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“We could order in,” I proposed, considering our options.

“What do you feel like having?” Oliver inquired, his tone suggesting he had something particular in mind.

“You,” I teased, unable to resist a flirtatious remark.

“Besides me, sex fiend,” Oliver chuckled. “I feel like a steak.”

“I don’t think any of the restaurants will deliver steak,” I mused, pondering our culinary choices.

“I don’t,” Oliver declared confidently, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

I rolled my eyes at his confidence because I was sure he was right. With just one phone call, we could be enjoying a five-star meal in less than an hour.

“Then get steak. Ask Sadie what she wants,” I suggested, knowing Oliver would handle the arrangements.

Oliver stepped outside to find Sadie sitting on the couch, wiping her eyes with a tissue. As I finished changing, I observed how tender he was with her, putting his arm around her shoulders for comfort. When I emerged from the room, he released Sadie and went into the foyer to make the phone call for food.

“That was nice of you to comfort Sadie. She appreciated it,” I murmured, snuggling closer to Oliver's chest as we settled into bed.

“Why is she so worried about finding a rich guy?” Oliver inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity.

“I told you that she didn’t have much when she was a child. She wants her adult life to be different,” I explained, tracing circles on his chest.

“I could ask Connect to promote her. She doesn’t need to find a guy to make her own money,” Oliver suggested, his concern for Sadie evident.

“Don’t do that. You can’t demand your companies promote people,” I cautioned gently, understanding the complexities of corporate dynamics.

“I’m sure she’s quite capable at her job,” Oliver persisted.

“She’s also only been there for five weeks. It would look strange. Even stranger if people found out we’re friends and I’m dating you,” I pointed out, recognizing the potential complications.

I playfully stuck my tongue out and licked his nipple, eliciting a surprised hiss from Oliver.

“Don’t do that unless you want to wake Sadie,” Oliver warned with a grin.

“Is that a challenge?” I teased, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

“I’d bet that you can’t keep quiet,” Oliver challenged, his eyes dancing with amusement.

“You act like I’m the only one that makes noise during sex. You’re pretty loud yourself,” I countered playfully.

“I can be quiet,” Oliver retorted confidently.

“Go for it. I want to see who cracks first,” I dared, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

Oliver reached down, lifting his hips to remove his boxers with a determined grin.

“Come on, get undressed. I’m taking you up on your bet,” he urged, his tone laced with anticipation.

I bit my lip nervously, unsure if I could keep quiet. Sometimes Oliver made me want to scream when we made love. As I hesitated, he grew impatient and clawed at my panties, tearing them off with a swift motion.

“Those were expensive,” I protested weakly.

“I’ll buy you several pairs if you like. Now off with the t-shirt. I take great pleasure in your breasts,” Oliver said, his voice low and husky.

I sat up and shucked off my t-shirt, tossing it to the floor. My panties were somewhere under the covers which Oliver pushed off us. He crawled between my legs and started to tease me with his tongue, eliciting a suppressed moan from me. The things he could do with his mouth.

I practically tore the bottom sheet off the mattress with my fists as he brought me to climax. It felt exquisite. He gently cleansed me with his tongue before moving up to kiss and suck my breasts, finally capturing my mouth in a hungry kiss. He positioned himself at my entrance, slowly sliding inside, and we lost ourselves in the intimacy of the moment.

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