Page 14 of Lovers and Lace

Allegra clicked on her small digital voice recorder. “International super model. MBA. Business mogul. These are some of the words that describe the illustrious Olivia Wilson. Please tell our readers how you’ve accomplished so much at only thirty.”

Olivia blushed at Allegra’s praise. She was one to talk. Although older than Olivia at fifty-five, Allegra had accomplished just as much for her family’s mass media empire. Even more.

“I think it really began with the support and encouragement of my parents. My father met my mother when they were young. She was a veterinary tech at the time and to my father, she seemed to know as much about animals as the veterinarian she worked for. He encouraged her to think big, take a chance on herself, and enroll in veterinary school.”

“How forward thinking of him, wouldn’t you say?” Allegra asked.

Olivia nodded. It had been. “I agree. They were married long before she graduated, but she’s the main vet at my family’s dairy farm and has four offices in and around Orville, Ohio. She employs many women, and she and my father have encouraged me and my sisters to pursue our dreams, even if they didn’t include working for Wilson Dairy.” Olivia loved them all the more for their unconditional support.

She and Allegra continued the interview as if they were just having a friendly conversation. Topics ranged from what it took to be successful, especially for a woman, to hobbies and how Olivia spent her down time. Since Sergio had joined them, she’d expected Allegra to ask about her love life.

“If I recall, in your early days with Delcinia, you and Sergio Martinez were quite the It Couple for about a year. And now you’re back together and partners at Delcinia.” Because Vera was dying. Olivia was grateful Allegra hadn’t brought that up. It was too painful to talk about and wasn’t common knowledge.

“Yes, that’s true. We came together when I was just starting out and very young. And we spent quite a few years apart.” She chose her words carefully and wasn’t about to bring up Sergio’s father as the reason for their breakup. “Reuniting personally and professionally after so much time apart was unexpected, but so far it’s been wonderful.”

The threat of Carlos Martinez destroying their relationship a second time always loomed in the back of Olivia’s mind, but she was enjoying her and Sergio’s “love bubble” too much to walk away. She was older now and was confident she could handle the fallout should the worst come to pass. Her position with Delcinia was iron clad as stated in her contract, so she had no worries there.

After the interview ended, she and Sergio joined Allegra for a quick bite to eat on Allegra’s hotel suite’s balcony with a lovely coastal view. Conversation and laughs flowed freely while they enjoyed tropical chicken, shrimp scampi skewers, and bone-in beef short ribs with rice pilaf and green beans as sides. They’d left Allegra’s when she’d received a business call from Milan she needed to take.

She and Sergio immediately began shedding their clothes the moment they’d closed and locked Olivia’s suite door. The spacious rotunda suite offered panoramic views of the beach, as well as brilliant sunrises and magnificent sunsets from the balcony. Valuing her privacy, Olivia had pulled down and secured the shades before she’d left the room for the day’s activities.

Sergio led her to the balcony by the hand after they’d undressed, not that there was much to remove. He sprawled out on the thickly cushioned lounge chair, quickly sheathed his rigid cock, and guided Olivia down to straddle his lap.

Olivia’s mouth covered his, her calm shattered with the hunger of their kisses. Sergio’s lips were warm and firm as he gave of himself freely. His voracious kisses sent the pit of her stomach into a wild swirl, and her core slickened.

She rubbed her damp pussy along his thick stalk, the friction against her sensitive clit causing intense pleasure to swamp her senses. The rush of heat consumed her, and a greedy orgasm tore through her. Olivia slumped over Sergio, trying to catch her breath.

He held her for a moment, his skin warm and damp. “Ride me, mi amor. Fuck me hard,” Sergio whispered, his voice deep, rough, and commanding.

Bolstered by her own frenzied desire, Olivia quickly lowered herself, guiding his thick length inside her, her body adjusting to accommodate his size.

Sergio gripped her hips, and Olivia met the driving rhythm he set for them. He lifted her up and down on his throbbing cock at a near frantic pace. She threw her head back and moaned her pleasure, her breasts bouncing from the force of their fucking.

When his movements became jerky, he slipped his hand between her legs and rubbed her engorged clit with deft fingers, sending her over the edge with soul-wrenching satisfaction. He followed her over shortly after with a low groan, pulsing his release inside her.

Their sweaty foreheads touched, and neither said a word. They listened to the calming sounds of the crashing waves wrapped in bliss.

“I love you so much, but I’m terrified something is going to happen to tear us apart again,” Olivia whispered into the night, her eyes still closed. She’d meant Sergio’s father. He was Carlos’s only son. They’d eventually make amends. Where would that leave her? Them?

Sergio caressed her back, sending a shiver down her spine. “Nothing’s going to happen. You’re my heart and soul. El amor de mi vida. Always.”

Olivia wanted to believe but was unsure. “He’s your father. You’re his only son.” Not that Sergio needed a reminder.

He kissed her bare shoulder and fireworks tingled through her body. “He was my tormentor. My warden. You have no idea the sheer joy I felt when I quit Martinez Designs and reclaimed my life. There is nothing he could say or do, ever, that would cause me to walk away. My life, my way.” Sergio seemed so certain.

Olivia was torn. He sounded sincere and she knew from what Sergio and his sisters had shared with her that Carlos was “difficult,” even before Justine and Silvia had passed away.

“Let me prove myself to you. Move in with me. You already have a few of your things at my place. Move the rest in. Keep your condo for security. Let’s take our shot and grab the happiness we were so unfairly robbed of.”

Oh my God. She bit her lower lip, willing herself to believe they truly had a future together this time around. Sergio seemed earnest now, she prayed his mindset didn’t change when he and his father eventually reconciled.

Still though, Olivia needed to be cautious. It was the prudent thing to do. She had to protect herself. “Can I think about it?”

Sergio chuckled beneath her, and their bodies jiggled. “Of course. I’m thrilled you’re willing to consider it.”

Sergio took one last glance around the former dressing room with adjoining bathroom that he’d converted into a spacious office for Olivia. It was directly across the hall from his office / library on the third level of his, now their home. It had been three short weeks since their time in Santa Rosa Beach, and surprisingly Olivia had agreed to move in with him. Moving day had finally arrived.

He’d been smiling so much since he’d woken up his jaw ached, but he didn’t care. Sergio’s first and only love was going to share in his life completely. Both professionally and now personally. Sergio was a lucky man. And so, so grateful.

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