CHAPTER 48

OLIVIA.

I was about to come again, my tremors were wretched and loud.

I couldn't help but give myself once again to that man, give him the most intimate thing I have, my body and soul in that sex in the living room, not caring if mom came, not caring about my wounds and my sling. I didn't value the possibility that outside, someone would hear us panting, uninhibited, that noon. I didn't care about anything for the minutes that slippery, forceful, desperate fucking lasted.

I screamed as my second orgasm exploded and he went wild. He lifted me like a juggler and used me like an artifact, pounding the walls of my vagina with his thunderous penetrations, anchoring his hands and fingers-like claws on my ass and hips.

There it was, his arrival. From the wrinkles in his brows and his piercing gaze, I knew it. Carl was trying to survive an exponential arousal, panting loudly and even louder when he finished, spurts that went inside me without remorse, thrusting a couple more times until he em