Chapter 4
Olivia’s POV
“Dickson we need to talk about this right now before anyone notices,” I said, my voice low and shaky as I grabbed a towel to wipe the c*m off my t**s and stomach, my body still buzzing hard from the orgasm that had ripped through me minutes ago.
My legs felt weak, p***y still throbbing and slick with a mix of my juices and the aftermath of him being inside me, and every step sent a fresh reminder of how full he had made me feel on that couch.
The crew was busy resetting lights and chatting about the footage but I could feel the heat in my cheeks and the guilt twisting in my gut like a knife.
He nodded quickly, his hand firm on my arm as he pulled me behind one of the prop walls at the edge of the set, away from the main cameras and crew noise.
His skin was
