Elliot POV
The bed feels empty when I wake up. Slowly opening my eyes, I see that Olivia is no longer there. I sigh. Memories of last night flood my mind, and I can feel myself already getting hard again. That was by far the best and most intimate s*x I have ever had. Thinking of her body, how she rode me, the bl** job, was enough to make me groan in pain because of a throbbing hard-on. Not just the really good s*x or the passion made last night great. But she gave in to me. She let me see her scars, and I didn’t expect that. We said it would be a one-time thing. Still, it felt like more. It felt like a commitment.
And that’s why I don’t get her leaving before I even woke up. Now we really need to talk. Last night can make things more complicated or easier; I will just have to wait and s
