Chapter 8 It vibrates

Maximo carried her in his arms, naked, to the bathroom. Carolina was trying to cover her breasts, and he just laughed at it.

"I've done more than see your breasts, Carolina. A little while ago, I was even enjoying them. With my mouth."

"Why... But... You're so rude!"

She was all red in the face and he found that very amusing. Maximo had a completely different sense of humor before the accident. He used to be playful, except in business.

For a moment, he forgot that he was still the 'monster' and laughed at Carolina. He deposited her in the bathtub, when the water was already at the perfect temperature.

Carolina washed her hair and Maximo lifted one of his sleeves and washed her back.

"Aren't you going to take a bath, too?" She asked without realizing that if the man didn't take off his mask, he definitely wouldn't take off his clothes in front of her!

"No. I'll shower later." Maximo would normally find that insolence and respond properly, however, he realized her question wasn't malicious.

After the bath, he took her back to the bedroom, dried her hair and went to the door.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"I'll get you a nightgown... Unless," he turned to Carolina and winked at the unscarred side "you prefer to sleep naked."

She was tempted to reply that she didn't think they would sleep, but she didn't feel bold enough and just shook her head. Maximo, on the other hand, was disappointed, but he turned around and went to do what he had promised.

Arriving at Carolina's room, he opened her wardrobe and realized that her clothes weren't there. Then he went to the dresser. Empty.

"But what..?" He then saw her bags in the corner. "I can't believe it..."

He didn't even need to open the suitcase, just moving them he noticed that her belongings were still there. As if she was ready to leave at any moment.

He pressed his lips together, but then took a deep breath. Okay, she was there a little while ago. It was normal not to have unpacked. That was no reason for him to yell at her again.

Maximo placed one of the suitcases on the bed and opened it. He saw her underwear and didn't stop. He took them and looked at them, imagining how those tiny panties would look on her. He just found it curious that there was a funny mix between more normal sizes and without lace, like the one she was wearing that same day, inclusively; and those so small and with lace, transparencies.

"Did she bring this to use for me?" he asked, frowning. She knew he was deformed therefore he doubted it very much. Then an idea crossed his mind: she would use it on another man, or... Men.

Upon searching a bit more, he found a nightgown and pulled it off, causing a small item to appear. He picked it up and quickly knew what it was.

In the bedroom, Carolina was waiting for him, looking at the ceiling. As soon as he entered, he placed the folded clothes on the bed, turned off the bedroom light and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

Carolina found the attitude strange, however, she shrugged. She thought he was a little unstable and crazy, therefore he could be angry about something she didn't even understand.

As soon as the sound of the water stopped, Carolina knew he would be out any moment. She was dressed in the nightgown that Nadia had prepared for her. Very tiny panties, which made her curse internally.

The bathroom door opened and she was on her back, wrapped in the covers. The room was dark, as it had been the other day. The smell of Maximo's soap invaded Carolina's nostrils. It was delicious.

The bed dipped a little when he climbed in and then his hand was on her waist, pulling her to him.

"Don't touch me," he warned her. She understood that he didn't want her to touch his scars. Although she couldn't see them, touching them would give her an idea of what they looked like, and he wanted to avoid just that.

"Okay," she agreed.

His mouth went to Carolina's neck, then to her ear. She stuck her butt out to him without even realizing it and he smiled at that.

"Are you a little whore, Carolina?' He asked and her eyes widened. Would he use 'dirty talking' with her?

"I am. You... little whore." She replied between sighs.

He got under the covers and she felt his muscular chest against her back. His skin was hot all over and it made her feel like she was on fire in the inside.

Her panties were pulled to the side, and she wanted to remove them altogether, but he stopped her. Then she heard a little engine noise and frowned. Carolina was about to ask what that sound was, however, she felt something touch her intimacy, her pleasure button.

"Oh!"

"You like it, don't you?" He asked and positioned himself at Carolina's entrance, who was moaning madly. "So wet... Hmm."

When he entered, Carolina felt that slight stretch inside her that was so delicious. Maximo took no pity on her and moved like an animal, then placed her on her stomach and lifted her hips.

"Max... oh! Yes, harder!"

She had already climaxed several times; he, twice, but that didn't stop him from going on. The tremor that hit her reverberated through, driving him insane.

He fell on top of her and hugged her.

"That... That was intense!" Carolina said and Maximo, even though she couldn't see it, nodded in agreement, trying to catch his breath.

"You're naught," he said and she laughed.

"I didn't even know that I was!"

He hugged her and pulled her closer.

"Well, and I didn't know you were a fan of these toys."

"Huh? But what toys?" She asked and then realized that he was talking about the small object that vibrated and that he placed on her clitoris. "Ah, your toy?"

"Well, I know you like my 'toy', which by the way you can constantly play with it, whenever you feel like. I allow it. But I'm talking about it here. YOUR toy."

He placed the small object in her hand. It was small and she couldn't figure out what she was that.

"But what is this?"

"Your vibrator."