on?

“Morning.” She closed the door behind her slowly and moved closer to the bed.

“Morning.” I sat up. She was avoiding eye contact with me. Her hair was messy, and her lips looked puffy, as if she’d been well kissed the night before. I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the bed.

“What are you doing?” She gasped as I pulled her down for a kiss.

“What you came here for,” I said, pressing my lips against hers. “Slightly surprised you popped in, but your wish is my command.”

“No, that’s not why I came here.” She shook her head. “I came to tell you that we have to pretend last night never happened.”

“What?”

“I don’t want Amelia and Ranger thinking I’m some sort of whore.”

I suppressed a groan. “It’s not like we fucked.”

“Yes, but . . . you know . . .”

“What?” I brushed my fingers against her nipples through the sheer fabric of her nightgown.

“Beau.”

I stroked her cheek. “Did you sleep well?” I asked her as she shifted slightly on the side of the bed.

“I did, thank you. You?”

“You don’t have to be so polite, Olivia. We know each other pretty well now—intimately, actually.” I grinned as she blushed. “Not as intimately as I would have liked, though.”

“You can’t say things like that, Beau.”

“I can’t say things like what? I can’t tease you?”

“No, you can’t tease me.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’ll forget, and you’ll tease me and say something like that in front of your parents. And oh my gosh, what would they think of me?”

“Do you care?”

“Yes, I care.” She rolled her eyes at me. “I haven’t even been here a week yet and—p”

“And we went swimming in the creek. You had fun, right?”

“Yeah, I had a lot of fun. But I also only had my panties on.”

“Well, I only had my boxers on.”

“But then my panties came off.”

“And my boxers came off.”

“Then I was on my knees, and you know . . .”

“But you didn’t finish sucking me off. You didn’t swallow my cum. So does that even count? It’s not like I bent you over and fucked you, Olivia.” I could feel my cock spring up at the words. I could imagine bending her over the bed and taking her from behind.

“I know, but . . .”

“But what?”

“I’m just saying that I don’t think they should know.”

“How about I go into the kitchen and say, ‘Hey, guess what Mom and Dad? Last night I worked up a really big appetite for breakfast because last night—’”

“No, stop it!” She slapped my shoulder playfully. “It’s not that you would say something like that. I don’t want anything to slip out by mistake.”

“Oh, I don’t think it would slip out at all. Once it’s in, it’s in.”

“Beau, you know that’s not what I’m talking about.”

“Fine. I’ll make sure I don’t tell my mom or dad anything or tease you in front of them. On one condition.”

“What’s the condition?” She looked at me suspiciously.

“Well, if you don’t trust me, I’m not even going to say.”

“Beau!”

“Get into bed with me,” I said softly, pulling her toward me.

“What?” She shook her head.

“Just fifteen minutes.”

“No, I can’t.”

“I know you want to, Olivia. Don’t you?”

“I mean, I don’t know.” She looked away.

“Come on,” I said. “It would have been nice if you’d actually spent the night with me.”

“That would have been a bad idea.” She grinned at me. “I don’t think we would’ve gotten much sleep.”

“Ah, maybe I would have liked to not get much sleep. Come on, Olivia. Fifteen minutes.” I needed to feel her body next to me. I just needed to taste and touch her one more time before I had to go off to work for the day.

It was a bad idea, of course. My mom could come to the door. My dad could come to the door, or one of my brothers. And I knew they wouldn’t keep their mouth shut, though I wasn’t about to tell Olivia that.

“Fine,” she said. “Just for a moment.” She pulled the duvet back, got into the bed next to me, and rested her head on my chest. I grinned as I ran my hands up the side of her legs. “What are you doing?” She shifted.

“What do you think I’m doing?” I reached up under her nightgown and moved my fingers up her inner thighs.

“Beau,” she said.

My fingers made their way to the apex of her legs. “No panties.” I groaned when I felt how wet she was for me. “You’re horny for me, aren’t you?”

She slipped a hand into my boxers and gripped my cock. “I guess you’re still hard for me.”

“You are a tease, aren’t you, Olivia?” I gazed at her, at the seductive look on her face, the way she was biting down at her lower lip. “Is that why you came here this morning, to tease me?”

“No.” She gave me a sly smile. “I honestly came to tell you that I don’t want your parents to know anything. You’re the one that wanted me to get into the bed with you.”

I grabbed her and rolled her on top of me. Her eyes widened, but she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

She was now sitting on my lap, and I could feel her wetness seeping through my boxer shorts. If I shifted even just slightly, my cock would fall out of the slit in the front of my boxers and be between her legs. With one move, I could be inside her. We both knew it. All it would take was a shift of positions and we’d be fucking. She sucked on my lower lip and moved her hips back and forth. I closed my eyes as I reached up to play with her breasts.

I wanted her so badly, more than I’d ever wanted anyone in the world. But I knew we didn’t have enough time, especially if I wanted to fuck her. I didn’t want it to be fast. I wanted to tease her for hours, just like she was teasing me. I wanted to hear her begging me and calling out my name. I wanted to prolong the sweet agony of making her wait. Because it wasn’t just her who’d be begging and hoping for it. I wanted her badly now, but I was patient. This was only the beginning. It might not be the best decision I was going to make in my life, but it was a decision I was definitely going to make.

“We should get out of bed,” I said reluctantly. “I have to take a raincheck on our ride today. I hope you don’t mind.”

She jerked back, surprised. “No, not at all. I understand.” She practically jumped out of the bed and ran for the door.

“I don’t think you do, Olivia. I have to check out the numbers on—” I paused as she opened the door. “We can go tomorrow.”

“Sure.” She nodded. “Of course. I’ll see you later.” She slipped out the door, and I cursed under my breath.

“Well, that was a train wreck.”

She’d obviously taken my words badly. We’d gone from hot to not in less than ten seconds, and I knew I was to blame. I didn’t have time to fix it right now, though. I’d had an idea for the ranch, and I needed to check on some things quickly. I didn’t want to say anything, because I wasn’t the sort of man to say something I couldn’t guarantee or didn’t mean.

I’d explain it to Olivia later, and hopefully she’d understand that the fact that I didn’t want to go riding with her had nothing to do with her. And the fact that we hadn’t had sex had everything to do with me working on a solution to both of our problems.