Olivia's POV

I felt the energy in me fade off. I saw the mark on André's neck and the bubbling passion in his eyes.

Before I could think, he grabbed me and bent me over a table, knocking over the potted plants and spilling the lush, loamy soil on the ground.

I felt his hands spank my butt and whimpered in pleasure.

"Make me yours, André. Please."

He spread my legs apart, and I could feel his fingers teasing me.

Fuck! My bud was soaking. I could smell my own arousal.

"I have never had ...