Despite everything, Dylan had been a significant presence in her life for so many years, the best years of her life. Whether he remained by her side or not, he would always hold a special place in her heart.

“But I never had feelings for Gina!" Dylan argued.

Then he said nothing more.

Leading Olivia to the king-sized bed, Dylan's intentions were different tonight. While they had been intimate in the past, they had never gone all the way.

Tonight, he desired to make love to his beloved woman.

Only then would Olivia be entirely his.

Bathed in warm light, they reclined on the black silk sheets.

Initially, Dylan's kisses were tender, but soon his passion overtook him.

Locking his gaze with hers, he kissed her fervently.

Embarrassed, Olivia turned her face away, but Dylan grabbed her chin with his strong, slender hand, forcing her to meet his gaze. In those seductive kisses, Dylan got what he wanted.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Olivia didn't resist him.

Deep down, she knew she wasn't that drunk. Perhaps it wasn't the alcohol at all, but rather her own resignation that led her to yield.

She always longed for Dylan.

When a woman chose to surrender to her desires, she would transform into someone else. During the sex, Olivia took charge, planting kisses on Dylan's chin and even responding to his crude remarks, displaying full cooperation.

Her soft, tempting moans only fueled Dylan's excitement.

It marked their first time being intimate with each other.

They hugged tightly and kissed each other a lot. They both had a great time and forgot about everything else.

The following morning, with the sun creeping over the horizon, Olivia stirred in Dylan's embrace. He still held her tightly, his touch gentle. Sensing her wakefulness, Dylan lightly pinched her waist.

Olivia woke up and looked into Dylan's eyes.

His face looked particularly handsome in the morning Light.

He breathed softly on her face before leaning down to give her a gentle kiss. At the same time, he entered her ever so gently.

In contrast to the roughness and eagerness of the previous night, he was much gentler this time. It felt like any other loving couple waking up together, making love before starting their day.

They exchanged no words, their gaze locked as they silently connected during their Lovemaking.

Afterward, Dylan rested against her neck and softly asked, “Did you prefer last night or this morning?"