Chapter 28: Chapter Twenty-Eight

Olivia

"Ok." I answer him.

And he looks at me, looks at me like he's trying to figure me out, like I've been doing this whole time. So I decide to give him something.

"I won't argue with you Jason, arguing is not going to help with anything. And if I tell you to stop, you're going to find a loophole to get your own way. I am asking for one thing though, that before you do something this big for me, you give me a heads up, ok?" I tell him.

"Ok.'' He says with a smile. I guess I was right,, given the smile he has on his face, he was going to find a loophole.

"And no secrets, I don't want to find out you did something from someone else. Or in this case through an email. You have to tell me, maybe I might have input on the matter." I carry on.

"Yes ma'am. I am doing this for you, you know...I want to take care of you. But I'm limited at the moment. Until you say yes to marrying me." He says, making me laugh.

"You're didn't even propose to me Jason. Which is sort of a good thing. Even though you don't care what people say, they will always talk. And right now if I say yes to marrying you, they will say I'm after your money. And I can't afford to be called a gold digger right now." I tell him truthfully.

"What then are they going to say when news of your pregnancy comes out, do you think?" He asks with a big smile.

"That I'm trying to tie you down with a baby." I say, and I can't help laughing, he seems to be enjoying this conversation a bit too much.

"What if I'm the one trying to tie you down with a baby?" He asks putting the partition between our seats down. He pulls me towards him and lifts me so I can straddle him.

"Are you?" I ask him, the thought of being pregnant by him exciting me.

"Yes!" He answers me. No stuttering or even thinking of his answer. Honestly, I believe him. With him telling the doctor that it's not necessary for prevention.

"Ok." I answer him, then lean forward to kiss him on the lips.

His hands wrap around me as he brings me closer to him, like I can get any closer. I feel then that he is aroused and I stop kissing him.

"Are you always this hard?" I ask amused, though I must admit I can also feel my pussy getting slick.

"Only for you baby." He answers me. His hands sliding down my back to rest on my waist.

For a moment I forget that the Charlotte or anyone may come out here. With his hands guiding my waist, I start to ride, my gaze on his. He gets harder the more I ride him like that and my folds get slicker through my panties, I'm drenched. When my moans get louder as I'm closer to orgasm, he kisses me to silence me. But just I almost cum, he pushes my waist away from himself and pulls away from the kiss.

"Not here, you're coming with my cock in your cunt baby. And not where everyone can hear or see you." He whispers to me, his voice tight and I know he was also close. He stands up and my legs wrap around his waist.

When we get to the bedroom, he throws me on the bed and pulls my pants down to my knees and pulls out his erection and fills me up and I groan. He's holding my legs up. I feel full, too full. My orgasm sneaks up on me so strong that I scream out loud. I can imagine even the pilot heard me. Jason fucks me fast and spills his seed inside me. He guides my legs to my side and rest on the bed.

"If we carry on like this we'll never get any work done." I tell Jason as he pulls me towards him.

"I can't help it where you're concerned. But I will need to start practicing restraint honestly." He answers me.

"Not too much please. I don't want to go without having you inside me long. Except when I'm on my period obviously."

"How long are your periods?" He asks me after being silent.

I lift my head and look at him. "You know, those are things you know before you decide you want to marry someone. Like a normal person."

"I never claimed to be normal baby." He says with a smile. "And I know all the important things I need to know that guarantee I'm good to marry you." He finishes.

I'm intrigued now. "Oh yeah? And what's that?" I ask him putting my hands on his chest and my head on them, a blush gracing my cheeks.

"Oh yeah. I know you're smart, although you hide behind other people. You love to cook, and are fucking wonderful at it. You love your family. Your pussy feels wonderful around my cock." I laugh as he says that. "You like walking barefoot after work. You love me even though you don't want to admit it. And that you will be wearing my ring by the time we go back home."

I don't know where the tears are coming from. He didn't even say that many things, or even things that are deep. He just told me that he sees me without saying it out loud. That he is paying attention to me. But he still has a long way to go in knowing me. I think he is done talking but he carries on.

"You don't get angry easily but get stressed super fast. And you cook when you're stressed, or more like you like to keep busy. You're scared of what people think of you. You love water. You want kids of your own, a big family if I read you correctly. You get nervous in crowds, although you love people." He finishes. His hand is running at my back between my shoulder blades. My tears are just rolling down my face as I look at him and he looks back at me. I turn my head and lay it on my arms. We remain silent like that.