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moving a little faster, filling her a little harder. She matched her movements to mine, rising as I fell, falling as I rose. Her legs wrapped around me, her heels digging into my ass, her inner muscles squeezing my throbbing cock.
    “Ay Papi,” she screamed, slamming up against me with wild abandon.
    The tight channel surrounding my cock grew hotter, tighter, wetter. I roared like an animal in heat as I gave into the pleasure, throbbing inside her as I came.
    “Yes,” Olivia moaned, another orgasm making her tremble as I held still, keeping myself buried deep inside her.
     “You are so yummy,” she said softly, a smile on her face.
    I slowly withdrew, enjoying the way she trembled, the way she bit her bottom lip. I lay down next to her, pulling her close. She rested her hand on my stomach, nuzzling against me.
    I shook my head, unable to keep the smile off my own face. “You are so incredible that no words suffice. Why didn’t we do this sooner?”
    After a few seconds with no response, I glanced down and chuckled. The night had finally caught up with her and she had fallen asleep, still smiling. I kissed the top of her head, pulled her tight against me, and closed my eyes.

Chapter 9: Olivia
    Slowly, the world came back to me. The world was a lot more painful than I remembered it to be. “Oh my God,” I moaned. “Someone kill me and put me out of my misery.” I slowly opened my eyes, thankful the lights weren’t on. My head wouldn’t be able to handle that. It was already pounding like someone was using it in a marching band. On the bright side, opening my eyes stopped the room from spinning. I started to sit up but the pounding in my head increased, telling me I wasn’t up for that kind of strenuous activity just yet. I laid back down.
    While telling myself it was time to put my big girl panties on and get up because I had adult things like work to take care of, I tried to peer into the foggy recesses of my brain to see what had led to feeling like warmed-over death. I remembered getting the phone call from Linda – Ugh! Puta! – and having the bombshell about Pete dropped in my lap. I decided I needed a few drinks to settle my nerves so I went to Inferno, planning to abuse my employee discount until it cried for mercy.
    I winced, reaching up and rubbing my temple. Things started to get blurry around that time. Some asshole had tried to pick me up but he had finally decided to leave. No, that wasn’t quite right. He left, but only because someone made him leave. Dante. He had shown up like a knight in shining armor and chased the horny dragon away. I couldn’t help but smile at the memory, as blurry as it was. Dante had saved me, and then he had a couple of drinks with me. And I thought the kiss for the coffee would be the highlight of my week.
    Coffee. Now there was a good idea waiting to happen. I just needed to motivate myself to get out of bed. I licked my lips. Strange. There was a peculiar taste in my mouth. Not bad, just… different. I licked my lips again. The taste was there, too. Not Jack Daniels. Not Coke.
    I sat up quickly, my head exploding into a million pieces from the sudden movement, but it didn’t matter. The pain was there but it was like my brain simply filed it away to use for later, because I remembered. I remembered it all. Everything. Mierda.
Shit
.
    I glanced around the dim room, praying I was wrong. I reached out and turned on the small lamp on the nightstand next to the bed. I had a lamp on a nightstand next to my bed, too, but not
this
lamp. Not
this
nightstand. I was in
his
bedroom. It had all been real.
    I dropped back on the bed. Son of a bitch. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. I had often fantasized about what the first time with Dante would be like. None of those fantasies involved me throwing myself at him while drunk off my ass. Oh, and on top of that, I was naked. I vaguely remembered still wearing my dress when I went