All Chapters of A Pound Of Flesh : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Geo found his way back to the room. Once inside, he saw Carolina asleep in the lone hospital chair that sat facing the bed. He walked over to her. She looked like a beautiful princess sleeping peacefully and unbothered by the cares of the world. He thought about the circumstances that had brought them together and realized in just a very short time Carolina was one of the most genuine, honest, and caring person he had met in a long time. He didn't know how or why he deserved it, but he knew he had to make sure their time together was well spent. He walked forward and knelt down in front of her. He reached up and gently caressed her cheek. She stirred. Her eyes fluttered open. She smil

There was a long pause. He looked as if he were devouring her with his eyes. She almost felt like looking away, but wouldn't dare. She had never had a man desire her like this, and she felt the same way about him.  "It better," he said. His tone was possessive. She had seen his flirty side, and his sexy side, but his possessive, jealous side was something she didn't think was possible, and therefore would never see.  He was still rubbing her back. The gentle feeling relaxing her.  All Geo wanted was to bury himself in between Carolina's soft thighs. She leaned down and placed her hand on his groin. He pulled her mouth down to his and moaned inside of hers as their tongues found each other, deliciously swirling. His hands moved down further and lifted h

She had finally lost her virginity, she thought to herself. To a gangster's son, a nasty voice in the back of her mind noted. She was officially his companion. It didn't feel like it. She realized then that had she not answered the newspaper ad, she wouldn't have met him. She also realized if he told her there was no money she would still possibly want to still sleep with him again. He was a very skillful lover. She still didn't buy what he said about being single either. "Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked, breaking her train of thought. "Yes, I am." She sighed. "I can tell." "How?" She was curious now.

She was happy to be back home. It was quiet. The silence reminded her of what had happened and why her mother wasn't here. She tried to shake the eerie feeling off and went to the kitchen. She noticed both of their places were still in the same place. She picked both up and dumped their contents in the trash bin, then she put the plates in the sink. When that was done, she went upstairs and decided to shower and change. She had school work to turn in. She grabbed a towel from the linen closet and went into the bathroom. She turned the water on, checked the temperature, and when it was perfect, she undressed and got into the shower.  The hot water felt good on her skin. She relaxed as it ran over her. She washed her hair, arms, and breasts. When she washed her thighs, she felt the dull soreness there. She hadn't even noticed it earlier.

"Why Geo?" He recalled his father asking him as the pistol sat on the dresser now." "I wanna be just like you, Pop. All the ladies think you're handsome and the guys are scared of you. I want that too." He was very matter of fact. A walking miniature replica of his father. He had watched everything his father did. He had wanted to be just like him. Men respected his father.  "Son, look at me. Having a gun doesn't give you respect. What gives you respect is the way you treat the people who love ya' the most. There is a big difference in respecting and fearing someone." He had explained to Geo. He was forced back to the present when he parked his car in the circle drive and turned off the engine. He got out of his vehicle and made his way into his father's home. N