Chapter 40: Max’s Dark Circles
Cassie was learning the ropes from Stacey, and Max was at the end of his rope.
He never expected that he would be in such dire straits. Ever since he arrived and they started having sex, Liliana was insatiable. He didn’t know if being on top unlocked something in her brain, but she was relentless.
She wanted everything he had to offer. Max couldn’t tell how many times he had cum, but he knew he was tired. Even when she was out of breath and almost comatose, Liliana refused to let go of him.
Her body moved of its own accord, and quite frankly, Max was a little scared. But he would never show it. It would be disgracing his honour as a man.
He could feel pride seeing her begging and unable to move, but being the one who couldn’t move should never be an option.
They fucked from Friday straight into Saturday. The only time they stopped was to get something to eat or drink, and then they were back at it.
Liliana looked nothing like the woman who was supposed to be suffering from a disorder. She was a vixen who wanted to take his yang energy and suck him dry.
Max woke up when he felt blood rush to his lower body. He felt the warm mouth wrapping around his dick. His body shivered. He wasn’t sure if it was from fear or excitement.
But when he saw her eyes as she looked at him, he decided it was mostly fear. The problem is, fear didn’t stop his penis from enjoying the feeling of her mouth on it. Fear didn’t stop him from bucking into her mouth.
She licked the head of his shaft and grinned.
"I’m ready again."
He could smell her jasmine-scented body wash. She had taken a bath. He remembered the image he saw before falling asleep. She was curled up beside him, her body drenched with sweat.
She was muttering to herself, and her body was twitching. He guessed she woke up at some point, decided she needed a bath and then some more dick.
"You sure?" Max replied, voice hoarse. "Your pussy was a little swollen last time."
"I don’t care. We have all day today. After that, who knows when I’ll be this satisfied again."
Hearing that, he said nothing. Only watched as his shaft grew. He wondered if he actually had any cum left to come out of him.
So, for the next hour, Max and Liliana made the room smell like sex. Her moans echoed off the walls. The sound of skin slapping skin accompanied the sound.
He had even forgotten about the cameras that had been running all night. His mind stayed on her core and how it gripped him. How puffy the lips were. Briefly, he wondered if he would die from overdosing on pussy.
The next time he woke up, it was some time after two. He was woken up by his stomach growling. He stood on wobbly legs and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. When he came out, he felt refreshed.
He reached for his clothes, put them on, and went downstairs.
Before he arrived in the living room, he could hear voices.
"It’s fine. I enjoyed it last night. You don’t know how good I felt."
He didn’t hear a second voice, so he assumed the person she was talking to was on the phone. However, when he went downstairs, he was surprised to see a woman standing with Liliana.
She looked seventy percent like her. Her body was much more voluptuous than Liliana’s, and she was older, not by much.
As Max’s eyes caught the curves of her body, he couldn’t help swallowing. He felt his dick twitch.
Who was it that just complained about not being able to handle it? At the first sight of a pretty woman, it was ready to move, like a hungry wolf.
Hungry wolf or not, it didn’t stop him from checking her out. She was obviously someone who went to the gym. Her body was a work of art. The way she carried herself was more mature than Liliana’s, and it gave her a certain charm.
It was that aura that made Max want to take her upstairs and have his way with her. But now wasn’t the time for that. He needed to keep his cool
Max cleared his throat, ignoring the twitch in his pants.
"Good morning," he said pleasantly. He looked between the two women.
"Good morning," Lilana and the woman replied.
Liliana walked up to him and pulled him to meet the woman.
"Max, this is my mother, Denise Bridgemont."
When Max heard the word mother, he almost choked on air. He eyed the woman standing before him, and he couldn’t believe she was her mother. An older sister maybe, but mother, unlikely.
Max stretched his hand out ready to shake hers. She did the same.
"It’s nice to meet you, ma’am. I thought you were her older sister. You look only a few years older than Lily."
She scrutinized him. His hair was still wet. The shirt he was wearing was rumpled. His eyes had dark circles. He was certainly tired. She looked at her daughter, who was glowing.
She nodded, acknowledging the man who helped her daughter. Then she turned back at Liliana.
"The footage had been uploaded. No need to check; your father and the elders are already taking a look. He’ll be compensated accordingly. But don’t you think it’s time for him to leave?"
Max hadn’t expected this seemingly gentle woman to speak so bluntly. Also, her father was going to look? Yup, definitely a weird family. He couldn’t understand rich people. Watching his daughter have sex with anyone would be a no for him.
If he did have a daughter, she would be a virgin for life. No dating. Better yet, she should become a nun. Give her life to the lord, no boys for her.
Still, he didn’t argue with the verdict and went upstairs to pack his things. Before he walked through the door, Liliana said to him, "You can expect payment in about three days after they’ve finished reviewing everything."
Max nodded and left. Outside, a driver was waiting to take him home.
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