Taking control

The rains had begun at night, Olivia thought it would stop after some time, unfortunately even when it was morning the rain continued pouring heavily.

Olivia already noticed they were at a cottage, somewhere far away from civilization.

“Pedro,” she called out in a sleepy voice, rubbing her eyes as she tried shifting when she realized the man was still on top of her.

Somehow in the middle of the night, things got heated, unlike most times, she and Pedro shared a different intimacy. There was no talking, for the first time she felt something powerful.

Opening her eyes, a smile crept on her face when she found him sleeping like some child, snuggling to her. His breathing was stable. His grip on her hip tightened, and Olivia knew the man had enough of her.

“Hey, wake up now,” she muttered, reaching for his neck, her hands sliding down his back. He was naked and so was she.

“If you move… I'm sure both of us will have a hard time,” surprisingly Pedro said in a sleepy voice, startled, Olivia'