Chapter 16: Chapter Sixteen

Olivia

Have you ever been tired and emotional at the same time? That's me at the moment. Matters never taken me out on a date, let alone create a date atmosphere. We've been together for a few days and I have to admit, I've never received such treatment from any of my previous boyfriends. And no, they were not douchebags, they were pretty nice, most of them anyway. The point is they didn't do anything this nice for me.

"No one's ever done something this nice for." I admit to him through teary eyes.

His smile widens more as he says, "I guess I will have to do this more often." And we both laugh.

After I calm down, he asks me if I'm ok when I nod yes, he stands up and kisses my forehead then goes to the kitchen. After a little while, he comes back with a rolling tray which makes me laugh because I'd never imagined him to be a server, a sexy server that is. He starts putting our dishes on the table matts, when he opens my dish cover for me, the dish looks as amazing as it smells a d my stomach makes a sound making me feel embarrassed and he laughs at me.

"I'm glad you have an appetite." He says as he takes his seat across from me.

"Thank you." I say to him.

"Oh baby, you don't have to thank me. It's my responsibility to make sure you're well fed after all." He says, making me laugh.

As he pours both our glasses with wine and tells me to eat, I don't waste time. I dig in and I'm happy to say I finished eating before him. As much as I was hungry, I was really tired. He kept the conversation going though.

"Babe, are you sure about moving?" He suddenly asks as we eat our desert. He looks really torn. I know he doesn't want me to move,

I was going to go to my place on Thursday, even though I hadn't told him yet. I wanted to wait until last minute to tell him so that he doesn't convince me to stay some more. But now with his question and the emotion in his voice, his making me feel guilty.

"I was actually going to move on Thursday." I tell him. "But I will stay a few more days just to let you get used to the idea of me living in my own place. Besides, I will always visit whenever you want me and you could also come to my place." I suggest, trying to lighten up the mood.

Jason stands up in front of me and holds my jaw to turn my face up to him. He is standing so close to me that if I look straight in front of me I could kiss his length. And suddenly I want his cock in my lips, I want to suck him dry, make him go crazy for me like he always does to me.

"Do you feel uncomfortable here?" He suddenly asks me. I shake my head no, because I cannot answer him verbally. My mind is on his his, which surprisingly I have never had it in my mouth.

"Why do you want to set so much space between us then?" My hands have their own my, instead of answering him though, I touch him through his trousers and he keeps quiet.

He feels so incredible, I start to open his pants so that I can taste him. He feels heavy in my hand and looks fucking beautiful too. I've always loved his cock, the way he feels when he is in my pussy, making me lose my mind like that. I stroke him once with my hand then lean forward to take his tip in my mouth, I taste precum, salty and manly and all him. His cock head so soft making me moan around him.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me lose my mind." He says making me moan even more.

I lick him from base to tip and then take his head in my mouth, I do it a few more times until he tells me to stop teasing him as he unties my hair from the tight grip of a pony I had it in, as he gathers my hair in his hands and I take him fully in my mouth, I prepare myself to be fucked in the mouth by him. He starts to rock his hips as I bob my head ever so slowly, watching his cock going in and out of my mouth, he seems mesmerized by the movement that is happening.

He starts to pick up his speed and I'm in for the ride. My jaw seems to take the brunt for it as it gets tired so I move my hands to his thighs to stop him and take a break from the thrusts for a second then take him back in my mouth and this time he ducks my face real good and real serious. As his speed increases I start to play with his sack then I feel his hot cum spill in my mouth and his movements still with his head at the back of my throat. I mentally clap myself on the shoulder to commend myself for my throat works.

After his done cumming he pulls out his cock and looks me straight in the eye for a minute or so. My hands slide down his thighs and as they come back down to my side, I look down on my lap. I know the image he has is of a sub, but I am really spent. He picks me up under my shoulders then lifts me in his arms and carries me to the bedroom.

I wonder what he was thinking when he was looking down at me. He looked so serious and deep in thought.

My eyes are closed so I don't notice until he puts me on the counter that we're in the bathroom. He pours water in the bathtub then helps me take off my clothes and puts me in the bathtub, the water feels good as I lie back and watch him take off his clothes and join me in the tub and sits behind me. With the washcloth, he pours water on me. We're sitting in complete silence but it's not maddening, it's a peaceful silence. The thought "I could get used to this" keeps running in my mind and I let it settle. I know my moving is going to cause me a heartbreak. But I don't want to think about that right now, I just want to lay in this man's arms in peace.