Carolina Miller is nothing like either her mother or her sister Ginny and Georgia. She's grateful toward her mother knowing very little of what their mother has actually done for them, but she's grieving and trying to move on from a history that lea...
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Press was hitting on Carolina, kissing her though she tried to push him back.
Suddenly, Marcus appeared behind Press, taking hold of his shoulder, dragging him off of Carolina, pushing him away, turning to face him, punching him across the face, knocking him out and making him fall. Marcus walked over to Carolina, putting his hands on her legs, dragging her towards him, making her stand. In one swift motion, Carolina backed Marcus up to her door, her hand on his chest as their lips met passionately. Marcus flipped a table as he spun them around so Carolina was now backed into the wall, his body pressed onto hers as he put her hands over her head. A lustful look exchanged between them before they kissed with even more passion. Marcus wrapped her legs around his waist, sucking on the tender skin above her collarbone, ripping open her shirt, revealing her bra. Carolina smirked breathlessly, as Marcus lifted her up, grinding his clothed bulge against her making her moan and gasp, thrusts getting rougher. Carolina held him tightly as he sped his pace, shaking, tilting her head back with a gasp. Marcus turned to carry Carolina to the bed, laying her down, removing the rest of their clothes, leaning down to continue making out passionately and--
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Carolina woke up due to her alarm, breathing heavily when she realized what just happened was nothing but a dream. "What the fuck?"
Carolina was used to having nightmares of the past, but that was the first time she ever had a dream like that. She was utterly stunned.
Georgia walked in. "Carolina! You're still in bed?"
Georgia groaned, walking over to the windows to open both curtains.
Carolina stayed laying down, closing her eyes against the brightness of the sun. "No, Mom. Stop. Not this. Please."
"Time to get up," Georgia told her.
Carolina tried to cover her head up. Georgia took the blankets, dragging them off of Carolina to the floor. Carolina sighed, sitting up, grabbing her blankets from the floor, laying back down, covering her head.
