Olivia's POV

We went about three more rounds in the study. But after each orgasm, I didn’t feel satisfied and wanted more.

André pulled out of me and looked at me in horror.

"Olivia, what is going on? Your eyes."

I was stunned. I had no idea how my eyes looked. André brought out a mirror and gave it to me. I looked at my eyes and saw that they were still looking glazed.

I was terrified.

"Olivia, what is wrong?"

I looked at André nervously as he helped me get dressed. As his ...