Mikayla wore no makeup. Even though she was only wearing a regular nightgown, Carlos could not take his eyes off of her; she looked as beautiful and delicate as a hibiscus.
"You're the one who came to me!" she said.
She bumped into his strong and broad chest just now when she opened the door.
"It's the same whether you throw yourself at me or the other way around!" Carlos was holding a bathrobe in his hand, his eyes glowing.
"Go take a show! I'll go to bed now." Mikayla lifted the quilt and lay down in bed.
She couldn't look straight at him now!
She felt kind of embarrassed for what happened just now.
Perhaps due to her period or a long day's work, Mikayla fell asleep soon.
In her sleep, she felt uneasy as someone seemed to be touching her body.
In a daze, Mikayla opened her eyes to discover Carlos was on top of her, kissing her body, making her feel completely awake.
"Carlos, what are you doing?" After finishing her words, she realized that she had asked a stupid question.
Carlos raised his head slightly and stated with justification, "Honey, I'm doing what a husband should do."
Honey? He had never called her honey before.
She uttered, "Carlos, can you stop? I'm still on my period!"
"No! Don't worry. I won't get inside you. Go ahead with your sleep. Don't mind me. We don't interfere with each other!" Now he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.
Her smooth, fair, and tender skin was like the best silk. How could he hold it back?
"Carlos, how can I sleep when you do this to me?" She felt melted.
Carlos got down from her and pulled her into his arms. "Go to sleep!"
'I'll do it later when she falls asleep,' Carlos thought.
She didn't say anything.
Enveloped by Carlos's unique body scent, Mikayla slowly dozed off and breathed evenly.
"The morning breeze flowed through cream-colored gauze curtains.
"
Mikayla woke up to find that she was in bed alone. She checked the time, and now it was six o'clock.
As she moved her hand, she realized that she had nothing on other than panties.
What the hell did Carlos do to her in her sleep?
Looking at those hickeys all over her body, she wondered how late Carlos stayed up last night.
She didn't ponder further. She had a lot of things to deal with on the new day. Mikayla changed her clothes and was ready to go downstairs.
*****
Meanwhile, after Winona drove Jaxon to work in the morning, she dialed Mildred's phone number.
Last night, Winona didn't sleep at all.
She kept thinking about things among Jaxon, Mikayla, and herself.
Since Mikayla liked hooking up with her man, she wanted to make Mikayla pay.
"Honey, what's up?" Mildred was taken aback to receive her daughter's call in the early morning.
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