Olivia’s POV
“I want to take you right here,” André said softly.
I looked at him in surprise, but his green eyes were sincere and full of deep and unbridled passion.
“André, don't you…”
“No, Olivia, I can't wait. I want you, and I want to have you right here.”
We followed a path leading down the cliff's side into the flowery meadow. The scent of the blooms filled my nostrils, and the colours gave new meaning to my sense of sight.
“André, what if…”
Before I could say anything else, his lips settled on mine, and the taste of his lips carried me away. He tasted like expensive wine. He had probably had some during the day, and I relished it off his tongue.
I felt him grab my clothes, and he pulled them off me, and I was left in my underwear.
"André…"
“Shhhh."
He kissed my neck, and
