POV: Olivia
“What do you want to do now, sugar?
Would you like to watch another movie, or have another adventure with me?” he asked in a mild tone as only the sound of our breathing could be heard in the room.
“Another adventure?” I asked, shocked as I chuckled softly He shifted, his weight still a delicious pressure on me, but he lifted his head from my shoulder. His lips brushed my temple.
“Yes, sugar, a dinner adventure... I’m starving,” he murmured, his voice rough with spent passion.
I blinked in the dark. “Starving?”
He chuckled, a low, warm sound that vibrated through his chest into mine. “I skipped lunch. Too nervous about tonight.” He slowly, reluctantly, pulled himself out of me. The sensation was a hollow, aching loss. He stood, a shadow in the dim room, and found his t
