"I need you. Now. Azai, please." Olive begged as she kissed down my neck.
My entire body is tense. I'm desperately trying to hold onto my anger instead of letting it out. Without Ezra here, I can't shift. Which means that I cannot calm down as easily.
"Olive.. I'm.. just too full of rage right now."
I cannot believe I'm f*****g arguing with Olive while she's throwing herself at me like this.
"So, don't hold back. Take it all out on me. f**k me hard. As hard as you want. Please." She begged.
Olive started to pull at my clothes. I let her strip me of my shirt. Then she started on my jeans.
I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her.
"Mi alma, are you sure this is what you want to do?" I asked. "I will not be gentle, especially when I can't mark you." I told her.
Olive's eyes are bu
