Chapter 23: Naked Restraint
Max appeared outside the cafe in eighteen minutes. Two minutes earlier than he told Liliana he would. To anyone else, this might not matter, but for her, it was non-negotiable.
If he set food inside the cafe before twenty minutes ended, she would begin to check every exit in the building. It was something they worked on over the two years. Before, she would check every entrance and exit every five minutes.
That has dwindled to her making a comprehensive sweep upon entering, and then no more.
Twenty minutes, on the dot, he entered the cafe. He found her sitting in a seat across from the window. He slid into the chair across from her.
"Lily," he acknowledged her.
"Max," she replied.
Her red hair was curled in small ringlets, and her makeup was exquisite. She wore a floral dress that touched her knees. Everything about her was put together.
The most telling about how far they had come was the fact that she could actually wear a dress in public. She used to cover herself from head to toe. Now, she could wear a knee-length dress with broad straps without feeling uncomfortable.
"So, what would you like to do today?"
She hummed. Her eyes met Max’s before quickly looking away.
"Today, I want to...I wanted us to go back to the apartment and try what we did last time."
Last time. Max knew what she was referring to. It wasn’t their first time lying in bed together, but last time, they had been naked. Nothing happened, but Max went home with a serious case of blue balls.
He couldn’t move. All he could do was lie there and be an emotional therapy dick.
"Are you sure you’re up for it? Last time, you almost hyperventilated."
"I’m sure." She lowered her voice. "I have been trying on my own with a body pillow and a dildo."
Max’s eyes darted around the cafe. This was not the most appropriate place to talk about things like this. But Liliana was never one to keep certain things to herself. Especially since she deemed such things as part of the necessary process of rehabilitation.
"Then, how have you been?"
"I can breathe through it. I don’t feel like throwing up. I’m not having a panic attack. I actually almost fell asleep once."
He was glad to hear it. No matter whether he was there for her therapy or not, he was glad to see her getting better. But more than anything, he was looking forward to the payout.
He was promised a hefty sum if he could get her to have sex with him. It was confirmed by both her therapist and her elders. He was even given a price list for the positions. It was the day he had been looking forward to for a long time.
Who wouldn’t be looking forward to the day they would get $100,000 for cowgirl? That was a dream. If he did it for a day and night, he would be a millionaire.
He knew it was unlikely they would get to that point soon, but a man can dream, can’t he?
"So, do you want to go now or should we eat?"
"Let’s eat here. I still need to build my courage."
So, for the next thirty minutes, they sat, chatted, laughed, and enjoyed themselves. At the end of the thirty minutes, he took her hand. She didn’t shy away and instead threaded her hand in his as they left the cafe.
A few minutes later, they arrived at Liliana’s apartment. It was a luxury apartment in the city center. Max didn’t look around; it wasn’t his first time here.
He had already been used to the manicured lawns and the small restaurants and grocery store found close by. He kept his eyes straight and went to Liliana’s apartment with her.
There was no small talk. That had already been done. All she had him do was remove his clothes and head to the bedroom.
Max sighed to himself. He really was an emotional support dick. He couldn’t even get a little sweet talk before he was stripped naked.
Liliana walked into the room, naked, and saw Max sitting on the bed. He was leaning against the headboard, waiting for her to appear.
When Max saw her, the appreciation in his eyes couldn’t be hidden. He knew Liliana went to the gym regularly. She also practiced martial arts. So, her body was tight and toned.
As she entered the room, she shivered slightly. Her pink nipples hardened, her breasts heaved as she took some time to calm herself down.
Max watched her walk in on long legs that he felt should be wrapped around his waist. She took her time coming in, and his eyes flitted from her breasts to her core.
It was shaved, no hair whatsoever. He assumed it was because of her usual strictness with herself. He couldn’t stop his length from growing at the sight of this beautiful woman before him.
Liliana, who had been watching Max, couldn’t help but feel a sense of appreciation when she saw his length get hard. She knew this was therapy, but it didn’t stop her from feeling desired.
She got into bed beside him and lay on her side, her back towards Max.
"Tell me when you need me to move," Max said.
"You can, just go slow."
Max slid down the bed laying flat on his back, then turning to his side. He moved measuredly, wrapping an arm around her waist. He heard he breathing spike.
"Is this okay? Tell me if you need me to stop."
"It’s fine." Her voice came out small, unsure. "Continue."
He drew closer to her, pressing his body flush against her, and waited to see if there were any abnormal reactions. Mac felt that while he was testing her, he was also testing himself.
He was breathing heavily. Her rose scent filled his nostrils, and his length pressed against her firm ass. He cursed silently. Then he thought about the money he could end up making at the end of everything.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
She nodded and opened her leg.
He slipped lower, just pressed his length between her legs. She shifted, changing position so his length rested against her lower lips. They both drew in a breath.
Max, because he wanted nothing more than to plunge inside her, and Liliana because she realized the heat of him felt good, and for the first time she wasn’t exceedingly afraid.
The two of them lay there after Liliana closed her legs.
Max started to feel wetness seeping from between her legs; he couldn’t help rubbing once before stopping himself.
"Sorry," he said.
"It’s fine. The fact I can talk right now is already a good sign. Five more minutes, then we’ll stop."
"Okay." And with that, Max closed his eyes.
Unknowingly, he fell asleep. His hand moved from resting on her stomach to reaching for her breast.
"Max?" Liliana called out. He snuggled closer to her, his length creating more friction. She realized he had fallen asleep when she heard the heard the soft sound and realized his motion was unconscious.
She didn’t stop it, because she saw that she wasn’t panicked. This went on for another few minutes. Far more than five. She allowed Max, in his sleeping form, to use her thighs to get himself off.
What she didn’t know was that, at some point, Max had woken up. While she was testing her own limits, Max was testing his. He realized what he was doing when he woke up, but when he saw she didn’t stop him, he became bolder.
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