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The burn is so fucking good.

“Oh, bella,” he whispers by my ear. “You fuck me so well, baby.”

I smile as he slowly slides out.

“I can feel every muscle inside this beautiful cunt.” He pushes back in hard, and I convulse with a deep shudder. As soon as he starts talking dirty, it’s all over.

His lips take mine aggressively, and I can taste my arousal. “Fuck me,” he growls. “Fuck me hard.”

Oh, God.

Nobody fucks like Rici Ferrara. Nobody.

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I bounce into the gym just past seven.

“Good morning.” I smile at the receptionist as I walk past.

“Hello,” she says as she winds the vacuum cord up. “Nice day, isn’t it?”

“Gorgeous!” I call as I get onto the treadmill and crank it up.

To be honest, I hadn’t even noticed the weather. Every day is a good day to me lately. Mr. Ferrara is an expert at putting a smile on my face. I’ve never felt so adored in all my life.

I walk briskly as I try to warm up.

“Good morning.” I look over to see the girl I met when I was in here last time.

“Oh, hi.” I smile.

She frowns at me. “I’m sorry. What was your name again? I’m terrible with names.”

I laugh. “I’m crap, too. I’m Olivia. What’s yours?”

“Jennifer.”

“Hi, Jennifer.” I smile. I like this girl. It’s nice having an Aussie around.

She climbs onto the walker beside me and starts it up. “Bring on the cardio.” She huffs as she turns it up. “I swear, I’ve put on five kilos since I moved here. I’m eating pasta with every meal, topped off with wine and cocktails. I’m gaining weight quickly.”

“Me, too,” I chuckle.

She walks briskly, her high ponytail bouncing behind her. “We went to this restaurant last night and it was incredible. Dominion. Have you been there?”

“No.” I frown. “Good?”

“They have this soft-shell chili crab. It’s to die for, and worth every fucking calorie.” She puts her hand over her heart and closes her eyes.

I laugh at her dramatics. “I’ll have to try it.”

“You seriously do.”

We walk in silence for a few minutes. “What are you doing today?” I puff.

“Looking for a job,” she says. “I had a week off and the plan was to wait until I found something that I really love, but I’m getting homesick.” She pants as she walks briskly. “I figure I need to keep busy.”

“Yeah, I get that. The time difference does my head in. Every time I want to chat, my parents are in bed.”