Thank goodness Oliver gets us the heck out of there. The further away we get from my father the better.

I am beyond embarrassed. Everything about that was a nightmare. Dad's words to me, to Ollie. Jane yelling at Dad, George yelling at dad. Everyone now knowing I've slept with Ollie.

The tears overfill and fall over my lids as we pull away from Ollie's flat after quickly stopping for his things.

"Babe, please don't cry." He catches a glimpse and grabs my hand. Embarrassingly, I've been crying off and on since leaving the Thomas's house an hour ago.

"I'm sorry I-"

"What have I told you about apologizing?" He gives me a handsome smile and grips my hand tightly. His green eyes sparkle beneath the full moon and I nod using my shirt to dry my face. "I hate seeing you cry."

I laugh pathetically through my sniffles and glance at him, "Sorry."

Ollie lifts my hand and he playfully bites on my knuckles and drives his car to the M40 ramp. His phone is on the dash with the directions for North.

"So, Murry." He cracks a smile after setting my hand his lap. I curl up in the seat and lean against the center console and watch him speak, "When are we going to discuss the L-word-."

"No!" I jump and clamp a hand on his mouth. The car swerves, and another lays on it's horn, but then Ollie corrects back into his lane.

"Bloody Hell, I didn't realize you'd react that way."

"No-no, it's not that." The blood in my veins heats and my heart begins to pump quicker. I wanted this to be sweet, not while he was helping me run from my Dad and problems in the middle of the night in his car. But, i can't have him thinking I don'feel anything less than love for him,  "I love you."

"But?" He crosses into the slow lane and gulps, his face stoic but calm.

"But what?" It takes me a moment to realize he doesn't understand the type of love I have for him. My lips stretch wide and I can't help but watch him as he keeps his green eyes on the road before us.

"But?" He prompts glancing at me.

"No but."

"No but?" He asks, looking back to the road then to me quickly.

"No but. I love you, Oliver Thomas."

He's consistently looking from me to the road then back to me, his lips slowly curving into a grin to match mine.

The inside of the cab of his car illuminates with a flash of light and I glance outside, rain falls in sheets, and Ollie yanks the steering wheel to the right and pulls off to the shoulder.

"What is it?" I ask turning in my seat to look out the rear ran splattered window of his car.

Ollie releases my seat belt and pulls me over the center console squeezing me tightly in his lap.

Echoes of falling rain fill the car but I tangle my fingers into his hair and hug him to my neck.

Ollie pulls back his eyes flitting all around my face and holds my cheeks in his hands, "Say it again." He demands.

"I love you, Oliver Thomas-." He smirks and kisses me before I can finish. He kisses me hard and without hesitation.

Ollie grips the ponytail at the back of my head and pulls on it gently, parting our lips and his brow twitches mischievously, "say it again."

I wet my lips and know I'm blushing, but the hardness I'm straddled on mixed with his deep voice and dark eyes makes me want to say it over and over for him, "I love you, Oliver Thomas."

"I love you too, Murry." My heart stutters and I feel giddy and hot everywhere.

We kiss again. Messy and sweet and perfect. When his tongue slides and twists against mine I don't stifle the moan that comes from me. I don't hesitate for overthinking. I simply react, pressing myself against the front of him.

A car whizzes by with their horn blaring but even that doesn't stop me. My hands travel down in the tiny space we have and find his pants. I unbutton them and pull the zipper down.

"Murry, car sex is a fucking fantasy of mine but not on the M40.” He chuckles, but I can't help myself.

I want him now.

"But I want you inside of me."

"Fucking, fuck." He moans and shimmies his pants down to his knees while I lean up and push my panties off to the side.

Another loud horn goes off from another car, but I lower myself onto him and grip the back of his neck. We both moan with pleasure and I grind myself against him as he breathes against my neck, sucking and biting.

I roll my hips against him, loving the feel of my underwear riding against the most sensitive part of me.

"God, baby, you're so beautiful." He coaxes letting his head fall back and watching my hips grind against him.

I'm throbbing and pulsing everywhere, wanting more and more of him.

When the tremors hit, I feel him find his release shortly after. He spills inside me, and I fall against him, as another car wails loudly.

"Shit," He laughs still breathing hard.

I climb off, and feel his release mixing with my own coating my panties but quickly take my seat as he stuffs himself back into his pants and flicks the turn signal on. "I'm hungry." He says and I burst into laughter. "What? Fucking makes me hungry."

"Ollie, you're always hungry."

Short and sweet! Well was it sweet? Kind of? Yes, it was sweet lol 😆

Tell me your thoughts! Next couple chapters will be quite smutty lol just a warning lol

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