By the time he was released, James was so emotionally drained that a possible drive through the noisy city did not sound at all appealing. He found Olivia in the police station lobby, relieved that he was cleared of all charges. In spite of her obvious fatigue, she agreed to drive back to his cabin. Predictably though, the news of someone trying to frame him did not go down well with her.

James had an extra reason to be troubled: if Captain Biden was correct, Darryl’s parents knew about his involvement in their son’s accident; yet, for some reason, they had not said anything to him. They had not blamed him for their son’s death and had even assisted him in signing a contract with a prestigious record company.

“If I was in his father’s shoes, I’d want his friend’s head on a spike. It wouldn’t matter how close my son and he were. He could have helped my boy a million times, but, if he was responsible for his death, the least I’d do was try to put him behind bars. Their behavior doesn’t make any sense. But still, something just doesn’t add up. Darryl was killed nine years ago. Why would they wait all this time to try anything like this?”

Olivia’s terrible mood changed, when she turned her car left, onto the uphill road that led to his retreat and for good reason: The first red, orange and pink colors of the sunset were in the clear, blue sky. A bright smile formed on her glorious face.

“Normally, I’d want to watch the sunset…” She claimed, turning to him, as her small, red Toyota rolled to a gentle halt. “But we’ve both had a long, hard day. I think what we both need is a hot cup of tea. What about you?”

“I wouldn’t say ‘no’ to you.” He spoke in a mild tone. “You don’t get to see that a lot.”

“God…” Olivia snorted in amusement, leaning over him. “You’re something else, you know that?”

“What makes you say that?” James asked.

“I’ll tell you what. Start a fireplace fire and I’ll make us some tea.” She suggested.

“Deal,” he smiled. With her silvery voice ringing in his ears, he picked up a pile of wood from his shed and brought it inside, as she hummed Adele’s “Send my love (to your lover). James was familiar with that song; he actually like it. It was a lot more cheerful than the ones he had written, and full of sarcasm. The one thing he could not understand, however, was Olivia’s high spirits. She had driven more than two hundred miles: she had spent an hour talking to the police and yet; she would not stop smiling.

James poured some oil on the wood and then seated himself down on the hardwood floor, wrapping his left arm around his knee. He lit a match and threw it into the fireplace.

“It looks like nothing can dampen your spirits.” He remarked in disgruntled tones, as the fire roared to life.

“That’s not true.” She rejected that notion, joining him by the fireplace. “Ok, today didn’t go as planned, but we’re here, aren’t we?”

“I just told you that someone wants to…”

“I know.” Olivia interjected. “I don’t like it. But I won’t let it ruin our night.”

Believing that she didn’t understand him, James remained silent. He tightened his lips, turning his attention to the fire.

“You and I are so different.” She said in her calm, fruity voice, tucking her legs under her. “Ok, I get it; you’re in a tough situation. But, what are you going to do? Let it get to you? I wouldn’t do that. No, sir, I’d focus on the immediate.”

“What did you mean, back in the car?” James inquired, returning his gaze to her face.

“You’re too selfless, James.” She responded her tone a little lighter. “I mean, you’d just been through hell and you wanted to please me. You need to think about yourself from time to time. If I were you, I’d say something like: ‘Go watch that damn sunset by yourself. I need to go take a shower’.”

Unable to stop the fit of laughter that her last sentence brought on, James burst out giggling, burying his face between his knees.

“Good one.” He chuckled, sensing her soft palm on his fingers.

“Ok, quick question;” Olivia chirped. “How do you relax around here?”

“A swim in the pool usually does the trick.”

“You have a pool?” She opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

“Yeah,” he said with a nod. “It’s in my basement.”

“Then follow me,” Olivia attempted a raspy tone. She jumped up, grabbed her bag and sprinted across his living room. Amused, but also excited with the idea of seeing her in a bikini, he would not let the opportunity pass him by. James was still in the corridor that led to his swimming pool, when he heard a big splash.

The sun had almost completely set. The small amount of light coming through the glass façade set the mood for a romantic night. As he sauntered into the room, the sight that greeted him sent his pulse racing. Olivia had only just emerged from the pool. Water was dripping down her face, chest, and arms. She had no swim suit on.

“What are you waiting for?” She wondered, pushing her hair back from her face, her voice echoing in the room. James pressed on a light switch on the wall. The four appliqués in the corners were lit. Olivia’s wet body shone in the dim light. Eager to take her in his arms again, he took off his clothes in a hurry. He stopped at the edge of the pool, as her gaze slid up his chiseled abs and his rock hard pecs.

“Wow…” Olivia silently mouthed at him. James got his arms and hands in position and bent at the waist, pointing his fingers toward the water. Tucking in his chin, he tilted forward into the pool. His large, heavy body made a huge splash. James emerged, inches away from her and pushed his hair back from his face. Olivia had a cunning smile on her face, as she took a short step towards him. She was about to speak, but he raised his arm and put his fingers over her mouth.

“Let me do the all the talking; and please, don’t interrupt me,” James requested, his voice raspy with the need for action. She nodded her assent. “When I met you, I thought you’d just distract me. It wasn’t personal; that’s just the way I felt about all women. Maybe you will; but really, I’d love it if you did. You’re unpredictable, funny, supportive, loving … you’re like an oasis in the desert of my heart, Olivia.”

“Kiss me,” she said in a loving whisper, as he removed his hand from her mouth. James entwined his long arms around her back and pulled her close, tilting his head down to meet her lips. Olivia circled her own arms around his neck, as their lips joined in a long, tender kiss. With her warm, wet body in his embrace, he caressed her back, as she pressed herself into him. A simple, upward push was enough to lift her off her feet. Her playful gasp made his heart flutter, as she tightened her hold. Olivia wrapped her legs around his waist, as he glided his hands up and down her body.

“God, these lips…” She whispered in his mouth, as their kiss deepened, her husky voice sending shivers down his spine. Feeling her breasts pressing against his chest, he slid his hands down her back, as she slipped her hand into his hair. James grabbed and held on to her big, juicy ass, forcing a long, pleasurable moan out of her, as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, baby…” She whimpered, tilting her head back, as he filled his palms with the delectable flesh of her butt cheeks. He squeezed them hard, laying a soft kiss on her chin, as she grabbed a fistful of his hair. Nipping his way down the tender skin of her neck, he massaged her ass, as she firmed her grip on him, her hot sighs turning him on even more. James’ lips stopped at her breasts. Without much thought, he took her right one into his mouth, gliding his middle finger over her pussy and her butt crack. A manly groan escaped him, as the flesh of her ample breast filled his mouth. The tip of his hot, moist tongue circled her swollen nipple, as his finger moved down her body. James used his index finger to spread the wet folds of her womanhood, eager to sense her moisture. Just as he did though, he moved his fingers down her pussy.

“Oh, you little tease.” Olivia moaned, squeezing her eyes shut, as James’ middle finger found her clit. James flicked his tongue over her nipple. A gentle bite forced a loud moan out of her, as he began to rub her clit. Still, as much as they were both enjoying this, he knew that he could do much more. So, tightening his grip, he walked towards the closest edge of the pool. He planted one last kiss on her breast and pulled back, before lifting her up over the edge of the pool, then easing her down onto the floor. Olivia opened her eyes and gazed down into his, seductively opening her legs. What she did next blew his mind and made his balls tingle with anticipation: She put her hands on her breasts, squeezed them first and pressed them together, licking her upper lip.

“So hot…” James said, his voice a barely audible, raspy whisper, as he slid his gaze down her body. Her dripping wet pussy beckoned to be touched; yet, he would not do that just yet. Instead, he fixed his gaze on her right inner thigh. Shutting his eyes, he bent his head down towards her thigh, slipping his right hand up her other leg. Olivia smiled, before removing her hands from her body. She leaned back against her arms, surrendering to him, as his lips closed around her flesh. Kissing his way up her inner thigh, James stroked her upper outer thigh, her husky whimpers audible over the slurping sound of his kisses. The sweet scent of her juices became stronger and stronger by the second. His mouth reached the crook between her inner thigh and her pussy. Grabbing her by the hips, he pulled her closer. Not wasting any more time, he stuck his tongue out.

“Awwwww, baby!” Olivia moaned, biting her lower lip, as he slowly slid his tongue up her soaking wet pussy, tasting her ample, thick juices. He stopped it at her clit, as she reached her right arm towards him. James began to lick her erogenous zone in a circular motion, sensing her hand knitting into his hair. He could feel her wetness on his chin. Pulling her clit into his mouth, he let go of her left hip and led his hand to her entrance. The tip of his middle finger teased in, as he flicked his tongue across her hard, swollen clit. But James wanted to stimulate her even further and a simple tease would not suffice. Therefore, he slowly pushed his middle finger deep inside her, nibbling on her clit at the same time.

“That’s it!” Her loud groan encouraged him, as she pressed his head against her crotch. Olivia’s juices flowed down his finger, as James licked her clit faster. His tongue darted relentlessly against her erogenous zone, as his penetration sent her one step closer to heaven. She was writhing beneath him, her moans much louder than his grunts, her pussy muscles flexing out of control as he worshipped her. Understanding she was close, James used his index finger to penetrate her as well and even quickened his pace, savoring the taste of her pussy juices as they flowed down his fingers and were licked up by his tongue.

“I’m coming, baby!” Olivia moaned, banging her free hand against the floor, the sounds of her arousal filling the air, as her orgasm literally ripped through her like a bolt of lightning, her juices drenching James’ fingers. Overflowing with pride, he pulled them out of her and pushed them into his mouth, eager to taste some more of her juices.

Olivia collapsed onto the floor, gasping for breath, but, in just a few seconds, she rolled onto her chest. Then, she got up on all fours and looked down at him, over her right shoulder. She started crawling towards the glass façade, maintaining eye contact with him. For a moment, James wondered what she had in mind, but his question was answered, when she stopped, inches away from the façade. Olivia reached behind her back, as a sexy smile spread across her face.

“Come to me…” She whispered, grasping her right ass cheek.

“I want to fill you up so bad.” James spoke in his deep, manly voice. He held onto the side of the pool, moved his right leg over the side and rolled out of it. But, just when he was about to get up, he realized that she had a surprise for him. Olivia was facing him, scanning his impressive body, from bottom to top. Four quick steps brought him closer to her.

“I’d love that…” Yet another husky whisper escaped her, as he sat on his knees in front of her. “But I have something else in mind.”

She didn’t give him time to ask. Olivia closed her eyes and leaned forward, taking her hands off the floor. Her lips landed on his stomach, just below his chest as she wrapped her fingers around his big, stiff cock. Pulling the foreskin back, she planted a hot, sensual kiss on his skin. Her free hand cupped his large, heavy balls.

“You made me come so hard.” She said in her sexy voice, stroking his manhood. “I want to return the favor.”

“Do it.” He grunted, locking his gaze on her face. Olivia’s gentle bite sent waves of pleasure, mixed with pain up and down his body. James bit his upper lip, watching as she made her way down, sensing his massive manhood in her tender hand. She tasted his skin, tracing her tongue over the heavily defined ridges of his abs. Every few seconds, she would bite, adding to his arousal. James couldn’t wait to feel her lips on his cock. She didn’t keep him waiting for long. Just after she reached his groin, Olivia gripped his shaft tightly and led it into her mouth.

“Fuck…” James groaned, tilting his head back, sensing his throbbing cock getting lost inside her. She flicked her tongue against the tiny hole on the head first and then pushed it down her throat, sending unrelenting pleasure coursing through his body. He tilted his head forward again and looked down at her. Her passion and her drive overwhelmed him. Olivia’s short moans were a clear sign that she was enjoying this as well. She jerked his cock, twisting it at the base, taking more and more of his length in her mouth. James’ gaze slid down her back. The sight of her ass, hanging in the air, filled his mind with all kinds of dirty thoughts. He leaned over her, reaching his arms towards her butt cheeks, the slurping noises of her worship turning him on even more. He grabbed and squeezed her delicious ass, savoring the feel of her flesh in his palms. Olivia let out a gasp of surprise, but she did not stop. James ran his fingers down her pussy and then back up, before pushing them through the moist folds of her womanhood.

“God, that feels so good.” She moaned, pulling his cock out of her mouth. “But it’s not fair.”

“I want to make you cum again.” He said, kneading her ass, as his fingers got buried deep inside her dripping wet pussy.

“Fuck me.” Olivia urged him, her sexy whimper making his heart beat with a mixture of excitement and unbridled lust. She took her hands off of him altogether and turned around, offering him a great chance to marvel at her juicy ass. A thick drop of precum rolled off the head of his cock and dripped onto the floor, as he grabbed his manhood. James aligned it with her entrance, staring down at her butt cheeks. Before he penetrated her, she looked up at him, over her right shoulder.

“Hard;” Olivia’s tone was huskier than ever. “Fuck me hard.”

Of course, he needed no encouragement. Grabbing her by the hips, he shoved his entire length into her, sensing his shaft getting lost in her depths. Olivia’s moan bounced off the walls of the room, as he filled her up. Still, she would not take her eyes off of him. James’ body was still wet and his muscles were shining in the pale light. His pace would not be slow, not even at first. Their day had been quite terrible, but the night had been nothing short of magical. He had loved her worship so much that he could not control himself. James put his hand on her other hip and started pounding her hard and fast from behind, watching her ass wobbling with each thrust.

“Oh, my God…” she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth to meet his pace, as he stuffed her full of his big, stiff cock. He slapped her right butt cheek to the point of pleasure, forcing an even louder and more pleasurable groan out of her, feeling her soaking wet pussy clinging to his manhood. Her juices were flowing down her butt crack and all over his shaft. He could see her breast sides, as they bounced back and forth. James leaned forward, sliding his hands up her midsection. His lips brushed against her spine, as she reached back. Olivia stroked his cheek, as his hands cupped her breasts from behind.

“I’m coming…” She whimpered, as he quenched her desire. “God, I’m coming again.”

He squeezed her breasts, planting a long, fervent kiss at the top of her spine, as she caressed his face, moaning louder by the second. He could feel his cock going all the way in and out of her, as he trapped her nipples between his thumb and index fingers. James pinched them lightly, laying short kisses all over her upper back. By now, she was bucking wildly against him, dragging her fingernails across his cheek. Olivia’s second orgasm that night was even more powerful than the first. Her body quivered, as she was overcome by an earth-shattering climax that had her back arching with pleasure. Unable to withhold his own orgasm any longer, he leaned back. Pulling out, he jerked his throbbing cock a few times, until a massive amount of semen shot out of his cock, his manly grunts audible over her moans. James spurted his juices all over her ass and her lower back. He tumbled onto the floor beside her and rolled over onto his back, panting for breath…

“Damn.” He gasped; “on the floor? We did it on the floor?”

“Who cares?” She laughed, laying her head on his chest. “It was amazing.” She purred, running her left hand up his stomach.

“Still…” James sighed. “No restraint? At all?”

“You shouldn’t have teased me so much.” Olivia smiled up at him. “Besides, I don’t remember you complaining.”

“I’m just messing with you.” He confessed, circling his left arm around her neck. “It was fantastic.”

“I really don’t want to go back to New York tomorrow.” All of a sudden, her voice lowered to a soft, sad whisper.

“I don’t want you to leave, either.” He said; his voice calm as he gazed down deep into her eyes. “But, you need to go to work and I need to start looking for the person who’s been trying to frame me.”

Olivia spoke no more. She only snuggled up against him, caressing his wrist, as he took her in his embrace. James savored this very first intimate moment with a woman in nearly a decade, losing himself in the moment.

That night, they stayed up until the early morning, talking and having sex for hours. Her presence helped him get rid of any negative thoughts. It was as if he had taken her advice and had focused on the immediate. He would no longer reflect on the past, neither would he allow the threat that loomed over his head affect his mood.

“Say ‘goodbye’ to the cranky man you met the other day, my sweet Olivia. All I want to do now is have some fun for a change. God knows it’s been a long time since I did. Take my hand, you little devil in disguise. Take my hand and I’ll show you the world within me…”