Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Zenovia

I could not seem to recall when Maksimillian shed all his clothes and shoes off. He was now standing naked in front of me with his hard-on facing me. I swallowed hard as I remembered how that huge staff of his made me whimper with so much pleasure just a little while ago.

Without a word and eyes smokey with immeasurable lust, he caught me by the waist and passionately ravaged my lips. He seemed to be different from the gentle Maksimillian, and now, he showed me the other side of him. It was curious, since I found it… exciting! I might be crazy, but this thrilled me. In fact, I kissed him back with the same fervour, which made him grunt, and his fingers buried into my flesh through the nightshirt. He squeezed me now and then while kissing me thoroughly, making me breathless.

His one hand suddenly let go of me as he cleared one side of the table. Then I felt myself being lifted up effortlessly. My butt found the surface of the table, and he cupped my center, gently massaging it before pulling my now bloodstained underwear down the floor. My feet dangled slightly, and I lifted my eyes to his face.

“Zenovia…” he whispered hoarsely and peeled the nightshirt from my body.

He stepped between my legs while the cool air kissed and blanketed my skin, sending me goosebumps. The peaks of my breasts also hardened, and his eyes seemed to magnetize there. He gently pushed me down, angling my body slightly that made me lean my hands on the surface of the table. My left eyebrow rose when he picked up the ice cream to feed me.

“What’s this?” I softly chuckled before eating ice cream from the teaspoon, holding his gaze. Then, his eyes went lower to my lips, and I laughed a little while kissing him back. “Is it some kind of fettish or what?”

“I just want to eat your favourite ice cream with you like this,” he answered, smiling at me sexily. He fed me again and kissed me everytime he did, sharing the ice cream together in this way. It was really sweet, I mused.

Just when I thought he’d go on like that—feeding me ice cream, kissing me and tonguing me out of my mind—he accidentally, or rather deliberately, dropped a teaspoon of ice cream on my chest. I gasped at the coldness of it that my heart also jumped. I saw him smirk naughtily, and that was when I knew he did it on purpose.

“Maksimillian!”

“Sorry? But I’m not sorry.” He gave me a teasing smile, which made him even more attractive.

My mouth opened when he licked the melting ice cream on my chest and sucked each of my taut tips. I couldn’t help but throw my head back at the unexpected sensation. His mouth and tongue were cold and warm at the same time. It was a bit weird.

“Oh! Doamne!” I couldn’t help but exclaim. My one hand grabbed the back of his neck, while the other remained on the table, now at the edge to grip it to keep my balance. My body was slanting back, yearning for more of him. “Maksimillian!”

Without breaking his suckling my right tip, he scooped another teaspoon of ice cream to place it on my flat stomach. My eyes went round as my stomach made a ripple at the cold sensation. I quivered a little, and his mouth went down to kiss my stomach and lick the melting ice cream. He followed the drip towards the abdomen that made me moan a little.

Oh, Doamne! This was sweet torture.

My core throbbed even more because of anticipation.

When he finished licking the semi-melted ice cream on my stomach, his mouth caged my left rosy tip this time, sucking it hard and making me groan. My body shook a little when he dropped a couple teaspoons of ice cream on my V area. I gasped in reaction to it.

While he continued to suckle each of my marbled peaks, I could feel the melted ice cream drip further south. It slowly made its cold way down to my very slit.

“Maksimillian!” I called out to him, panting. My body arched when he sucked hard and nibbled my hardened tip. “Ohh…”

I watched him with half-closed lids when his mouth moved downwards to follow the trail of the melted ice cream. I was already breathless even before his mouth slowly moved against my wet lady parts. His tongue flicked on the little bud before he ran it downwards. I heard him moan lowly as he laved and licked it. His movements varied from the left to the right and from up north going southwards.

The melted ice cream was cold, but he eventually made it warm with his tongue and lips. He tasted my skin from the V area and back again to my throbbing core. He sucked the sensitive nub there that grew fatter due to increased arousal. I couldn’t help but anchor my ankles on his wide shoulders, while one hand caressed his head.

Oh, how I loved to feel his soft short hair against my palm!

Maksimillian nibbled each of my vertical lips down there, making me pant more. I could feel the tensing of my inner walls as the buildup of desire became more intense. More liquid fire flowed down to his sexy mouth. Despite my mortification of knowing I was still bleeding, he didn’t seem to mind it and continued to please me. More and more. It was incredible!

I suddenly wondered if he was used to this with other women. Apparently, he was one experienced lover, although he hadn’t told me about it yet. For someone as attractive as he, there was no doubt he had lots of women in the past, before meeting me. I may now wonder how many, but I had no business asking him that. I had to remind myself there were no strings attached to this relationship.

If I could call it that and not just a crappy insane deal.

But I also wondered if he’d really get on with my craziness after this night was over, although he already said he wanted to go with me to hike on Mount Tâmpa tomorrow…