Chapter 7 I want it

She could be a jerk and say she wanted to go home, but she didn't want to be sassy like that. No... She wanted to tease him even more.

Carolina took his hand, held his fingers, taking them to her intimacy and let two of them penetrate her. She saw his pupils dilate with pleasure.

He used his fingers to pleasure her until she was almost there, then he unzipped his pants. He had to wait a while for her to adjust to him after he entered her.

"Maximo!" She cried out in pleasure minutes later when she reached her climax.

"Aaah, so tight..." He moaned, letting the pleasure take over himself.

He rested one hand on the vehicle, while the other held Carolina's waist and his head rested on her shoulder.

"Oh..." She did when he pulled out of her.

Maximo carried her into the car, fastened her seat belt and got to the driver's side. He drove and the rest of the trip was silent.

Carolina was the rest of the way fighting with herself for being so weak. She let Maximo take her again, when he should have done otherwise!

'Honestly, woman...' She scolded herself.

Maximo, on the other hand, was confused. No woman would willingly sleep with a creature like him. Carolina was just more professional than he had anticipated. She knew how to pleasure him in perfect measure, she teased him and made him go wild, forgetting for a moment that he was no longer a desirable man.

Once he parked the car, Carolina opened the door, but he grabbed her arm. She followed from where he was touching her, up his arm, chest, until she reached his face.

"What now?" she asked, more sharply than she intended to.

He squinted at her, thinking she was damn ungrateful!

"I was just going to ask you to wait a bit, because I'm going to help you climb up the stairs!" he said, losing patience, again.

"No need to be so stupid!"

"Me? You're the one who looked at me like I..." he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I'll help you, okay?"

She nodded.

'What a hell of a temperamental woman!', he thought as he walked around the car and approached Carolina. He watched her, biting her lip as if in deep thought. His gaze lowered and that made him feel inflamed all over again. Her mouth was beautiful. And that gave him ideas. 'Control yourself!'.

"Here, you lock the car after I slam the door," he said, handing her the key. She nodded.

He leaned down and she automatically wrapped her arm around his neck. Once he had one arm under her knees and the other holding her back, he lifted her and carried her out of the car. As soon as she heard the door close, she raised her hand and clicked the "lock" button on the key he handed her.

Dolores saw the couple approaching and was happy at first, but when she saw that Carolina's foot was bandaged, she ran to them.

"Oh, ma'am!'

"Dolores, open the door to my room. Carolina will stay with me."

Carolina looked at him, her mouth open. He saw and ignored it.

As soon as he entered the room and closed the door behind him, Carolina was finally able to take a look at that place. The first and last time she had been there, the room had been pitch black and she had no idea what things were like.

While her room was neater, lighter, his had dark gray walls, just one in a lighter tone, the one behind the television. The bedding was dark. The window had a film on the glass, and it also had a blackout.

'No wonder it was so dark in here'.

He deposited her on the bed and she immediately blushed, remembering her first night with him.

"Why am I staying here?" She asked. "My room is comfortable enough."

"It's not about comfort for you, but for me."

She frowned as he sat down on the bed and removed his shoes.

"I don't get it, sorry."

He didn't turn to her.

"I want to keep an eye on you. You have an injured foot, and someone has to help you. The servants will not sleep with you. Therefore, I am the one who will play this role. And I won't be getting up to go to your room at night, one time after the other, to check if you need anything."

"Oh..." she said, "I could send you a message. It wouldn't be necessary to go up to my room to..."

"Do you want to take a bath?" He cut her off and she didn't like it, but she swallowed the words. Carolina didn't want to start arguing again.

She narrowed her eyes at him.

"You want more than to bathe me."

He shrugged.

"Does that bother you?"

She shook her head.

"No."

"Excellent. So, let's take your clothes off."

He said in a naughty tone, and when she looked into his face, even though part of it was covered by the mask, she could see that he was cynical.

'And I who always abhorred this type of man, now I see myself here, finding him all charming. Shame on you, Carolina!'

He carefully removed her clothes, making a point of dropping kisses here and there. His mask got in the way a little, but not much.

"Maximo?" She asked and he replied with 'hmm?', without stopping running his tongue over her nipple. "Why don't you kiss me on the lips?"

He gave one last hickey to her breast.

"I already kissed you in the office, didn't I?" He asked.

"But... " She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Why not now?"

'The mask will get in the way."

"Then take off the mask, duh!" She said it like it was the most normal thing.

"No! If I remove the mask, you won't be craving for my kisses." He got up and turned his back to her, touching the mask. "I'm hideous."

"Well, it's not what it seems... " She said sincerely and he let out a laugh.

"Honey... You've only seen the side that isn't destroyed. You don't want to see what the fire did to my face. No woman wants to. I myself don't want to..." He said in a low voice.

Maximo's words made Carolina's heart sink. She thought about asking him to try it but... What if it really was awful and she ended up scowling? It would be humiliating for him.

"Well, it's your face and you know your limits," she said. "I won't insist so that you're uncomfortable."

'She is kind of decent. At least in that regard.'

"Shall we go to the bath?" he asked, smiling weakly.