Even After Death novel (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 1048

Olivia sensed that something was off about the atmosphere between them. Pushing her hands against the bamboo bed, she slowly moved backward.

But the cunning Ethan had made the bed no more than four feet wide. Where could she run to?

Soon, Olivia's palms touched the edge of the bamboo bed.

She didn't mean what she said last night; she was just too angry. Even when he touched her as Logan, she never found him disgusting.

People would always use the harshest words to scald the people closest to them when they were mad. Of course, she wouldn't say such things again.

"I didn't mean that."

After understanding her thoughts, Olivia lost her confidence from yesterday.

Like a wild leopard, Ethan had his knees on the bed as he slowly crept forward.

Soon, Olivia was shrouded in the shadow cast by his body. Olivia was supporting her whole body with her hands.

Ethan's lips touched her stretched neck.

Olivia was forced to look up, so she was at a disadvantage.

When his thin lips touched her skin, she heard him whispering, "What about this? Do you feel disgusted about this? If you do, I'll stop."

Ethan was very sure that she wouldn't say those words again.

In terms of handling people's hearts and tendencies, Ethan was quite skilled.

She was like a blooming flower, her figure swaying and shivering gently in the rain.

Ethan's lips moved upward. He was extremely gentle but also very persistent. Olivia's breaths became heavier, and her chest heaved greatly. She seemed to be anticipating something.

When Ethan's thin lips found her hair, his teeth closed around her hairpin and tugged gently at it. Olivia's hair cascaded down her shoulders.

He liked it when she had her hair down. She looked a little lazy but also very charming.

The hairpin fell into his hands, and he fiddled with it.

Olivia slowly reached out. It was her first time taking the initiative to touch Ethan's body after they separated.

Her palm was wrapped in gauze, and the tips of her fingers sparked fires as they traced across his body.

Ethan's heart was thumping wildly. His body was like a wild beast that had locked onto a prey, gathering strength and tensing up for the kill.

Then, her hand slowly moved upward, caressing his throat.

Ethan didn't dare to move a muscle.

It was as if a butterfly had landed on his shoulder, and if he moved recklessly, the butterfly would be startled and fly away. He didn't even dare to make a sound as he quietly awaited Olivia's reply.

Finally, Olivia's hands reached his strong shoulders. Her tongue moved past her red lips as she approached his ear.

Her voice was soft and small, but it was filled with the charm of a temptress.

"Be gentler."