CHAPTER 33

CARL.

Her mouth... God, her mouth. She was driving me crazy, she had me desperate, I needed to touch her, attract her to me, stick her to my skin, get inside her soon, at once... Olivia is cruel, her existence is cruel, she is... too much, but the overflowing in her, that thing that provokes me, I like it.

Her tongue tasted of liqueur and bolognese sauce, but also of mint and it seemed unheard to be so. When did this woman eat mint? It's unbelievable.

I almost pulled her out of the seat and placed her on top of me. It was what I was provoked to do, but I wouldn't do it in broad daylight. With my car's windows, you can see a bit of silhouette from the outside.

I held her hair with a fist without it being painful and bit her lips, our mouths fought. I curled my tongue with her and bit her lower lip a couple of times before cutting the kiss short, almost blinded by the emotional charge that came over me the moment we entered the car.

Our breaths were labored. I held Olivia's beautiful fa