Revenge After Divorce Novel by Black Rose

Chapter 0150

OLIVIA

We were on the plane on our way to our honeymoon. I had just told Marcus everything his uncle said to me at the reception. He was currently mad and drinking too much whiskey. He was angry that his uncle said all those things, but I think he was angrier because I didn’t tell him sooner. He wanted to turn the jet around to go and deal

with it.

I, on the other hand was enjoying a travel magazine with a glass of champagne. I was not about to worry about something that has not happened and might not happen. We were told his uncle left the city before we did. So, currently, he was in London and was no threat to my son. Also, I believed he wouldn’t try anything until Marcus cuts him off officially not just hearsay or suspicion.

“Why am I the only one who is worried about this?” I frowned and lifted my head from the magazine and looked at him. “Am sorry, am just frustrated by all this.” I closed the magazine and stood up. I hooked my arms over his neck making him look at me with a frown. “You are not the only one who is worried about it. but for now, there is nothing we can do until he does something.”

I gave him a kiss on the cheek then a peck on the lips. “Also, I don’t think he will do anything until you cut him off, that is when we should be worried because then, he will have a reason to want revenge. For now, we enjoy our honeymoon.” I gave him another peck on the lips.

He pulled me closer by my waist then deepened the kissed and I moaned in his mouth. He pulled out. “Don’t moan like that, you will make me want to take you right here.”

I frowned but then he looked at me and I followed his eyes only to see there was a tent in his front. “How?” it was just a simple kiss. “You have that effect on me and your moans…God damnit, Olivia, you drive me crazy.” I blushed hard. “This is why I made sure this jet has a room, shall we, Mrs Walker?”

Goodness! I didn’t know how to feel being called a Walker, it felt so strange. I think it was because I was used to being called Mrs Jones. it was going to take some time to get used to being called a Walker. “Are you coming to fix your mess or should I take a cold shower. But that would be cruel.” He teased.

I took his hand and led him to the back where the small room was. I closed the door then made him stand right there. I slowly took off my clothes, teasing him as I did. The tent on his pants grew with each clothing item that I took off.

Which made me proud of myself. he found me attractive even though I saw myself differently. When I was left with only my bra and underwear, he couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck!” he cursed under his breath and fast he was in front of me kissing me.

Then my bra was gone, I didn’t even know how he did it. while I was looking at that, he moved from my lips to my neck and that got me moaning louder. Then I heard a rip sound, and my underwear was gone. I tried to look but he wouldn’t allow me.

But I knew I was never going to be able to wear it again. I was sure it was pieces wherever it was. “You drive me

I while kissing crazy!” he declared picking me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took me to th

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He gently placed me on the bed and hovered over me. “Fucking perfect!” goodness! That got me wet and my clit throbbing. I wanted him so bad, but he was taking his time. He traced each scar I had on my body and kept leaving kisses on each one. noveldrama

Each wet kiss he left burned my skin, it made my whole body come alive. It made me yearn for more. It yearned to be touched and caressed. As if he could hear my thoughts, he did just that driving me crazy. Then I felt his warm

breath between my legs, and I moaned louder. “Oh!”

“Your moans drive me crazy.” He declared but I didn’t want him talking, I wanted him to act, to insert himself deep inside me and make me feel like a woman. As if he could hear my complaints. The man did exactly that.

“Am sorry, my love. I will only eat that pussy after we done. Right now, I want to be buried deep inside you. feel your walls clenching around me.” that just drove me to the edge. He was still talking and not moving.

Maybe he wanted me to adjust to his length, but I just wanted him to move. When he continued to give my breasts attention and not moving. I moved my hips. “So greedy!” he declared but I didn’t care. I wanted what I wanted, and I wanted it now.

When he finally moved, I wished I didn’t move first. At first he was a little soft, nice and slow. But then he picked up pace slamming into me hard. Long liard strokes that I could feel him deep inside me.

I was a mess moaning loudly and getting exactly what I wanted. The man reached places I didn’t know existed and all of it made me wonder where the hell has, he been all my life. Fuck!

“I love you, Olivia. With all my heart.” He declared but I couldn’t answer him. he turned my mind into mush, and I couldn’t think straight. As if he was angered by my silence, the man slammed into me harder and faster making me moan even louder.

I was sure everyone of the jet stuff could hear us all the way to the pilot. But at that moment I didn’t care. I was enjoying whatever that man was doing to me. his stroke came faster more rushed and sloppier, and I knew he was Cuming. I had already come twice already, and I was about to cum with him the third time.

He gave me one last stroke and we came undone at the same time. “I love you too.”