Chapter 198: -Home Alone with Talia-³*
'A blackout?'
Deep silence filled the room as it was blanketed in complete darkness. Too sudden and unexpected, Max's grip on the controller tightened in alert, his futile attempt to see through the darkness leading to a tiny ray of light through the curtain.
'She has a bind placed before the curtains?'
Realizing why there was no source of light despite it being daytime outside, Max was about to stand up when he felt two soft palms carefully slither around his arm.
Before he could react, two squishy soft but firm feelings pressed against his arm.
"I'm scared of the dark."
Talia's coy voice sounded next, leaving Max a little stunned.
Sensing his will to stand collapse before he could muster it, Max savored the softness of her bosom before responding. Not with words but a comforting hand that patted her other shoulder. Holding her still like he was trying to protect her from a monster in the dark.
The dice had been thrown.
Talia, albeit a little startled by the sudden arm that wrapped around her other shoulder, after realizing it was Max's, her cheeks flushed in the darkness. With no resistance she melted into his embrace.
Feeling more of her chest this time, restless lust hovered in the room, turning their silence into tension.
"Hmmm."
Suddenly Talia moaned softly, more like a cat's purr.
The cause: Max slowly stroked her arm in a tender manner while closing the last inch between them.
With her body within his protective embrace, Talia felt the need to reciprocate and also began to rub his chest, feeling the shaped muscles underneath his shirt.
With no words said, like two romantic couples they kept going on with it for fifteen seconds till their breath intensified. No longer satisfied with the warmth, the crave for skin-to-skin contact was ignited.
Not in the slightest tranced like Talia was, Max proceeded with a clear head, controlling his lust as he slowly pressed her down to the bed.
"Hmmmm-"
A quick shudder ran down Talia's spine, feeling his hands roam her legs, thighs, then slipping under her baggy shirt to hold her waist.
At this moment, in the darkness, Talia felt Max's presence directly over her.
Already stretching up her hand and ready to arch her back, thinking he was going to take off her shirt first, she felt Max let go of one hand and slowly trace her hair, lowering to her ear. His fingers lingered for a second then traced down to her chin.
Before she could comprehend what he was about to do, she felt his thumb slowly part her lips, then his breath came down. Hot, it spread warmth across her face, leaving her vulnerable to what came next.
His lips, like the cork of a bottle, latched onto hers, sliding out his thumb to replace it with his tongue which voraciously dove and began a swift competitive battle.
"Hmmmm-" Talia's stifled moan rang out, but like a prey as Max dominantly sucked her lips, intertwining tongue in lust.
His body was above her, his two knees strapped to both sides, with her body in between.
"Hmmmmmm– "
Sucking his tongue, Talia held his face to lock their lips.
"Hmmmm-" "Mwah" "Schlup" "Smoooch!"
There was no sound that wasn't made.
Finding Talia's lips to be exceptionally tender, Max hungrily savored the taste of it.
They went on for another five minutes, now completely heated and filled with lust. Max broke the kiss.
"Hmmmm- Hmmm– Hmmmm– !"
They both heaved.
To proceed with the second phase, Max's hand quickly found her waist.
Talia, in understanding, already arched her waist.
Grabbing the fold of her baggy shirt, Max found no hindrance taking it off.
"Hmmm– "
Hearing Talia's breath, Max knew she was ready for what came next.
Because the room was enveloped in darkness, Max was denied the wondrous view of her breasts, making him slightly reluctant.
His hand grabbed her slender waist, repositioning his knees. Max lowered his head and let his breath caress her belly button till his hand notified of the soft plumpness ahead.
"Hmmmm-" Talia shuddered.
Just then, grabbing both handfuls of her breasts, Max released a bestial growl and hungrily latched onto the right mold.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Talia let out a sharp gasp, jerking upward from the sudden pleasure that made her pupils constrict.
"Ahhh." She gasped again, much lower than the previous.
"Hmmm– Hmmmm- Hmmmm…"
Then came a rhythm of trembling low moans. Like a series of electrical sparks surfing beneath her skin, she jolted as he bit her nipples, nimbling them with tender care as he squeezed both breasts like ripened lemons.
Despite the torturous pleasure, Talia pressed his head to her chest, unwilling to let go.
"Ahhhh–." she moaned.
"Argh." Groaning in pleasure as he rubbed his hard brother against her thighs, Max freed one of his hands and lowered it to trail down Talia's waist. Roaming the band of her cheeky shorts, he fumbled with it till he was able to unclasp the single button that secured the treasure within.
Also sensing his hand, Talia arched her waist and let him slide it down.
"Hmmm–"
"Mmmmm- "
Under their heated breath, the shorts were taken off.
Max acted swiftly, flipping everything he wore in mere seconds. He grabbed his shaft, and lowered his knees.
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