Chapter 8

Olivia stared at him, batting her eyelids in pure embarrassment.

Was she really touching herself while thinking of him?

It was barely forty-eight hours since they'd been together and she was already entertaining fantasies about him to the point where her brain had incorporated them into her dreams…

This was certainly worse than she thought!

Goodness, he must think she's on the verge of masturbating!

How on earth would she convince him otherwise?!

"It…its not what you think."

Olivia tried to defend herself.

The look in his eyes sent warmth down her spine. He had that hungry gaze as he took in the sight before him.

"What do you think this would mean?" He asked, enjoying how much he teased her.

Olivia swallowed hard, licking her lips out of anxiety.

His eyes followed the swift movement of her lips and found himself groaning in frustration.

She had asked for a few days to prepare her mind…

"How long is it?" He asked.

Olivia looked genuinely confused, her innocent eyes staring into his….

It was almost impossible to tame the monster in him, trying to stay away so he wouldn't rip off her clothes and take her in the most satisfying way….

"I…I don't understand"

"How long is it going to take you to prepare your mind?'

His straightforwardness had an edge of danger to it, something Oliva had found charming in the most absurd way.

It was three days since she got here and her body reacted to him in ways she couldn't explain.

Was it as a result of that night?

Where he had held and carcassed her in a way that set her body on fire….

She had found herself wanting more of him and Oliva had to question her morality.

"I..I don't know .." She stammered.

"I'll give you three days."

"Seven!" She shot back.

She sat up on her knees, staring at him in a challenging way…

Is she doing this intentionally or is she really obnoxious to how indulging she looks?

"Three!"

"Five. Five days and I… I'll be ready. Promise" she muttered

The man cleared his throat, heading towards his closet.

How long had she been asleep? She took a look at her phone. She slept for almost six hours!

Mary didn't wake her up to get lunch either!

Good grief!

Olivia recalled her dream, the feeling of his fingertips on her breast made shivers run down her spine….

She felt so embarrassed!

How long had he been standing there, watching her run her hands down her body….

Olivia's butterfly mind went on to her mother. She had yet to call her for assurance of her safety.

Oliva got out of bed and made her way out of the room. The last thing she wanted was for Mr Stranger to overhear her conversation and make fun of her.

The stunt she pulled earlier was enough of a show of craziness and that was about how much she could afford.

She found her way into the library on that same floor, amused by the collection of books…

It was as huge as a public library and really quiet too.

It was obvious Mr Stranger was a book lover.

Olivia couldn't say she loved reading, neither would she claim she was bibliophilic.

The only thing that seemed to attract her interest were romance novels and she was as sure as the next rainfall, she wouldn't find any here.

Olivia sighed as she turned on her phone in a bid to call her mother.

The phone beeped for what felt like forever.

Olivia paced the library impatiently, waiting for her mother to pick up the phone.

What could be taking her so long?

Olivia tripped on her own toes , swinging to the side when an arm was wrapped around her waist tightly, holding her in place against his rock-hard body.

Olivia stood still, with her heart racing from the near fall and in the proximity of the man behind her.

She knew it was Mr Stranger as her body had melted into his like a stray pet returning home.

"You're too clumsy little one" he whispered in her ears.

"Hello?"

Her mother finally picked up her phone.

"Mum! You got me worried! What happened?"

Olivia tried to step away from his grip but he held her in place, his hands drawing lazy circles on her skin.

Could he at least give her the privacy she deserved? Or would he be dictating that too?

"I'm sorry dear. I went out for a while and left my phone in the living room ". Her mother apologised.

"O…ohkay"

Mr Stranger was trailing kisses down her neck, sending gentle thrills down her body.

Olivia's brain was mashed up, mixed in the pleasure of the moment, but she couldn't let her mother know she was with a man…

At least not yet…

"How are you? How is your work going, uh?" her mother asked fondly.

"Its…its going fine mum."

A gentle moan escaped her lips as her arm swung across her shoulders, running through his hair as he found a spot that almost drove her insane with pleasure.

How could he be so loving and yet so dismissive of her?

She couldn't bring herself to understand …

"Please tell me you don't skip meals dear. I would be really worried if you did."

"I don't skip meals mum. I promise. The diet here is very….strict"

His hands went under her thin clothes , running his hands over her nipples gently.

He gave it a hard squeeze , almost making her gasp in shock. .

"That's good to know. Please take care of yourself, darling, and be good", her mother instructed.

"I'll be good mum" her eyes went shut as she felt his undeniable arousal on the small of her waist.

"Promise?" Mr Stranger whispered in her ears.

"...I promise" she said almost in a whisper.

"I'll call you back mum. Okay?"

"Alright. Take care " Olivia ended the call immediately as a sigh of relief washed over her.

He was awakening her body in ways no man has and Olivia was both excited and terrified to find out what else he could show her….

How much more could he do to her…..

"I will punish you for touching yourself" his voice breathed in her ears.

"I..I wasn't…"

"Rule five, don't touch yourself unless I say so"

Before she could reply , his fingertips ran over her panties , making her jerk back in shock.

His hands down there destroyed the very last cell left in her seat of intelligence, driving her mad with want and need…

Suddenly the clothes she had on seemed to pose restrictions. She wanted him to take it off….

Mr Stranger stepped back , pulling away from her. Olivia turned to him, a dissatisfied look on her face.

What is he doing?

The smirk dancing on his lips told her this was the punishment he was talking about…

The nerve of him!

How could he inflame her body with so much need that her knees buckled and walk away like he had just won a battle?!

Olivia wanted to yell and scream out her sexual frustrations but she held herself back.

She wouldn't give him the luxury of seeing her beg him.

No she wouldn't!

"Five days. That's all you have, little lamb."

He walked out of the library without saying another word, leaving Olivia to figure out how to calm her rushing hormones.

That devil! .

Is this some sort of trill to him? Trying to test just how much patience she had to wait till the day she had promised.

Olivia took a deep breath, pacing the room in a bid to relax.

If she could focus her mind on something else, the feeling would pass for sure.

This was totally unfair!