His Assistant

Chapter Twelve - Losing that self-control

Lucas’s P.O.V

Olivia was hiding under the waterfall, trying to get away from me since I have been annoying and teasing her the whole time we have been in the pool. I was having fun. I think she had enough. I decided she was not going to get away from me that easily. I dived under the water, disappearing out of sight, making my way over,  not coming up until I was right in front of her. I trapped her between me and the rocks behind her of the waterfall.

“Can I help you?” She asked, annoyed.

“Why are you hiding from me?” I asked, running my hands up and down her bare thighs.

“Cause I wanted a moment of peace from you.” She said.

“Well that is not very nice, is it?” I said, pouting at her.

Olivia shrugged, not buying my pouting. I used her thighs to pull her in closer to me, placing myself between her legs. Olivia let out a soft moan, her legs hooking around me. I made sure to keep eye contact with her, watching her reaction closely. Her face was telling me she was nervous, her eyes telling me she was enjoying it. I slid one of my hand up over her leg, over her sides and taking place on her face, cupping it in my hand. I watch as she gulps, placing her hand on my chest. I was half expecting her to push me, surprising me when she never.

“Lucas, what are you doing?” She breathed out.

I never answered her instead I reached in, brushing my lips briefly against hers, Olivia letting out a loud whimper. I was not sure if she wanted me to continue or not. I decided I would let her make a move. Her arms slowly wrapped around my neck, her lips closing the space with mine. I found myself smirking into her lips; she proved, even more, she wants me. She could have pulled away but she never, and instead she choose to kiss me. I grabbed her hips, pulling her off the rock she was sitting on, moving her onto her feet, so she was more comfortable to hold against me. I ran my hands down her back, pressing them against her ass, pushing her front against my own. I could myself beginning to harden as we kissed. I forced my tongue by her lips, nudging hers, and she gave in to me, gave me what I wanted, her tongue was moving with mine.

The kiss was rough and passionate, her fingers pulling at my hair as mine pressed hard against her ass. I slid my hands off her ass, grabbing her thighs and using them to lift her from the ground, her legs wrapping around my waist and I held onto her tightly, pushing her back against the rocks. Olivia rolled herself against me, rubbing against my now fully hardened c**k. f**k I have not been this turned on in some time. Her kiss was making me crazy, awakening something inside of me. I pressed myself harder into her, grinding into her, my hard-on rubbing hard between her legs, making her call out, and her grip on my hair tightened.

The kiss was heated, acting like a pair of horny teenagers who were not ready for s*x and were f*****g with our clothes on to stop that from happening. I felt like I was sixteen again, I guess for her it is true, she was not ready for s*x, but here we were. I let my hands wander over her body, enjoying the feel of her damp skin underneath my fingers. I had to pull myself away, needing to get breath back into my lungs.

“We should stop.” She panted out, pushing me away from her.

“Is that what you want?” I said, responding in the same way.

“I don’t know.” She said nervously biting her lip.

“If you don’t know, doesn’t that tell you a part of you doesn’t wanna stop?” I said.

“That is not the point, Lucas. I could lose my job over this you do realise that right?” She said.

“How do you work that one out? I am not going to tell my dad, are you?” I smirked.

“I would know.” She said.

“Come on, Olivia live a little,” I said, pulling her back into me.

I could see her slowly giving into me.

“I hate you.” She laughed, pressing her lips back against mine, “This is all you are getting though.” She mumbled into the kiss.

And there we have it, Olivia giving into me. Hey I will happily stand here and make out with her for a little while longer, it is enough for right now but the more we do it, the more she will want me, and the more I will give her—my end game in her virginity. I can’t help myself; the thought of it is very appealing to me. If I would get my end game, time will show me that.

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Olivia was in the shower while I got snacks, and the movie set up for us. We did eventually pull away from each other after an hour. I have not made out with someone like that, and it was not ending in s*x since I was probably fifteen. We had decided to watch Iron man. We ordered in pizza and Chinese too. I even talked her into having some wine also, the night was looking good. I convinced her to stay, as long as I took her home before work in the morning to get her work clothes.

Olivia joined me in the movie room, dressed in my clothes that I gave her to put on. Damn the girl looks good in my clothes. I would rather see her without any at all, but that is going to take time. Her hair was wet and hanging loosely over her shoulders, not a single ounce of makeup on her face. She looked stunning without all her hair and makeup done, she was naturally beautiful.

“Can I take your shower home with me, please? That thing is amazing.” She said.

“Um, I don’t know how that would work but sure.” I laughed, “Food will be here soon.” I added.

“Good, I am ravenous.” She said, rubbing her stomach, laughing.

“Want a glass of wine while we wait?” I asked.

“Yes, a small one, though. I don’t want a hangover at work tomorrow.” She said.

“Yeah, yeah you have told me that three times already.” I laughed.

She flipped me off, finding her way to my kitchen, and I followed behind her, she was making us both a glass of wine, small ones. What does she expect me to do with that? I grabbed the bottle from her, filling my glass up and hers, Olivia growling at me.

“You can pace it out.” I shrugged.

I knew she was still not happy with my choice, but I was saved by the bell, the food here. I rushed off, not giving her a chance to provide me with a lecture. Surprisingly by the time I got to the door, both the Chinese and pizza was waiting for me. I paid for it, thanking them before heading back through. Olivia was going through my cupboards to find plates and cutlery, eventually finding it, and we headed back into the movie room, getting ourselves organised for the night. One thing I did know, though? We would not see the entire movie, my lips were craving hers, and I would be giving in to that craving soon enough.