“She’s not my wife. We separated years ago. All that remains are legal formalities.”
Kane wasn’t buying my excuses. Leaning forward, he leveled his gaze on me. “You’re either married or divorced. Separated means nothing to a woman like Olivia.”
“I can’t divorce Rachel. I never had her sign a pre-nup. We divorce and this club is one of the first things she’ll go after. I know her.”
Kane’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “No pre-nup? What were you thinking, Cash?”
“I wasn’t thinking. I was a kid in love.”
“And now you’re a grown man who if he doesn’t tell Olivia the truth is going to lose her.”
I looked down the hall at the room where Olivia waited. “I’d planned on telling her tonight. I just don’t know how to.”
“You know me, Cash. I’m all about leaving the past in the past. Nobody should have to deal with what I was. But Olivia’s going to find out, and if she doesn’t find out from you, you’re done. You can’t come back from that kind of lie, even if it is just a sin of omission.”
I nodded, knowing every word he said was right. I needed to tell Olivia everything, and all I could hope for was that she’d understand. There was nothing between Rachel and me anymore. There hadn’t been for a long time. I just needed to make sure Olivia knew that too.
Chapter Sixteen
Olivia
I sat on the couch in the fantasy room waiting for Cash, anxious for us to finally spend time together here as a couple. No, I didn’t plan to sleep with him in this place where God only knew what had gone on before us, but it felt sort of naughty to be here again. I liked how sexy being with him made me feel, and hanging out in a fantasy room in Club X fulfilled at least one of my fantasies of Cash.
The door opened, and he stepped in looking just as stunning as always, but for the first time in one of these rooms, I got to see the man before he seduced me. Taking a seat next to me, he leaned back against the couch cushions and took my hand in his. “A little different this time, isn’t it?”
“Sort of like the first time you and I came to one of these rooms that night you gave me the grand tour of the club.”
Bringing my hand to his lips, he placed a tiny kiss in the center of my palm. “That’s right. I didn’t think you liked this world of mine then.”
I shrugged, remembering that night a little differently. I’d been crazy about him even then. I just didn’t have the nerve to let him know like I did now. Climbing onto his lap, I hiked up my dress and straddled his hips. “I liked you then. I wasn’t sure what to think of your world, though.”
He slid his hands over my ass and around to rest on my legs, making my pussy run wet when his thumbs began gently stroking the insides of my thighs. Looking up at me with those ice blue eyes, he asked, “And now?”
I tilted my hips and inched up against his already hard cock. A slow sexy grin told me he liked what I was doing. “I like the way I get to be with you and your world.”
Cash closed his eyes and moaned as I rubbed against him. “Things aren’t always what they seem, Olivia. Sometimes there’s a lot more going on beneath the surface.”
I sensed he wanted to tell me something but was hesitating. I waited, slowing my hips, and hoped he knew he could say anything to me. He grimaced for just a moment and then his expression stilled before he opened his eyes and gave me a forced smile. I leaned in to kiss him and whispered, “I like the surface already, but I’d love to see what’s going on beneath.”
Cash seemed to consider what I said, and I wondered if he was trying to tell me those three incredibly scary words. Was he planning to say “I love you”? I didn’t know if I was ready for him to go there, but I knew how terrifying it was to say those words when the other person might not feel the same. Things had moved pretty fast between us, but even though I might not say I love you yet, that didn’t mean in many ways I wasn’t already crazy about him.
“Olivia, I never thought I’d meet someone I could really be myself around like I am with you.”
“I like that, Cash. You don’t have to pretend to be anything but what you really are with me. I hope you know that.”
I waited for him to say something, but instead he pulled me down and kissed me like I’d never been kissed before. His mouth captured mine and possessed it like he was claiming me. Every inch of my body came alive, and I wanted him right there in that room. My hips bucked against him as my clit throbbed with need and my fingers raced to get his shirt open. I wanted him naked under me as I rode his cock until there was nothing left in either of us.
“Olivia…not here.”
Even as his words said no, he stroked the pad of his thumb over my clit, nearly sending me over the edge with just one touch. “Yes…” I moaned as I slid his tie from around his neck and opened the last button on his shirt. “Right here.”
He stopped my hands as they skimmed down from the black and red words tattooed on his chest over the chiseled cuts of his abs just above his belt. “You need to know…”
I stared down at him as I waited for him to continue. He didn’t have to explain that this room wasn’t private or that he didn’t want me to think he saw me as some cheap thing if we did this. I knew that, and still I wanted him inside me right there in that room just like I’d fantasized about all those weeks.
Whatever he wanted to say never came from his lips, and slowly, he loosened his hold on my hands until they were free. He stared up at me with hooded eyes that told me he wanted this as much as I did. I reached into his pants and palmed his hard cock. “I want you right here. Right now.”
Cash lifted me off him and with both hands gripped my hips tightly. Hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth to speak but said nothing again and lowered me down onto him. Already sopping wet, I gasped at how full I felt as he slid into me. Finally, our bodies completed joined, and he held me still there on him.
“You feel so fucking good. Ride me. I want to see you ride my cock, baby.”
With his hands guiding my pace, I slid up and down on him slowly, loving how sensual this thing between us was. Pressing my lips to his neck, I inhaled the scent of him as he slid in and out of my slick pussy, loving the masculinity that filled me. Cash grunted low in my ear, and it registered deep inside me in a place only he’d ever reached.
In a husky voice, he commanded, “Lean back. I want to watch you, Olivia.”