Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW

Chapter 65 "thunderstorms"

Reaching the hotel room late at night with their handbags and luggage assisted by the hotel staff. Olivine went to the side window, looking outside after taking off her shoe, and remains her socks walking around.

"Oh, the heavy rains are pouring," Katarina said, taking off her shoe on the side. Olivine took her phone, and the signal went off, placing it back in her trousers pocket. Followed Katarina changing slippers; a loud thunder made Katarina scream on top of her lungs, and the power went off.

"It's okay. It's okay. I'm here." Olivine took her

phone again and used the flashlight on it. Luckily the power went on; it looks like the power back up turned up, replacing the main power supply of the hotel.

"Calm down, okay," she suggested.

"I can't contact Josh and Kin; the signal went off, and the heavy rain seemed won't stop," she explained, hugging on her.

"Here, hold my hand," Olivine said, gently pulling her towards her arms. Sitting both on the side of the bed. A sniff followed by a kiss on her head. Katarina looked at her, smiling.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Why are you smiling like that?" she said,
confused, paying closer attention to her.

"No, nothing," Katarina hid her feelings.

Another lightning comes again, and the power disrupts again and comes back to power on again. Katarina shoved her head to her chest. Olivine felt she's shaking, but she didn't say any.

"Just hold me," she whispered, feeling Katarina's shaking down to her nerves. Olivine stood up and brought all the curtains down.

"Here, take my headphones," she offered.

"No," she refused.

She had no choice but to comfort Katarina in the midst of strong lightning and thunder. Katarina looked up, staring at her lips. She anticipated she would kiss her, but in her surprise, Katarina only looked at her. Tracing her jawline using her fingertip, down to her lower lip.

"Your gaze is sexy as hell, Oliv," she said admiring her, almost whispering, continuing to trace using her fingertip down to her neck. Olivine choosing to be still; she prefers Katarina doing that to ease her from shaking. Observing her allowing what she liked to do diverted her mind in the most possible way.

As she always let Katarina explore her feelings towards her. She felt her lips on her chest gliding down, and it stopped. Katarina looked at her, the lightning almost blinded by the brightness caused around them.

"I never loved like this Oliv," she said, tracing her lower lip again using her thumb.

"I don't mind you past, who you are, but all I see is who you become right now," she said after pressing her lips next to her.

Following undressing herself in front, as lightning and thunderstorms still never stop. Olivine starts to deal by dancing with the devil. Preferring what Katarina does rather than what she's doing,  kept listening to the thunder in the background. She's aware; Katarina can touch her, but she can't.

Noticing, shes different from the women she encounters before. Olivine can't pin point what it is; she can't even say a word about how she felt.

Except for a magnetic that pulled her in too much depth that she had never encountered before. Watching Katarina chest down to waist, like glimpses every time the lightning reflections on the glasses inside the room.

Tempted to caressing and cupping her breast, but she immediately stopped by Katarina, quickly pinned buried on the sheets. One snapped; it feels like torture on Olivine's side. She sees her naked, next to hers, but she can't touch even on the fingertip, and she will be immediately stopped. Unless Katarina pulled her hand and guided where she wanted to place it on specific parts of her body.

Laying down on the soft bed while Katarina sat on her stomach, she had no choice but to stare at her. Another lightning followed by thunder; she saw she's almost completely naked on top of her. A thin lingerie remains, Olivine a bit thankful knowing it. If she is totally naked, Olivine might lose herself; may heaven forbid what she will do.

Allowing Katarina to trace her skin using her finger tips. Olivine turned the nightstand beside her and stared into her eyes. She was stunned witnessing what she saw—a very lustful one. But the control that Katarina has towards her didn't flinch.

Olivine admitted she never encountered this kind of game before but whatever Katarina is doing to her. It really mind f*cking her to it's core. All she did was to breathe heavily. Closing her eyes, feeling the tingling sensation on her body response to the warm body of Katarina sitting on top of her legs wide open.

"Don't close your eyes, Oliv," Katarina said, leaning forward.

"Don't worry," she said, breathing heavily.

"I don't think on anyone," she replied insisted with heavy breaths.

Unbottoning her sleeves slowly, allowing her to reveal her chest towards her. Katarina stared lustfully, and she didn't dare to even touch her breast, but she continued tracing her body using her finger tips.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it; my body naturally reacts to what you are doing." Olivine cut off when she gently kissed her afterwards. Katarina looked at her, holding her neck.

"I admire you, Oliv, how you control and hold yourself when the temptations have been given," she said. The warmth of her palm can't be denied; obviously, her body responds differently.

"I hold unto the promise that I made Katarina," she said.

Thinking she doesn't like to be the one who causes her the triggers. Olivine starts to become aware that if she is on top of her, she will remember everything she has been through. Olivine chooses her to be the top on close doors; not everyone perceives Olivine as exuding dominance over the relationship.

"Open your eyes, Oliv," a gentle slap she felt on her cheeks. She tightened her grip on the edges of the bed and the other hand on the sheets. It made her body arch more excited about what she did.

Sensing her, Katarina pulled her and made her face down the bed. A warm breath she felt as she continued tracing her back using her fingertip. Olivine punch the bed to released that might her chest explodes.

"Don't close your eyes, Oliv," she said again, pinning her one hand on the bed.

Olivine felt her lips near her ear, her warm breath teasing more to her senses. Next thing, she felt Katarina nibble from her neck down to her hips. She stopped, and the loud thunderstorm had already stopped knowing before they took notice. Flipping Olivine back, facing her, closing her eyes like nothing happened, sitting again on top of her.

Choosing to lower her standard for the sake of Katarina not to be triggered. Olivine made a decision, even though her self-esteem lowered as well as her ego. Afraid of executing dominance over her won't help any further. Most especially, she refused help to seek counseling.

Katarina glided herself back on top of her, leaning forward with her arms, and started kissing her neck slowly and gently down to her chest. Unbuckling her thin black belt and unbuttoned her trousers slowly.

"Oliv, open your eyes," she whispered, kissing and sniffing her skin.

Lips running down towards her navel down her torso. Olivine felt she pulled down, removing her fitted black boxer shorts. She started closing her eyes as soon as she felt her lips touch her leg, traveling up to between. She managed to breathe heavily, grabbing sheets and forming a fist in it with both hands on the sheets. Moment she felt she used her tongue to her core, until she had an orgasm.

A split second later, coming to her senses, her nerves subsided, and she came to her. Went closing her eyes; she can't help herself not to sleep. She felt the nibble kisses on her neck down to her chest last thing she felt.