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I looked down and saw a pile of dark hair and smiled to myself.
I ran my lazy fingertips up and down Olivia’s sleeping form. The events of last night came crashing back to me like a cavalcade of reasons for me to smile. I closed my eyes and traced circles along her back. Her breathing steadied out against my skin. Her breath cascaded over my chest as my heart beat against her ear. I closed my eyes, reveling in the marks and welts she had left behind on me.
I felt every single one of them pulsing to life.
I knew my neck would be riddled with them, but I knew my legs would be worse. The two of us had practically stumbled into my mansion, toppling over the backs of furniture and crashing decorations to the ground. My maid would have a great deal to clean up today. I’d have to make sure to leave her a very nice tip. I’d marked just about every room in my place with her last night. I touched her down, in some way, into every room my home boasted of. I pressed her into walls, bent her over furniture. She dropped to her knees and sucked me off in the damn kitchen before sinking her teeth into the meat of my throbbing thighs.
I fucked her on the stairs. On the bathroom counter. In my damn shower as we tried steaming away the ache in our veins. We finally piled into my bed that night, coated in one another and drumming up sweat as I emptied myself into her. Time after time.
She was the only woman who could ever make me cum more than once in an entire evening. And I made sure to coat her in every drop I had brewing in my balls for her over the years.
I lay there, staring at the ceiling, as Olivia slowly woke up. I fisted her hair and drew her face up to mine, watching as her beautiful eyes sparkled with the rays of the morning sun. I brought my lips down onto hers. I kissed her, feeling my body rise to the occasion again. I slowly rolled her over and let my lips fall to her neck. I kissed the bruises I’d left behind, the marks I’d made against her skin. I traveled down her chest, down her stomach, down her pelvis, until my nose nuzzled against the fragrant sweet spot between her dripping pussy lips.
I ate my fill of what I wanted for breakfast, until she was climbing the walls and begging me to stop.
I gathered her into my arms and walked her on wobbling legs down the stairs and around the banister to the kitchen. I didn’t care that we were still naked. I didn’t care if my maid came in and saw us. I kept myself strong for her as she curled into me, trembling from the aftershocks of the three orgasms I’d managed to tumble over her body. I sat her down in the breakfast nook I had tucked away in my kitchen, a private little area where the two of us could play footsies under the table without a care in the world. I went into the living room and plucked two blankets from my couches. I wrapped one around my waist, then slid the other one around Olivia’s shoulders.
It wasn’t until the coffee started percolating that she finally found her voice to speak.
“I’m nervous about lunch,” she said hoarsely.
I glanced over at her, watching her pull the blanket around her body, cutting herself off from me.
“You know there’s no reason to be nervous with them. They love you,” I said.
“Maybe back then. But it’s been years since I’ve seen them. What if they…?”
“Don’t even think it.”
“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”
“You were going to ask me if they hated you. And you know that’s not true,” I said.
I poured each of us a mug of strong coffee and took it back to the nook. I grabbed the cream and sugar from the refrigerator, then slid it in front of Olivia. I watched her slowly make her coffee the way she always had: twice the amount of cream I felt necessary with a dash of sugar to sweeten the deal. She sprinkled it in as I toasted up some bagels. I whipped up a quick fruit salad and rolled some thinly sliced meat over slivers of cheese to give us some protein. I set everything down between us before I slid back into the booth, and I instinctively reached my feet out to find hers, an automatic move I’d always done back in college.
“So, you think lunch will go well?” Olivia asked.
“Truth be told, I already told them you were coming this afternoon,” I said.
“What?”
I nodded. “Mhm. And they’re very excited to see you again.”
