The following day…

Rami met Olivia at the gate of his apartment complex. He'd been waiting all morning for her. Part of him had wanted to invite her to stay at his place last night, but he thought better of it. By the time the tapings were complete, and Olivia had helped dissemble the ring, and been back to her place to pack an overnight bag, it would be late. Not leaving much time to do anything else but head to bed. He had reasoned that was too explicit for their first night together. Come over and we'll head straight to bed. He wouldn't object, and had the feeling she wouldn't either, but he wanted to make sure the first time they spent the night together, it would be a little more special than that. He wanted some build up, not overtly telegraphing his intentions. He let Olivia through the gate and kissed her quickly. She had a wide smile on her face that made his chest swell. She looks so happy. Happy to be here, with me. She was wearing cut off shorts with a black t shirt, and he could see the ties of a yellow swim suit poking out the back of her shirt. He bit the inside of his cheek and exhaled deeply. She is going to take that shirt off, and I'm going to have to be cool about it.

He led them through to the pool area, which was empty. He wasn't surprised. Almost everyone he knew in the apartment complex worked a regular 9-5 job, so were at work just before lunch time on a Thursday. Exactly how I wanted it to be, he thought. He'd hoped he and Olivia could have the rest of the day to themselves. He had no expectations of what would happen, but definitely had a preference of it being just the two of them. "It's slightly heated," he said to Olivia, as they placed their things on a poolside chair. "It's a great temperature at the moment." He slipped his shirt off over his head, and shot her a cheeky look. "Last one in…." he said, turning and running towards the pool, bombing into the deep end. When he emerged through the water, he turned back to Olivia. She stood looking at him, shaking her head. "I swear you're about 12 years old," she giggled. She unbuttoned her shorts and stepped out of them, Rami watching her every move. Her bikini bottoms were lacy at the top, giving them a lingerie-type look. They were high-cut, revealing more skin than she'd shown in her ring gear, and Rami bounced on the bottom of the pool in anticipation. Take your shirt off, take your shirt off, he said rhythmically. She was right; I'm acting like a 12 year old... Olivia brought her hands to the bottom of her t shirt, pulling it up over her head. Slowly. She knows what she's doing. She has to know. Her stomach was slowly revealed to him, pale and flat, and she tugged the shirt over her chest. Her breasts bounced slightly with the movement, and by the time Olivia had thrown the shirt on to the chair, Rami had already looked her up and down. Holy crap, she's gorgeous. She wasn't the most muscular, or voluptuous of girls he'd seen, or dated, but he wasn't considering that. As an all-over package; personality, intelligence, disposition, body; he was immensely attracted to her. He wanted to touch her. Everywhere.

Olivia lifted her hands above her head to tie her hair, and Rami stared openly. She's watching me watch her. She's such a tease, dammit! "Watch out," she said, taking a step back before charging towards the pool. She jumped high, pulling her knees to her chest, and landing only inches beside him, soaking his head with water. He chuckled as she floated back to the surface and started treading water. Being a good foot shorter than him, she couldn't touch the bottom at the pool's deepest point, and was casually kicking her legs and moving her arms to keep her afloat. They looked at each other pointedly, before Olivia dived under the water and swum away from him. Not so fast, he thought to himself, and took off freestyle after her. She came to the surface where she could touch the bottom of the pool, and Rami came to a stop beside her. "We're meant to be recovering, right?" she said with a glint in her eye. "Should probably get the blood pumping." I'm pretty sure my blood is pumping….

They slowly swam a few lengths of the pool side by side, differing strokes as they went. They chatted about Olivia's performance last night. "I thought you did really well, all bias aside," Rami told her. It was true. For a referee to be good, you shouldn't really notice them, and he'd felt that about the match last night. She'd kept her distance when she needed to, and didn't look deliberate in her instructions. Her gestures when delivering notes were relevant and non-obtrusive. And, most importantly, the false finishes weren't telegraphed. He'd have liked to have watched from ringside, but even from his vantage point of peering through the curtain, he could see she was much more comfortable in that role than as a performer. "I felt like I did," Olivia replied. It was novel to see her confident in herself. She'd spent too long doubting herself at the PC, being made to do something she wasn't good at. "The girls were happy, and I haven't had any bad words from Sara or Bill, yet. We'll wait and see what they have to say in review." Rami hoped they'd be kind. He'd not seen any reason for them to pull her up. Give her the praise she deserves and then move her on to the next challenge.

Olivia was floating on her back, looking right up to the sky. Rami watched her, appreciating the relaxed, happy look on her face. He doggy paddled along the length of the pool, admiring her from each angle. She's got you, this girl. This wannabe referee from Chicago – the home of the Hawks, for crying out loud! He pushed himself off the end of the pool, heading straight towards her. He needed to touch her. It was torture, seeing her flaunt around in front of him and not being able to touch her. Olivia must've felt his presence, and dropped her legs into the water to become upright, spinning around towards him. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, making her squeal in mock protest. She half-heartedly pretended to get away from him, causing her to laugh, before Rami overpowered her and pulled her against him. Olivia immediately wrapped her legs around him, her arms settling around his neck. A spark ran through Rami's body, generating a twitch in his groin. Olivia leaned in and kissed him. "You're pretty awesome, you know," she said, smiling at him. "You're awesomely pretty," he said back to her, this time initiating the kiss himself. He walked them slowly around the pool, trying to keep his eyes on her face, rather than her chest. He did allow his hands to drop down to her backside, under the guise of keeping her stable, but the way his fingers moved along the lacy band of her bottoms had no purpose other than simply touching her. That look in her eyes is killing me, he thought, as Olivia ran her fingertips through the base of his hair. Her eyes looked dark, focused. It's turning me on.

Olivia followed Rami down the hall to his apartment. They'd spent an hour and a half messing about in the pool, including a long embrace where Rami had carried her on his lap. She'd happily wrapped her legs around him, feeling his muscles hold the two of them afloat. They'd kissed, numerous times, and she'd revelled in the feeling of his fingers tracing along the top of her bikini bottoms. She'd reciprocated by running her fingers through his hair, working in deeply to massage muscles. It hadn't escaped her notice that his eyes flickered down to her boobs on more than one occasion, making her heart race. The way he'd been looking at her had begun to make her crazy, and horny. She'd almost been thankful when Rami suggested they go inside for something to eat, because the heat building within her was beginning to overwhelm her. They'd each had a quick outdoor shower poolside to rinse off, before heading up to his place. She was still wearing her bikini, with the towel draped around her neck. Rami had wrapped his around his waist, allowing Olivia to focus on the muscles in his back which she'd felt in the pool. He has a very nice body… She shook the thought from her mind, knowing she needed to clear her head in order to eat lunch like a normal person, rather than a teenage girl with her jaw on the floor.

Rami threw his towel into the bathroom and set his key down on the counter. Olivia towelled her hair once more, trying her best to dry it off, placing it back on her shoulders to catch any stray drips. "What do you feel like eating? Are you hungry?" Rami asked her, moving towards the kitchen. I think I'm suffering from a different type of hunger, she thought. "Whatever you've got, I don't mind," she replied, trying not to be fussy. Rami rolled his eyes. "You know that doesn't really help me," he said, turning back towards her. "I can essentially make anything you want – sandwich, sushi, salad, burgers…. It's up to you. You're the guest," he said, a cheeky glint in his eyes. He walked around the counter towards her. "Whatever you feel your speciality is," she said, trying to return his cheek. He stood in front of her. "Let's be honest; leaving me to make the decision is fruitless," he said, reaching out and tugging on the ends of the towel, pulling her towards him. "Right now, there's nothing going through my mind but you." Olivia didn't have time for the swoon to register in her mind before his lips were on hers, moving sensually. His hands dropped from the towel, along her sides and came to rest on her hips. Oh my god, Olivia sighed, grabbing on to his biceps as she didn't trust her legs to keep her upright. Rami pulled back from her, his eyes focusing in on hers. "Livvy, I am trying to be a gentleman, trying to woo you and make sure I do this right, that we do this right," he said, his hands inching round behind her. "I don't think I can stand to any more, not when you're looking like that right here in my kitchen. I am but a man." He kissed her again, and Olivia responded by slipping her tongue into his mouth. What are you waiting for? she willed, hoping he could read her mind. Not that she'd arrived with much of it anyway, but any resolve she may have had was quickly fading, with every move of his lips, every stroke of his fingers down her spine. I don't think I can stand it either. She waited until he pulled back from her again, and placed a hand against his chest. "I don't know what your parameters are," she said, looking up through her lashes at him, "but I think you've been nothing but a gentleman. And I find that really sexy."

She saw him bite his lip gently, exhaling strongly through his nose, before his mouth crashed into hers once more. His hands came up across her shoulders, pulling the towel to the floor. He closed the small distance between them, and Olivia moved her arms from his biceps to around his waist. In case her words hadn't been enough, she pulled his hips against her, and felt him groan gently against her mouth. "Olivia….." he mumbled, looking down at her. Olivia knew that look. She'd seen it on his face a few nights earlier, when he'd told her how she'd stirred him up. She felt him calling her name might be an attempt at a final warning. Before he goes past the point of no return…. I think I'm already there. A heat grew within her, knowing she was making him feel this way. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him, hungrily, and he responded swiftly. He lifted her off the ground, encouraging her to wrap her legs around him, and placed his hands under her butt. He gently squeezed her butt cheeks, and in turn, she ran her fingers through his hair, hoping to send the same message through to him. He hoisted her higher, and began walking, slowly, still kissing her, towards his bedroom. When he pulled back to safely navigate them, Olivia took her chance to kiss his neck, along his jawline. She felt him loosen his grip on her and lower her to the ground. Reluctantly, Olivia unwrapped her legs and stood before him. For a moment, they stood in front of one another, exchanging looks. She could see his shoulders moving in time with his breaths. It's been a long time, she remembered him saying. How on earth could a guy like him not have slept with anyone for a long time? Look at him. She reached out to pull his head down to her again, and his hands found their way to the tie on the back of her bikini. His fingers traced around it, initially, leaving a tingle in their wake, before he tugged gently on one of the strings. She immediately felt the support loosen around her chest, causing the top to rise towards the only thing holding it in place; the tie behind her neck. Rami eyes dropped to her chest, seeing the top now revealing the bottom of each breast, before looking back at her. Olivia ran her hands up and down his stomach slowly, as Rami moved his hands higher up her back, coming to rest behind her neck. He looked at her very purposefully as he pulled on the strings. The top loosened, and eventually fell to the ground, Olivia now standing topless in front of him. He held her gaze for a moment longer, before his eyes fell to her chest. A small breath escaped his lips, driving Olivia insane. Oh my god, touch me already.

Rami's hands cupped Olivia's face, pulling it upwards towards him. He kissed her haphazardly while bringing himself closer into her. Olivia could feel her chest pressed into his, and delighted in the feel of being skin to skin. Rami's hands roamed down her back, over her butt and back. He seems to be enjoying the feel of it too. She wrapped her tongue around his, her hands now copying his, roaming across his skin. She felt a twitch against her lower stomach, recognising instantly what it was. I am so turned on right now, she managed to think through the warm haze in her mind. Rami pressed against her, with more force, and lowered one of his knees on to the bed. Olivia took the hint, and brought her arms back to support her as she lay backwards. She pushed herself back until she was able to fully lie down, all the while watching Rami's eyes on her. The desire in them was palpable. I want him so bad. He crawled over her, one leg in between hers, and looked down before he kissed her again. His mouth moved quickly, as his hand drew up her side; along her thigh, over her hip, her ribs and moving in to cup her breast. He ran his thumb over her hardening nipple, causing Olivia to sigh into his mouth. He placed a quick peck on her lips, before moving slowly down her neck, kissing his skin and leaving a trail of fire behind him. Olivia's hands went with him, moving freely in his hair, as he kissed down her sternum between her boobs. She watched as he traced his knuckles over her soft skin, before capturing the nipple in his mouth. The flick of his tongue caused a rush of heat between her legs, and Olivia rolled her hips gently. Rami glanced up at her, and all she could manage was a smile. The look on his face was clear – good things come to those who wait.

Further to his promise of being a gentleman, he covered her body with kisses, and Olivia, while delighting in the feel of his lips, felt like she was going to explode. The tension inside her was building and she was desperate for him to touch her. And he knew it. Her hips had been rolling beneath him for minutes, and he'd placed a hand on her hip bone to stop her movement. Only once he'd had his fill, momentarily, of her breasts, and after having kissed his way across her stomach, did he lower his hands to drop below her waist. One hand travelled down the outside of her leg, and back up the inside, while the other helped him manoeuvre lower over her body. Olivia glanced down at his lap, noticing the bulge in his swimming trunks. She tipped her head back, trying to imagine what lay beneath them, when she felt Rami's thumbs hitch under the band of her bikini bottoms. She locked eyes with him, and he ran his tongue over his top lip. I'm not sure if that was a conscious movement or not… She arched her back, bringing her hips off the bed, allowing him to pull the bottoms down across her thighs. He unhooked them from around her feet and threw them to the floor. "Holy f—k," she heard him whisper under his breath, as he turned back to look at her, now completely naked before him. She giggled. I've not heard that language from him. Rami nudged her knees apart, settling himself in between them, and pulling her gently down the bed. Olivia's breath quickened, eager for his touch. She spread her legs to show she was more than compliant, and he brought one hand up to her opening. His fingers traced the outer lips gently, and Olivia thought she would scream from anticipation. "Tell me what you like," he said, his voice rough, glancing up at her. Is he serious? He could do anything and I'm sure he'd be just fine. He used two fingers to spread her wide, and repeated his statement. "I want to make you feel good, tell me what you like." Olivia sighed. What a gentleman…. "I like being licked, nice and slow," she answered, trying to focus on her words while his fingers moved slickly. "And then I like having my clit sucked and flicked, once I've warmed up a bit." I feel like a porn star, telling him that. But Rami gave a stern nod, before replying "Well, just guide me as you need to. I'm sure I'll be enjoying it anyway."

He began by tracing his fingers over her clit, sending a jolt throughout her body. He dropped them lower, sliding them into her. She knew she was wet, she could feel it. Rami moaned as his fingers pushed into her, feeling the moisture around him. "That's so hot," he whispered, and she wasn't sure if that was to himself or directed at her. He lowered his mouth down to her, licking slowly upwards towards her clit. A big sigh escaped her lips, followed by a moan, as he ran his tongue over it in long, slow strokes. His fingers were moving inside her at the same pace, and after a minute, Olivia found her hips moving in time with him. His fingers were now deeper inside her, and his tongue began to move from licks into flicks. "Yeah," Olivia moaned, causing Rami to look up at her. "Just like that," she encouraged, looking into his eyes. This is so hot, she thought, hoping her memory was catching the sight of his face buried between her legs. The hairs in his beard were tickling her thighs, adding an extra sensation. She felt Rami's lips purse around her clit, sucking on it gently. Oh god, that feels so good. Her hand moved on to the back of his head, pushing him into her. She ground her hips up, revelling in how smooth his strokes were. Sensing a shift in mood, Rami's fingers moved quicker within her, and Olivia's breath hitched. He flicked his tongue quicker, Olivia no longer in control of her hips. They were moving against him quickly, and when he latched his lips on to her clit, sucking firmly, her toes curled. "Please," she said breathlessly. She couldn't even finish the sentence. He moved quicker; his fingers pumping, a few more quick flicks of his tongue and another long suck, before Olivia's whole body shuddered. A flash of light seared her brain, as she felt the tension release through her whole body. Rami continued to flick away at her clit, until she clamped her legs together around him. She moaned softly as the final few waves of pleasure soared through her, her hips slowing with them. Before she had time to catch her breath Rami had pushed himself her to kiss her. His mouth and his beard was covered in her juices. "That was so f—king hot," he said between kisses. "You're so beautiful."

Rami kissed her neck, out to her earlobe and back to her lips while Olivia caught her breath. She could feel his erection pressing in against her hip, and was desperate to touch him. I need to make him feel this way. She kissed him back with intent, pressing firmly on his shoulder to make him fall on to his back. "Hold that thought," he said, kissing her quickly, before getting up off the bed. What? Where is he going? she wondered. Maybe he needs to pee… She lay on the bed, waiting for him, and while it felt like forever, it was only a matter of seconds before he was back, gripping something in his hand. He placed it down on the bedside table, and Olivia recognised the shape. Points for forward planning, she thought, happy that he'd thought about protection. He began to unlace the drawstring on his trunks. That's my job! She sat up, leaning across and placing a hand on his wrist. She got to her hands and knees, and crawled to the side of the bed. Kneeling, she pushed his hands away and worked on untying the draw strings, then pushing the shorts down from his hips. She needed to assist it over his erection before they fell to the floor, and he stepped out of them. Before he could come back to the bed, Olivia moved back to her hands and knees, her face right in front of his cock. She looked up at him, his mouth open in anticipation. He brought a hand to her shoulder, and she needed no further invitation. Olivia ran her tongue across the tip of his cock, tasting the fluid which had seeped out of him. She heard him sigh, building her confidence, and brought one hand up to tighten around the base of his shaft. She moved her hand slowly a few times, taking in the length and girth of him, before wetting her lips and sliding them over the head. Another heavy breath came from Rami, and he stretched his hand down along her back. Olivia moved her head along him, bring her hand up to meet her lips. She deepened her range every time, until just before it became uncomfortable, and firmed her lips around him. Rami's hips were pressing forward ever so slightly, pushing him further into her mouth. She ran her tongue over his tip each time she pulled back, and soon, Rami's hand was on the back of her head, guiding her. She relaxed and let him dictate the pace and depth, and when she felt familiar with the movement, increased the pace. She heard a few low groans from him, and mentally commended herself on making him feel good. She felt his other hand come to rest on her shoulder, pushing her backwards. "Livvy," he said, looking down at her with a pleasured look on his face. He pushed her back on to the bed, and Olivia knew what he intended. Point of no return…. She lay back, and watched as Rami ripped into the condom packet, rolling it onto himself before joining her on the bed.

He lay next to her, on his side, and pulled her gently on to her side, facing him. They kissed, and Rami chuckled gently. "You don't know how much I've thought about this in the last week," he said, his fingers running down her side. Olivia smiled back at him. "You don't know how much I've thought about it in the last month," she returned. He laughed, and placed his hand under her knee, pushing her leg into the air. "I mean it when I said it's been a while," he said, looking at her earnestly. "I'm probably out of practice." Olivia scoffed. "Probably not as much as me, for starters," she said, inching closer to him, "and so far I've not had anything to complain about." He chuckled again, looking deep in her eyes, and Olivia felt a pang in her chest. Perhaps it is because we're about to have sex, but he looks so handsome right now. Rami nudged his hips towards her, took his hand down towards his cock and positioned it at Olivia's entrance. "You're awesome," he said to her, leaning in for a quick kiss. "I just want you to know that, and that this won't change anything." Oh my god stop being so adorable and just do it… I'm dying here. "Right back at you," she said with a smile. With that, she felt him press forward with his hips, and they looked at each other as he inched inside her. "Mmmmm," he groaned, pulling back and repeating the action. Olivia closed her eyes at the feeling of him within her, feeling her adjust to his girth. When she opened them, Rami was looking at her. "Feel good?" he asked her, his hips increasing their pace ever so slightly. "Yeah," she replied, hooking her top leg over his hip, allowing him to get deeper. A low groan resonated from his throat, and he leaned in to kiss her. Olivia rocked her hips in time with him, enjoying the feeling of having him deep within her. Rami's hand came to rest on her boob, alternating between squeezing it gently and flicking the nipple. Out of practice, my ass, she thought. Nothing about what he was doing, and how it made her feel, seemed rusty. As if to prove his point, his hand dropped to her clit, two fingers pressing it softly in time with his thrusts. Oh god, Olivia thought. She knew he would be angling for another orgasm from her, and she had no doubt he'd be willing to put in the work to get her there.

Rami rolled on to his back, bringing Olivia with him. He slipped out of her in the process, but Olivia moved quickly to rectify that. She swung her leg across him, straddling his hips. He reached down to hold his cock up for her as she slid down onto it. Olivia felt her mouth fall open as she came down on top of him. She needed to adjust to the feel of him inside her, but after a couple of movements, she felt more comfortable. She reached down and balanced herself on his hips, and Rami's hands came up to her chest. Olivia moved along his cock at a moderate pace, their bodies slapping together each time she came down on top of him. She looked down at Rami, who was grinning back at her. "What are you so smiley about?" she asked him. "How good this feels," he replied, pressing his hips up into her. "How good it feels for me, and how good it feels to watch you." She knew her cheeks were flushed already, but felt another heat pass through them. He linked his fingers through hers, as she changed her rhythm from bounces into grinds. "Oh my god," he said at the new friction this created. It felt pretty good to Olivia too, her clit rubbing against his pelvis with his cock buried inside her. She brought his hands to her hips, helping her move against him. With each buck of her hips, Olivia felt a pleasure building in deep within her. Traditionally, any second orgasm she had took a bit more work, but it felt good getting there. She knew she was on her way, and the way Rami was watching her, pushing his hips up into her so they could both feel as much as possible, definitely helped her arousal.

Rami pushed himself up on to his hands, causing Olivia to shift slightly. She wrapped one arm around his neck, while he leaned in and kissed her neck and chest. Now that their heads were closer, Olivia could hear his stunted breaths and low moans. She leaned down and kissed him, their tongues racing across each other messily, while keeping the pace of her hips rocking into him. She broke for a breath, Rami letting his forehead rest on her chest, looking down at their bodies coming together. "You feel so good," she whispered into his ear. "So deep." A low, guttural noise vibrated from Rami's throat and against her chest. He wrapped his arms around her and spun her on to her back, causing her to break into giggles. He readjusted his cock and pressed into her, before leaning down on top of her. Olivia spread her legs as wide as possible, allowing Rami to bring his hips right in against hers. She groaned as his pelvis rubbed against her clit. His long, deep thrusts filled her differently on her back, and when she brought her hips up to meet his, he hit right where she needed him too. Right there. Again. She couldn't get the words out, relying on her moans to relay the message. Rami was grunting with the effort of holding himself up, and increasing his pace into her. The friction his pelvis created against hers sent electricity through her body, followed up by the pleasure building inside her. A high pitched noise came through her teeth and she heard Rami's breathing change. She looked up at him, breathing heavily, as he bit into his lip. "More, more" she managed to breath out, and he forced himself into her harder. She bucked her hips up to heighten the pressure on her clit, and with two more rolls of her hips, she found herself crying out breathlessly, digging her fingers into his forearms. Rami moaned too, but was still moving rapidly above her. As she felt her orgasm come to end, her eyes focusing back on him, she noticed he was red in the face and straining. He's been waiting for me, and it looks like he could explode… He took another three strokes deep into her, and she felt his forearms tense as he clutched the bedsheets. His face contorted and his jaw dropped as his hips bucked aggressively into her. His groan was breathy, matched by the shudder of his hips. When they stopped moving, his arms buckled and he fell on to her chest. Olivia ran her hands up and down his back, feeling his breath slowly return to normal.

"Holy crap that was great," he said, looking up at her, before pushing himself up to her face. He kissed her gently. "You are magnificent, did you know that?" Olivia chuckled. "I think your bias may be at its strongest right now." He smiled. "Perhaps, but still accurate." He rolled off her and tended to the condom, before rolling back against her. His fingers traced light circles around her bellybutton. "So, work up a hunger yet?" he asked. Olivia hadn't even thought about eating. "Actually, I think I need another swim," she chuckled. Rami laughed. "So, a day of rinse and repeat?" he asked, wrapping her up in a kiss. Pretty sure I could do this all day, sinking into his kiss.