The Ruthless CEO's Runaway Bride

Chapter 12

"Are you sure?" Olivia asked, her voice a mix of surprise and concern as Liam embraced her. She could feel the warmth of his body, the sincerity in his gesture, but the gravity of the decision weighed heavily on her.

"Yes, I'm sure," Liam replied, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "I know it's unconventional, but I believe this is the best way to keep you safe from your father's plans and Liam Carter. We can make it work, Olivia. Together."

Olivia took a deep breath, her eyes fell on the massive diamond ring on her finger, "Okay, Alex," she said, her voice steadier now, "Let's do this together."

Liam nodded, a smile plastered on his face, he cupped Olivia's face and kissed her on the lips. Olivia’s heart raced as Liam's lips met hers. Her eyes widened in shock, she didn't know how to react, she had been kissed before but only by her ex-boyfriend.

But she found herself leaning into the kiss, her mind buzzing with a mix of emotions and thoughts. As she closed her eyes, she felt his hand on the small of her back pulling her closer to him, and the kiss intensified.

As the kiss deepened, Olivia's thoughts swirled with confusion. She couldn't believe she was kissing Alex, her supposed husband, in a fake marriage to protect her from her father's schemes. But the way his lips moved with hers, gentle yet persuasive, made her feel like this was right.

Liam's hand traced her spine, sending shivers down her back. Olivia's heart raced faster, her senses overwhelmed by the sensation of being so close to him. She felt like she was drowning in his touch, his kiss.

Suddenly, Liam pulled back, his chest heaving slightly. He stared into Olivia's eyes like he was searching for something but Olivia's eyes remained closed, her lips parted, the shock still etched on her face.

Slowly, she opened her eyes, meeting Liam's intense gaze. The air between them was charged, with emotions.

"Why did you stop?" Olivia whispered, her voice shaky, she closed her mouth with her hand releasing she had let her inner thoughts out.

It made Liam chuckle lightly, he ran his thumb down her bottom lips. "Is this your second kiss?"

"W-What?" Olivia stuttered. "N-No," she lied, wondering how he was able to tell or if was he just trying to lighten the mood.

Liam smiled gently, a knowing twinkle in his eyes. "It’s okay if it is," he said softly, his tone reassuring. "There’s something special about the way you respond like it's all new and... wonderful."

Olivia felt a flush creep up her cheeks, embarrassed by his observation. She looked away briefly, gathering her thoughts. "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," she finally replied, her voice a mixture of defiance and shyness. "What does it matter?"

Liam placed his hand on her chin pulling her head back to face him, "It doesn't matter Olivia, as long as I am your last kiss," Liam said, his voice firm and serious.

Olivia felt a tight knot of anxiety in her stomach at his words. "I...em..."

"Shhhh," Liam hushed her placing his hand on her lips. He kissed her again on the lips. This time, the kiss was softer, gentler, and more reassuring.

Olivia's eyes fluttered closed, and she felt her body relax into his, the tension and uncertainty melting away.

She couldn't help but wonder why Alex's words had sent a shiver down her spine, why the thought of being with him, of being his last kiss, felt like a spark of excitement within her.

Liam placed his hand on her leg, carrying her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He held her close as he walked towards the living room couch, setting her down gently.

His hand glided down her thighs, carefully pulling Olivia's skirt high up to her hips. Olivia's body stiffened, unsure if she was imagining things, or if he was going where she thought he was going.

When his fingers began to slide slowly inside her thighs, her eyes darted up to meet his. Liam's eyes remained locked on her, a decidedly mischievous grin plastered on his face.

Olivia wrapped her hands around his wrist and tried to tug, but his hand didn't budge, instead, he said, "Relax." and continued to inch down until his fingers were brushing against her p***y through her panties.

Just barely Olivia managed to bite back a whimper as his hand cupped her p***y and stopped moving. The feel of his hand on her p***y made her body jerk upward and she found herself getting wet.

"Eyes here," Liam demanded seeing that Olivia's head was leaning to the side and avoiding his gaze. He wanted to see in her eyes what he was about to do to her.

Despite being flushed with embarrassment, Olivia found herself tilting her head back to meet his gaze.

Liam's hand began to move again, gently stroking and squeezing, stirring the heat burning inside Olivia.

Olivia sunk her teeth into her lower lip to keep from whimpering, and her hips began to rock slowly against his hand, getting lost in his touch.

And then his hand slides deeper, this time inside of her panties. Olivia couldn't help the gasp that escaped as his fingers touched the hot flesh between her legs for the first time.

Her hands curled back around his wrists, tugging hard as she shook her head back and forth fiercely against the couch.

A light chuckle escaped Liam's lips as he watched her try hard to resist, "Stop fighting it," he said before rubbing his fingers along the outer lips, parting them, and sliding through the wetness that had begun to leak out.

They played along the flesh, teasing her hole, lightly brushing across her c**t, as she desperately tried to stay still on the couch.

Finally one of his fingers sank into the hole, the thrust soft but Olivia felt like her insides were about to explode from the sweet sensation of his finger inside her. She bit her bottom lips and closed her eyes tightly.