Violeth sighed as she guided Carver's hand to squeeze her breast harder.
Violeth did not remain silent, her hands rested on Carver's broad chest, several times her hand gently touched her husband's stomach which resembled several neatly arranged slices of bread.
Even though the air conditioner had been turned on since earlier, there was not the slightest feeling of cold. Inside the room, only the moans and sighs of Violeth, who seemed to be enjoying the game of love, were heard, along with the sound of the friction of two wet nuclei of pleasure.
Violeth has a high passion, this makes Carver even more interested in Violeth.
Carver, seeing that Violeth was exhausted, turned her position to the top. Violeth couldn't wait for the game.
Carver sat on top of Kezia's body, in one stroke, his muscular trunk plunged into the hole of pleasure. Carver raced Violeth like a racehorse.
Carver squeezed Violeth's breasts lightly, causing her to groan.
Slowly he sipped on Violeth's red and sexy lips, the taste was so sweet. Violeth didn't stay silent, even though her breath was almost on the edge, her lips were also moving to pulverize with passion.
"Violeth, you are really naughty and full of passion," Carver whispered as he kissed the top of Violeth's breasts which looked very full.
Violeth's sigh drifted even further. "Ouhhh... I like this."
Seeing that Violeth's breathing was irregular, Carver stopped. At that time, Violeth suddenly showed a displeased expression. Carver said that Violeth looked tired, but Violeth felt like she was being played with by Carver.
Instantly Violeth felt her passion disappear, and pulled her body away from Carver.
Carver slowly opened the sheet that slightly covered Violeth's pleasurable folds. "Don't you want to do it again?"
No response whatsoever. Violeth just pulled her body to lean on the part of the bed that was still attached to the sofa.
"Get out of my room, I don't need you!" Violeth said angrily.
Violeth is a possessive type of woman, if she is disappointed, Violeth will be angry.
"Violeh, please don't be angry." Carver suddenly fears that Violeth will tell Edward Fletcher about Carver being mean to her.
"I know you were only forced to have sex with me for money," Violeth snapped angrily.
Violeth quickly pulled up the blanket to cover her bare body without wearing any clothes. Violeth slept wrapped in a thick blanket without caring about Carver anymore.
When Carver wants to sleep under one blanket, Violeth tells him to ignore it and stay away from her.
Carver got out of bed, he went to the bathroom to clean himself. The cold water from the shower had hit Carver's head and flowed down him.
"He's short tempered, thinks I'm a no-no, he doesn't even want me to satisfy him anymore," Carver muttered.
Realizing that the bathroom door was still open and getting a death stare from Violeth, Carver immediately closed it slowly because he felt uncomfortable with that stare.
"Her stares were horrible. It was so hard being her husband," Carver said, turning around to get a bottle of body wash. "She really is a demoness who likes to have sex with men."
Suddenly the bathroom door opened and a Violeth entered the small room.
The small room that wasn't too big made Carver unable to escape from the woman with uncontrollable desire who was now standing in front of him.
Contrary to what Carver had imagined, it was very difficult to comply with this woman's wishes. If he didn't fix things soon, he could be in big trouble.
"Violeth, what do you want from me. If you will forgive me, I will do whatever you want." Carver pleaded.
"I'll forgive you, after I cut something that is still tense at the sight of my still innocent body without wearing any clothes." Spoken like an ultimatum, Violeth gripped Carver's chest tightly. Violeth then approached Carver. "Don't mess with me Carver, you're my man."
Carver was silent, resigned, he stared at Violeth's body which looked clean and white as snow.
"Why are you staring at my body like that?" Violet asked. "I'll tell dad if you keep hurting me, Carver."
Violeth's eyes filled with tears, her lips parted slightly to reveal some preposterous remark.
Carver looked away, thinking about the trouble he would be in if Violeth did tell Edward.
"Then what should I do to make up for your mistake?"
"I can forgive you and not complain to father, as long as..." Violeth stopped her words.
Carver's heart fluttered at the unspoken words. Her gaze fell on Violeth's pair of beady eyes.
"Cut your intimate rod!"
"What?" Carver clutched his lower abdomen tightly with his heart pounding. Carver knew Violeth never joked.
"I will cut yours as an apology from you. But if you refuse, you will be punished, Carver!"
"But if I don't have this, how can I serve you? How can I...." Carver looks for reasons to get out of this dire situation.
"I don't need yours. But you can satisfy me with your two hands," Violeth replied.
Hearing that, Carver told himself that Violeth had experience satisfying a woman's body without a man's touch.
"No Violeth. Please don't do that! I will do whatever you want until you are satisfied," Carver pleaded.
Violeth pushed Carver away from the shower. "Get ready, after I take a shower, I will cut yours."
Violeth looked at Carver with a cynical smile, Violeth's gaze was like a she-devil who was about to devour Carver.