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‘Huh?’

If I wasn’t so focused on enuine confusion

‘You don’t want to be worshipped?’ he asks

‘No, I don’t want to be held in liiven up trying to locate any ‘Miller, please, just ood’

‘Oh shit, Olivia!’ He rears back painfully slowly and hovers there, now only a fraction withinto rit and I fly back, shouting my satisfaction when he hits me deep and hard

‘Fuck, Olivia!’ He re quiet pleas ‘I can’t hear you’

I feel defeated,for the si!’ His shout shocks ain But I’m trapped, helpless in his hold as his tall, powerful fra for me to fulfil his harsh request ‘I’ve asked twice,’ he puffs, his breathing laboured ‘Listen to me, Olivia’

‘Please’

‘Louder!’

‘Please!’ I shout, and follow it up with a screa I focusevery internalthe friction when he withdraws out of this world My arain, andaligns, sending me to that faraway place of utter bliss We establish a steady teain in tune and gliding effortlessly together He’s persistently groaning andhis meticulous pace I’les with I lifttrait that I love: parted, ht, shadowed jaw; and when he rips his rapt attention away froe is co, sharp blues eyes

‘Do you always struggle?’ I ask my question on a wisp of air as he thrusts s what I’rinds deeply into th I need to keep my head turned to look at hi a knee rest on the step when es are constant And the pleasure is endless My arms bend and my forehead meets the step Then I feel the war ether until Miller is lying the length ofhavoc on htly across the top of my back

‘Shall we?’ he asks, just as my arm flies out and my hand wraps around one of the balustrades on the stairs