Take her to a hotel

You sense that Olivia would have been pulling you out of the club pretty soon even without the dress problem.

The nearest hotel is a fancy one, and check-in is awkward. She's all over you in the elevator, and as soon as you're in the room you have her up against the wall with your hand between her legs. You can feel her teeth on your neck as her walls try to crush your soaked fingers. For someone who initially presented as hard to get, she definitely turned it up to eleven fast. You rip the dress off her, revealing a few tattoos and a pair of g-string that make her hips and ass look even more incredible. She's grabbing for your hand as you caress her body, dragging it back between her legs as you kiss sloppily.

"I've heard about you," she says, panting. "Let me see that rep."

"I looked at your instagram," you say back, squeezing her big, firm buttock. "Show me that rep."

"Blow me."

You grab between her legs, and she gasps, shivering. You spin her around and take both breasts in your hands.

"You get these out in the club all the time?" you tease her.

"Just for you," she gasps, then hisses as you pinch her nips. She tugs at your wrist again, and you slip it down and into her panties.

"You're so wet," you say. "For me?"

She snorts and shoves her hips back. Your erection strains against your dress. You're just as bad as she is. Or... maybe not.

You pictured yourself eating her out, and then... she struck you as the type who would take a ride, probably in reverse.

No. You are dead wrong. Minutes later your dress is on the floor, your bra is on the bed. Olivia's panties are around her ankle, and she's on all fours, face down, booty up, and making these almost angry sounds as you drive into her ass. She's the only girl you have ever met who can take someone your size this way so easily.

"Yes!" she shouts through gritted teeth, her ass cheeks rippling. Your breasts bounce with your **** thrusting, and it feels so good that neither one of you is in control anymore. The power struggle is over... now there's just sweaty skin and the moment. You drag her upright against you, gripping her breasts and sharply changing the angle of your cock in her ass. She lets out a strangled cry and reaches back to pull at your hair.

"You like this?" you pant into her ear, twisting her nipple.

"Yes!"

You push her down on her belly and fall on top of her, your hips pounding away until she shrieks and tears the sheet off the corner of the bed. One of her hands is between her legs the whole time, rubbing her wet clit.

When it's time, you plant a hand on her slick back and yank on her hair, arching your back and letting it out deep inside her. Moments pass as you hold that position, body stiff and rigid as more and more pumps out.

You land on top of her with a smack, moaning pathetically as even more cum dribbles out onto her brown, perfect buttocks.

Sore all over, you roll onto your back. Beside you, she lies on her front, just as spent. It looks like you picked the right dress.