OLIVIA FOX [Completed]

CHAPTER SEVEN

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Mable and Orlando are in a building. It looks like a warehouse. They are both tied to a chair. Then the fire starts. I run into the building. I am confused. I don’t know who to save first. I am still contemplating when Orlando starts burning. OLIVIA. He yells and I wake up.
The nightmares. I have not had them for days. I am sweating profusely. And my lips are cold. Then I feel a very cold chill run through my entire body almost making me shiver. I hate these nightmares. I hate these nightmares so much and I want them to stop. I need them to stop. I know I will not be able to sleep again till morning. I am too scared to close my eyes. I do not want to see Orlando burning. Or Mable in trouble. I go to the kitchen, make myself a cup of coffee with a lot of cream. I want to check my mail but I’m scared and I do not know why. I have not checked it since I got out of the hospital. I’m just not ready. I look out my window to Orlando’s house and everywhere looks dark. He must be asleep. I get this yearning. To sneak into his house. And sneak into bed with him. And make him cuddle me so tight. Hmm.
At daybreak, I give Dr. Brooks a call.
“I still get the nightmares though not as frequent as before. But the nightmares are changing. Before it is just me but now I see people I care about in danger.”
“Have you been taking your medications the way I asked you to?”
“Yes. Yes I have.”
“Olivia. My dear. The healing process is a gradual one. It takes time for the mind to heal. Don’t skip your medications. Get a hobby. Try out new things. If the nightmares become too frequent, then you should pay me a visit.”
“Okay. Thanks. Bye Dr. Brooks.”
I am sleepy. So I go back to bed.
The ringing of my phone wakes me.
“Orlando?”
“Come to my house.”
“Now?”
“Yes. Now.”
“Okay.”
Come to my house. So authoritative. I have never had anyone who had the spine to talk to me in such a commanding tone. Not even Cosmos. Even though I loved him. Even though we were married. He still feared my money. But Orlando. He seems not to care. Maybe it is because he has a little money of his own.
I jump into the shower and wear a green sheath dress afterwards. I decorate my feet with a pair of black sandals heels. I apply make up on my face, comb my hair and puff cologne onto my neck.
“Carl. I’ll be at Orlando’s. Please don’t wait up for me.”
I knock at Orlando’s door but he doesn’t answer. I twist the door knob and the door opens.
“Orlando? Where are you?” I am almost shouting.
“In the bedroom.” He answers almost shouting too. The bedroom? What is going on? What is this man planning? I walk to the bedroom. I can remember which room it is because of the last time I was here. The door of the room is open and Orlando is seating on a wooden sit facing the large wooden table. He is focused on something on the table. His face from the side I can see looks too serious. Whatever he is doing is either very important to him or challenging. I am still standing at the door.
“Don’t tell me you plan on standing there all day.” He says without looking at me. I do not reply. I do not move. He stops what he is doing and finally looks at me. He stands from the chair and walks towards me. Without still saying anything, he grazes his lips against mine and then he kisses me. Deeply.
“You look stunning. And overdressed. As usual.”
I roll my eyes on him.
“What are you doing?” I glance at the table.
“Jigsaw puzzle. It’s harder than I thought.”
My eyes light up. I cannot remember the last time I played. It has been ages.
“You play?”
“You bet I do.”
“Wow.”
I hurriedly walk over to the table.
“How long have you been on this?” I ask him.
“If I tell you promise not to laugh?”
“Scout’s honor.”
“Four hours.”
“Are you kidding me? Four fucking hours and the board is still empty.” I start laughing.
“Olivia. You promised not to laugh.” He is laughing too and he starts chasing me and I run to the other side of the table.
“I lied.” I love his eyes. They sparkle.
“What if I complete this game in less than an hour? What will be my reward?” I have my business face on.
“What reward do you want? Ask anything even to the half of my Kingdom and I will give it to you Olivia.” He is playful. His playfulness is very sexy.
“Make me an offer. An irresistible one.” I say rolling my eyes all over his body.
He slowly walks over to where I am standing and I face him. He holds me close against his body and I can feel his heat.  He runs his fingers over my cheeks. My lips. My neck. My collarbone. And back to my face. I try very hard not to shake.
“If you can complete this game in less than an hour, I would fuck you so hard you would forget your name.”
I swallow. I swallow hard. My eyes are locked in his.
“Good offer Mr. Orlando Baltimore. I hope you know Olivia Fox doesn’t know how to lose. I accept your challenge.”
He bends his head down to my right ear and whispers. “Good. Your time starts now.”
My dad was a lover of the Jigsaw puzzle game. He would enter his office most evenings when he was home at the mansion just to play. I remember when I was barely five, he would tell me to complete a board and in return he would let me hide in his office and eat chocolates. My mom forbade me from eating chocolates. She just would not have it. With the prize in mind, I would work hard to complete the game. As I got older, I and my dad would stay in his office all evening putting pieces of pictures together. I became so good at the game that I began completing the game at shorter times. After I lost my family and my grandmother took me in, I still played. Even in college, I still played. But then I stopped. I do not know why but I stopped. I forgot. Now, this man. This man Orlando has reminded me. He has challenged me with this game. And you bet I love what he is offering. The timer he set on his phone is moving and I am working. I steal glances at Orlando once in a while and his eyes are glued to the board. He looks very fascinated. Absorbed.
Thirty six minutes. I put the picture together in thirty six minutes.
“Done baby.” I am gloating. And I am not apologizing for it. The surprise on Orlando’s face is amusing. He must have thought I could not do it. I feel… er…good. Good because he looks so impressed by me. He pulls me by the hand to his chest.
“You. Are. Extraordinarily. Special.” He mumbles.
“It’s time to pay the piper.” I say under my breath.
“I thought you didn’t fuck a guy twice.” His voice is low. Very low. And coarse.
“I have a few exceptions.”
A devilish grin curls up his face.
“Then let’s get down to business shall we?”
He takes me by the hand to the bed. He kisses me. Almost roughly. Caressing my lips with his lips. His lips are delicious. He pushes me to the bed and widens my legs. I’m panting. In expectation. He unzips my gown and pulls it down my waist. Soft moans escape my mouth. He fiddles with my knot of pleasure through my panties. The pleasure is maddening me and I can feel my wetness building up. He pulls down my panties from my waist and throws it to the ground. Then he runs his tongue all over my entrance. My eyes are tightly shut and I raise my pelvis. He continues flicking his tongue on my bud. It’s intense. The pleasure I feel. This beats all the heads I have received my entire life. My moans are louder. I think I’m shouting. He caresses my folds with his finger and then inserts his finger into my body. His tongue is still on my bud causing me wondrous pleasure and he doesn’t stop driving me insane with his finger.
“Orlando. Orlando. Orlando.” I have no idea why I am saying his name. I am about to reach the peak. I raise my head and upper back from the bed and I grab on to his hair. His finger is still playing inside me. I am about to say his name again when my whole world shatters in a very pleasurable convulsion.
“That was only the beginning.” He groans. Oh shit. I am tired. Out of breath. Orlando unzips his pants and lowers it down his rear. He turns me over and my back is facing him. He pulls my waist up so I am kneeling on the bed with my back bent. He penetrates my well from behind  and my entire world falls. Then he slowly slips out and goes in again. He starts going in and out in a fast motion. Each entry hitting the parts of me I never knew existed.
“What is your name? He asks me.
I want to say my name. Olivia Fox. But I cannot. This reminds me of when I was mute. I shake my head vigorously and I can hear him laugh. I do not care about my name. I do not care about anything right now. The only thing that makes sense to me is the brain shattering pleasure my body is experiencing. He increases his pace causing me to climax. But he doesn’t stop. I approach climax again and I shout. I can’t take no more. Please Orlando. Just come.
“Baby I’m coming.” I know his teeth are clenched. He falls on my back and I collapse on the bed.
We lay on the bed. Silent. Till our breaths return to normal.
“I’m famished.” I say.
“Me too. You’ve made me so hungry.”
I giggle.
“I will go cook something for us.” He gets up from the bed. His butt bare.
“Nice view.” I say biting my left thumb.
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