Page 64 of Cabin Fever

As she pushed back against me, I had to remind myself to breathe. Olivia was better than any fantasy I had about her. She was fun, hardworking, had the best smile, and was sexy beyond belief. And right now, all she wanted was me deep inside her.

Without hesitation, I dragged myself in and out slowly. It was luscious agony. She whimpered for more. Olivia tried to take over, pushing back against me but I reached forward and clasped her breast, stopping her.

My hips reacted to her moans. I pinched her sensitive bud and picked up the pace as her body trembled. A drop of sweat tickled my brow as I could feel her tighten. Olivia was ready to come again—which was a good thing because I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

I didn't want this to end. I knew it would never happen again. She'd go back home with her sister, and I'd be left with nothing but the memories of when she screamed my name in ecstasy.

I closed my eyes and focused on her tightening around me. She felt incredible, but I focused on memorizing every touch, her taste, and how she sounded as I gave her everything. When Olivia said my name, I fell deep.

My hand landed on the bed as I hunched over her body, my climax weakening me. Her lavender scent filled my nose. My release was hard and when I opened my eyes, my vision was a little fuzzy.

Olivia's legs shook so I held her, curled around her back and gently eased us onto our sides.

"Is my cast too rough?"

Due to our position, I had her under my broken arm. It was like a white log pushing on her stomach.

"No, I like it." She turned her head so she could see me. "I like you holding me."

Ugh. Why did she have to say that? My chest felt like it was about to explode. To prevent myself from saying anything foolish in return—thus shredding my heart when she left—I began to kiss her shoulder. I couldn't stop.

Olivia's skin was like silk and she tasted like salted caramel. How was it possible that one woman could be so addictive?

"You feel so good. I don't want this to end," she said, causing me to pause.

I slid out of her and removed the condom, turning to throw it into the nearby trash can.

Then, without hesitation, I got back to kissing her body. I nibbled my way down her sweet body, and she was already talking about ending this. It couldn't wait until tomorrow?

"I guess you want to get back home with your sister soon." I nudged my nose into a dimple on her lower back and inhaled.

Olivia pulled away and turned her body toward me. There was hurt in her eyes staring down at me.

She cleared her throat and her eyes began to glisten. "You want to get rid of me? After what we just did? Was I that bad?"

"No. It was incredible. Olivia, I don't want you to go. Not until you're ready."

Because I wouldn't beg for anyone to stay with me. Maybe I misunderstood and she wanted to stay the night or for a few more days, but I would never make anyone stay if they don't want to.

A tear slipped from her eye and I wiped it away with my thumb.

"What if I'm never ready? What if I like it here too much?" she whispered. She sat up and leaned on her hand. Olivia's blond hair fell across her chest, dusting her pink nipples. I longed to be a painter, an artist, so I could capture her sullen beauty. "What if I like you . . . more than just a friend?"

I couldn't keep the surprise from my face.

"But what about your life back in DC? Your family? Why would you want to stay here?"

"I love my sister, but it's not like I live with her. I'm sort of embarrassed to admit it . . . but I still live with my parents." She shook her head, covering her eyes.

Olivia was adorable. I reached forward, pulling her arm down.

"You're too beautiful to hide. I want to learn all of your fascinating expressions."

With her head tilted down, she removed her hands. My finger trailed over her lips with an urge to touch her smile.

"You like my mouth, despite all the silly things that come out of it."

With a sigh, I fell back, never taking my eyes off Olivia. "I could have all the money in the world. Hold all the power in my hand. I could be famous. But I'd give it all up just for a glimpse of your smile."

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