A little submissive
Olivia had never felt the emotions she was feeling, a romantic night spent with Pedro opened up so many emotions. This was his side she had never seen before: gentle and caring, he focused on her. What made her feel special, whispering sweet words that made her yearn for him.
The way he showered her body with kisses,
“Are you in love?” Olivia asked when she regained her strength. Both were outside the balcony enjoying a beautiful night. The cool breeze blowing caused her to snuggle with him. Pedro was on top of her, massaging her thighs, kneading her flesh. Olivia shivered at the warm sensation when he leaned down and suckled on her breast.
“This is new,” Pedro muttered, his voice deep and masculine. Olivia loved it, rocking her hips while her hands rested on his shoulders.
“You'll get used… I'm sure we can work…something out,” she whispered in between chuckles when the man kept teasing her. Playing with her, he cupped her sex and massaged her gently. Olivia arched her hips craving more…he knew just how to drive her crazy…his hand worked wonders.
“I think I can't,” he chuckled and stole a kiss before Olivia could respond. He pulled back just enough for Olivia to flip him beneath her. Her sudden action caused Pedro to chuckle when she was on top of him.
“Whatever you are thinking, stop it,” he murmured, seeing how anxious she looked. Olivia smirked and straddled him, slowly she started sliding down until she climbed off him
The couch was a single-seater hence not big enough for two, but when she let Pedro sit. She climbed down and went on her knees before him. Pedro realized her intentions, a cunning smirk crept on his face when she winked at him and grabbed his cock,
“Little one… I thought someone wanted gentle things,” he whispered, not sure why she was trying to provoke him. A couple of hours ago, she said something about gentle sex. But now, she was about to do something which would automatically turn her into a submissive.
“A little naughty isn't bad,” she muttered and held his cock with both hands. Olivia was stunned at how he was so hard despite the torture he made her suffer. She still chose to provoke him. With ease, Olivia knelt comfortably. Kept his eyes on Pedro as she leaned down and kicked the tip of his cock. A warm shiver went through him as he watched in anticipation. His eyes shone with amusement. It seemed the woman had become bold. The way she was licking him. Sucking on his sacks as she trailed her tongue up his shaft and sucked on the tip.
Fisting the armrest, Olivia took him halfway in her mouth…her warm wet mouth had Pedro shifting around, he had never felt so good. And having Olivia suckle on him made him go crazy with lust.
“Sweetheart, faster,” he muttered breathlessly hating how she was teasing him, going slow that he attempted to thrust in her mouth…to fuck her and show her what happened if ever she provoked a beast…but the more he urged her to increase her pace…the more she went slower. Her little hands grasped his cock as she gave it all.
“Baby girl… that's it, ahh,” he groaned in frustration, he could no longer sit down. His body was covered in sweat and when Olivia took all of him in such that tears dripped from her eyes. Pedro couldn't keep himself as he thrust in, grabbed her head and fisted her hair and slammed her against him.
The moans from him erupted in the room, Olivia knew she was giving it to him, torturing him with her mouth when he was about to reach his peak.
“Damn you, Sweetheart,” he let out multiple curses and forcefully pulled her up from the floor and made her sit on him. With ease, he slid into her wet entrance.
“Ahh,” a loud cry left Olivia's parted lips when he started thrusting deeper. While pulling her hair. Her cries energized him to continue ramming in her until she was weak and gasping for hair. The feeling was incredible when both reached their climax. Dawn had fallen, and the sky was slowly turning to light. Olivia, cradled in Pedro's arms, mumbling gibberish in her sleep. The man hoisted her up until she comfortably snuggled on top of him.
“It's morning,” Pedro whispered while creasing her hair. Olivia didn't answer, but closed her eyes. She was too weak to do anything…so much for wanting a gentle Pedro. There was no difference between the two. He was a monster either way.
“Your phone is ringing,” Olivia mumbled when she heard Pedro's phone ringing from the bedroom.
“Don't mind it,” he said in between chuckles and traced his fingers on her back. He was still buried inside her, he didn't think he was going to leave her alone for the day. It turned out he loved some gentle sex. Boring but okay, especially when his woman was satisfied.
“It's disturbing… switch off or answer it,” Olivia lashed out, causing Pedro to let out a helpless laugh. It seemed she was in a bad mood. He needed to obey his queen; hence, he slowly pried her off him, but he didn't let her go. Cradling her in his arms. Pedro rose to his feet with Olivia in his arms.
“Damn it,” he carried her bridal style back inside, the sofa was uncomfortable. Olivia was sleepy; therefore, he placed her on the bed and covered her up. Olivia grabbed a pillow and shoved it beneath her head and went to sleep.
“Talk to me, this better be important” Pedro picked up the phone since it was Gabby calling. He knew any better than to disturb his morning,
“What the fuck!” Pedro exclaimed upon hearing what Gabby had to say, checking his phone. He saw countless missed calls from his men.
“I'm on my way, that son of a bitch will pay!” he growled so much that even Olivia about to fall asleep woke up.
“What happened?” Olivia asked with a lazy yawn, seeing how Pedro was running around searching for his clothes. She prompted on her elbows and waited for the man to speak.
“There was an attack at the mansion… something bad happened,” he said hurriedly, and Olivia was already out of bed.
“By whom, why didn't they call us…what's happening?” Olivia said while searching the closet for her clothes. Pedro was already in jeans and wearing his shirt.
“Incompetent fools… I leave them for one night, and they fail me… if they are not dead… I'll hang them myself,” the man said coldly, knowing full well all of them would pay. He trained them to defend the mafia no matter what, they weren't weak to be attacked and get short.
“Zane is in the hospital… I'll have my driver get you there while I sort things out at the mansion," Pedro said when both events rushed out of the villa and Olivia nodded. She just hoped Sydney was okay, how did Zane get hurt?
