Chapter 22

but she didn't ask him firmly enough, perhaps because she didn't want him to leave either. Oliver was dazzled by seeing Aileen completely naked. He gazed at her breasts, her abdomen, her groin. He felt that this girl was perfect just the way she was. He approached her slowly, caressed her face, and ran his hand over her skin. Aileen felt shivers in those moments.

"Oliver," she whispered again, this time with no strength left.

"Do you really want me to go?" Oliver wanted to know, raising his chin to meet her gaze.

Aileen wanted to say no, but she just looked at him. She knew it was very wrong and that it had to stop, but her body and throat didn't cooperate. Aileen shook her head slightly. Oliver leaned in and kissed her on the lips—a soft yet passionate kiss. Oliver squeezed her buttocks tightly; he couldn't hold back anymore. He felt an overwhelming desire to possess Aileen.

Oliver laid Aileen on the bed, removing all his clothes.

"Are you sure about this?" Aileen wanted to know.

"The real question here would be if you're sure about this," Oliver replied.

"I am," the girl admitted, feeling very nervous. Oliver kissed every inch of her body, leaving nothing untouched. He licked her breasts, his tongue finding her groin. Aileen felt like she was in the clouds and didn't want it to stop. "It's a good thing there's music," she thought, "so no one can hear our moans." Oliver was eager to unite with her, but Aileen sat up, making Oliver lie down instead. She had never done it before, but for Oliver, she leaned in and started tasting what Oliver had between his legs. One, two, three tastes. It felt delightful, she thought. Oliver enjoyed it immensely, wanting to keep enjoying it all night and all day if possible. Aileen was addictive. He embraced her and had her sit on top of him, moving in circular and up-and-down motions.

"Do you like it?" Aileen asked.

"I'm fascinated," he replied, pulling her closer to give her a kiss. "You're incredible, addictive, beautiful. I adore you, Aileen. I want you to be mine and mine alone." Amidst kisses, gasps, licks, thrusts, and more, Aileen and Oliver climaxed together. They felt an immense sense of tranquility. Aileen still couldn't believe she had made love with Oliver Price. They were lying in bed, and Oliver embraced her, wondering what would happen next, whether Aileen would reject him again or not. But Aileen had the same questions in her mind.

"Shall we go to the shopping mall?" Aileen asked him.

"Of course," Oliver smiled. "Just let me shower first," he stood up. Aileen admired his body, biting her lower lip in the process. She got up and followed Oliver to the bathroom.

"I need to freshen up too," she told him.

"I love the idea," Oliver said as he and Aileen got into the shower together. There, they made love again. Oliver kissed Aileen as if there were no tomorrow, making her bend over with her back turned to him.

Afterward, they got out of the shower, dressed, and left the house. Aileen thought it was good that her parents weren't there, then debated whether to move in with Oliver or not. They seemed to get along very well, and she would think about it more. They got into the car and set off for the shopping mall.

"Actually, we could have stayed a bit longer at your house," Oliver said, he was wearing a skirt, so it would be very easy to touch her.

"My parents will be here soon, Oliver," she responded, feeling the electric shock of Oliver's hand.

"Or we could go to my house," he suggested. "By the way, you never told me when you would move."

Aileen thought about it.

"I can start by testing how I feel in that house," she replied. "I don't know, staying little by little so my mom and dad won't say anything."

"That sounds good to me."

Aileen felt the desire to go to Oliver's house instead of the mall, but she didn't know how to tell him. It made her a little embarrassed, but she gathered courage.

"Hey..." they both said simultaneously, noticing the similarity and laughed.

"You go first."

"I was thinking it would be better if we go to your house," she said with hesitation. "I don't know, we can watch a movie there and cook something. You have a huge pool and the sea nearby, it's much better."

Oliver smiled.

"I like that idea," he slipped his fingers under her skirt. "We'll go to the supermarket to buy things then."

Oliver changed the route of his car. They headed to the supermarket. It was night, and the wind was stronger than usual. It seemed like it would rain very soon. There were also flashes of lightning, so they had to hurry. They both got out of the car, grabbed a cart, and started looking for things for the house. Aileen felt so good being with Oliver, as if they were a couple. They bought meat, chicken, tuna, eggs, bacon, toast, pasta, sauces, some bread, vegetables, and legumes. A little bit of everything; it seemed like Oliver's card had no limit. It was a lot to pay, but Oliver paid as if it were nothing. They walked outside.

"It will start raining soon," Aileen murmured, feeling droplets on her shoulder.

"We better hurry."

They put the groceries in the back of the car and then got inside.

Zac was standing in front of Aileen's house. He felt defeated because he had seen Oliver Price enter and then come out with his hair wet. Zac knew they had been intimate. He imagined Oliver touching Aileen, and it filled him with jealousy and hatred. He hated Oliver Price for touching Aileen, and now he only thought about killing him. A luxury car parked in front of the house, and Anna got out. He recognized her from the company. "What is Anna doing here?" he wondered, getting up and wiping away some tears from his cheeks. He crossed the street to reach the girl.

"Anna?"

Anna turned around, giving Zac a disdainful look.

"Do I know you?"

"I work at Price Industries. You don't know me, but I'm a friend of Aileen's," Zac extended his hand, but Anna didn't accept it.

"Oh, and what do you want?"

"Are you looking for Aileen?" he asked.

"Yes. Is she here?"

"No," now Zac became serious. "She left with Oliver a moment ago, they seemed very happy," he commented. "Both came out with wet hair from the house, who knows what they were doing." Zac knew that Anna had been Oliver's girlfriend because there were rumors in the company.

"Oh, really?" Anna seemed furious now.

"Yes, Anna, but you don't have to pretend with me."

Anna looked at him, not understanding.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know you're still in love with Oliver, and you're doing whatever it takes to separate them," he said straightforwardly. Anna felt a little scared because this guy had discovered her secrets.