"You just want to win." Olivia said in a small, unsure voice.

"I don't care about some stupid fucking bet." Alfie shook his head.

Olivia bit her bottom lip before she squeezed her thighs together. Noticing this, Alfie raised his eyebrows at her as if it had proved his point.

"I should go." She mumbled and Alfie shook his head in disbelief before buttoning his trousers.

Another knock echoed across the house as Olivia quietly grabbed her clothes and began getting dressed.

Alfie opened the door to find Ishmael.

"Oh, sorry boss." Ishmael said when he noticed Alfie wasn't alone. "There's some trouble down the way with some Italians crossing over the border. But we'll take care of it." He said with confidence.

"No. Let me grab my gun." Alfie said as he turned to get his things.

Olivia looked at Alfie who refused to look at her then at Ishmael who quickly averted his eyes from her as she dressed.

"I can wait outside and give you a moment." Ishmael offered.

"No. She can see herself out." Alfie grunted before he shut the door behind him, leaving Olivia alone in the quiet sitting room for the second time that night.

The last few times Olivia had turned Alfie away after being so close, she had felt accomplished and found humor in the look on his face. The lack of sex hadn't bothered her, she had gone months even years without it in the past. Tonight, was different.

She found herself questioning her motives for resisting. She had the money; she could go anywhere she wanted and buy anything. the inconvenience she would be imposing on Alfie if he were responsible for her trip would be rewarding but the deep throb between her legs was beginning to overpower her judgement as well as her motivation to win.

Olivia sat in her office staring at the wall as thoughts of her time with Alfie ran through her mind. He thought he had her the first night, sitting in the field watching the horses. She rolled her eyes at the thought. She remembered when he had touched her in the car and how he had brought her to climax with his hands. His letters came to her mind then, with the detailed descriptions of what he would do to her. She wanted all of those things he had said. She wanted his face between her legs and his body on hers.

"Fuck it." She said with resolve as she stood and grabbed her bag, passing Tommy as he sat in his office on his phone.

Alfie had been on the phone with Tommy earlier in the day about their deal with the German's and was now sitting in his office listening to Ollie go over reports of changes to a jewelry shop that had undergone renovations.

"Is he expecting you?" He heard one of his men say in the distance and looked up to see Olivia walking toward him. "If he isn't expecting you, you'll have to wait." The man said but Olivia ignored him.

"For fucks sake." Ollie said in annoyance when he saw her walking toward them. "I'll take care of this."

Alfie shot Ollie a look before holding up a hand to his worker to allow her entry.

Before Olivia could enter his office, she began speaking. "I quit! I concede! You win our bet! Just fuck me already." She said with a desperate sigh.

Alfie blinked at her. "You quit?"

"Yes."

"I win, because you quit?"

"Are you thick? Yes! You win! I quit! Now are you going to fuck me, or do I have to sleep with Ollie to get some fucking relief here?"

"Ollie," Alfie said as he began undressing her with his eyes. "Get everyone the fuck out of this building. Now."

"But," Ollie started but quickly closed his mouth at the look of hostility Alfie shot him before he walked out of the office and began telling men to leave the building.

Olivia and Alfie stared at each other, the air growing thick between them. Not able to take it any longer, Alfie moved around the desk and pinned her against the doorframe where he plunged his mouth on hers.

Olivia immediately began untucking his shirt, eager to feel his skin on hers. Alfie didn't know if his men were gone, nor did he care. He helped her take off his shirt before he reached under her skirt and shoved her knickers down. Alfie untucked her blouse and made quick work of the buttons before pushing it off her shoulders.

He kissed her neck scraping his teeth along her collarbone as he lifted her legs to wrap around him, her skirt bunching around her hips. Olivia reached between them and began freeing him. Once he was free, he paused.

"I win our wager?" He asked one last time for clarification.

"Alfie," She said as she gave him a troubled look. "fuck me!"

Alfie smiled before pushing inside her, a growl escaping him as Olivia released a cry of pleasure. He moved inside her, hard and demanding, while his mouth moved back toward her hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they began to kiss, and Alfie began walking toward the open floor filled with barrels of rum, laid out and marked.

He sat her on one, never removing himself from her and she laid back along the wood whilst he thrust inside her. She moved her hands above her head and gripped the top edge of the barrel, moving her hips to match his. Alfie watched her face contort with passion as her walls began to shake around him.

"Alfie-" She whined.

"Want me to stop now treacle?" He teased.

"If you stop, I will fucking murder you."

She moaned louder as his thrusts grew frantic. She felt better than he thought possible and she was his right now. Her legs shook as she started to scream out his name. With one shift of his hips, she fell apart, taking him with her in her climax.

She looked at him, her face flushed and her eyelids heavy. Slowly he pulled himself from her and buttoned his trousers.

As he took a step away, she said, "Oh, no you don't." causing him to turn back to her in confusion. "You made a lot of promises in those letters of yours and you are going to make good on them.

"Am I?" he asked with a smile.

She raised her eyebrows at him in a silent order.

"Where would you like me to begin?" he asked before he kissed her.

"Being that I probably already have splinters in my ass, perhaps we should move this to another location?"

"Mm." He grunted before he kissed her again and picked her up, ready to carry her up the stairs and to his bedroom.

"Fuck!... Fuck!... Ah!" She cried before she dug her nails into his stomach, and she collapsed on him.

Her head lay on his sweaty chest as he wrapped his arms around her. They had been having sex for hours now and were weak with exhaustion.

"I can't feel my body." She said as she made an exaggerated attempt to move her arms.

"You should have given in a long time ago." He said.

"I didn't think this deal would last so long." She shrugged. "When do you think they will be back to finish it?"

"They won't." Alfie said and Olivia froze.

Slowly, she lifted her head to look at him. "What?"

"Yeah, I called your cousin this morning and pulled out of the deal. I don't want any part in that sort of business. Since they will only do business with your cousin if I'm a part of it, it's all gone to shit. They're not coming back, the deal is over."

Olivia blinked at him, her jaw dropping. "Well.. that means I held out until the end of the deal. I won."

"No, treacle. Unfortunately, you were very specific in your instruction when you arrived. 'fuck me' 'you win'. Not once did you say, 'Alfie, tell me about the deal'."

"But-… I-" She stammered, shock chasing all vocabulary from her mind.

"You were very clear." He assured her.

Suddenly, she hit his chest. "You fucker!" She said sitting up. "You cheated!"

"Did I?" He asked doubtingly.

Olivia scowled a pout at him.

"It was well worth you losing." He said with a smile.

"It was alright." She said cheekily.

"Alright? Sweetheart, another day like today and I'd have you begging me to let you carry my children."

Olivia laughed. "Oh, please. You would be on your knees begging me to marry you if I continued to let you fuck me."

Alfie gave her a mischievous look. "Care to make a wager on that?"

Olivia stared at him as a naughty smile began to slowly spread across her face.