CHAPTER 69

OLIVIA.

His kisses on my back woke me up.

I sighed, waking up, and stirred a little, squeezing my legs together from the small amount of arousal caused by the wet, warm sensation of his mouth stamping traces across my skin.

"Good morning," I said, my voice camouflaged by the pillow. I was still on my stomach, I wouldn't move, it felt divine to be like this.

Carl responded with a grunt and pulled the rest of the sheet off me, tossing it aside to move his kisses to another, much more delicate part of my body.

Whew... I lifted my ass to give him as much access to my center as possible.

I grabbed the blessed pillow and tucked it under my abdomen. The lashes of Carl's tongue tore more than one moan out of me and in a second or two, I found myself completely open for him, who was no longer just giving me oral sex with that muscle trained to kill, but also using his fingers and hands as if I were a purse full of party candy. Carl seemed to be looking for something in there, a hidden treasure