Olivia

"Can I get up now?" I asked, shifting on his lap.

"Do you want to?" His eyes gleamed with challenge.

No, a traitorous part of me whispered. I wanted to stay right where I was, maybe even rock against him a little more, feel that impressive cock straining toward me...

"Yes," I lied, forcing myself to sound firm.

Alexander released his hold, allowing me to slide off his lap. The loss of contact left me strangely bereft.

"Shower's all ...