After a while, Max finally gave his wife a chance to breathe. Holding breath through a relieved smile, he stroked the face that was still shrouded in confusion.
“Why are your cheeks so red? We’ve done it many times.”
Gabriella didn’t answer. She was still looking for an answer that could not be found. “Why did Max kiss me? Is it to divert fear?”
Not getting a response, the man returned to greet Gabriella’s tenderness. The movements were still the same, slow and full of interest. Not a bit of pleasure he missed. That reality made the woman furrow her brows deeper.
“No. This man is not afraid. Then why did he kiss me? Is it lust?”
In confusion, Gabriella studied her husband’s hand. Sometimes Max held her cheek, sometimes the big palm moved to the nape of her neck.
“No. It’s not out of lust. So, what?”
Until the cabin they were in reached the bottom, Gabriella still didn’t get an answer. Even when she stepped like a robot out of there, her brain couldn’t find a clue.
“He didn’t touch the restricted area at all. Why?” the woman thought as she continued walking.
“Gabriella,” Max called, successfully making his wife blink.
As soon as she realized, the woman found her hand was already in the man’s grasp. “Since when did this man hold me?”
“We have to get to the station immediately,” the man said lightly. He was no longer looked pale.
“Is that the answer? All he did was just warm up? He must be holding back the urge to be released at the right time,” the woman concluded while blinking flatly in front of her husband.
“Gabriella?”
Once again, the woman blinked. “Yes?”
“Do you still want to be here? Should we postpone going home and find a hotel to stay at?”
In a flash, Gabriella shook her head against the idea. “Let’s go to the station.” Without wasting time, she led the way.
“If we went to the hotel, Max will definitely have fun. My heart will explode if that really happen,” the woman thought while grimacing silently. She was completely unaware that Max was smiling at her behavior.
“How can she be this innocent? So adorable,” the man thought as he took a deep breath. His heart had never felt so open.
***
“Th-this is our train?” Gabriella was dumbfounded staring at the small room with a minimalist bed in one corner. “Where are the seats?”
“I booked the best executive class so we can rest comfortably,” Max explained with lips curled up, as he had a hard time holding back laugh. The look on Gabriella’s face was too funny for him.
After placing the suitcase near the table, the man took off his shoes and lay on his side with one hand supporting his head.
“Aren’t you tired? Come on, lie down.” Max patted the bed.
Gabriella’s lips suddenly trembled with hands waving. “I’m not tired yet. I’ve been dreaming of this moment for a long time. I shouldn’t waste my time sleeping soundly.”
“I don’t ask you to sleep,” the man said, narrowing his eyes. “You can still enjoy the comfort of this train in bed.”
Quick as lightning, Gabriella sat down on a chair by the window. “I am curious about the scenery outside when the train is speeding up. So, here is the best spot.”
With stiff lips and hands squeezing in each other, the woman looked away. She didn’t realize that her husband was laughing silently.
“Why is my wife so adorable?” the man mumbled as he got off the bed. Without warning, he stood behind his wife.
“What do you watch, Gaby? The train hasn’t moved yet,” Max asked while placing his hands on the woman’s shoulder. Gabriella immediately tensed up.
“Anything in sight,” she answered stiffly.
A second later, Max began to massage. “Think of it as an expression of my gratitude for you. Thanks for accompanying me to have fun.”
The woman’s eyes blinked quickly. “Anytime,” she said through a pinched vocal cord.
After a while, the train finally started moving. Gabriella’s tension was instantly replaced by excitement. With round eyes, the woman noticed how things slipped out of her sight.
“This is so cool,” she said in amazement.
“Isn’t this the same as getting on a plane? Both of them let us go at high speed.”
As if she had forgotten the awkwardness, the woman shook her head and turned to Max. “Of course it’s different. The objects are much closer from the train than the plane. That’s why, they seem to disappear faster.”
“Do you really like to leave things behind?”
Gabriella’s face slowly returned to be flat. “No. Usually, I’m the one who was left behind. Why do you suddenly ask that?”
Max spontaneously shook his head with a small curve of his lips. “It’s okay. It’s good that you don’t think so.”
With furrowed brows, Gabriella turned her face out the window. “He’s getting weird again,” the woman thought before shaking her head faintly.
Suddenly, Max’s hand slipped under the clothes. Gabriella’s eyes automatically widened and her body stiffened. She did not dare to make a sound, afraid that her husband would detect her awkwardness.
“Then, do you still want to sit here? You already saw the scenery you want.”
Gabriella swallowed hard listening to her husband’s whisper. Still in a frozen pose, she replied, “If you’re sleepy, go to sleep first.”
Slowly, Max brought his lips to the woman’s ear. “Do you forget that you are my doll? I can’t sleep without hugging you.”
The woman secretly grimaced. “Oh no! He begins to be driven by lust. What should I do now?”
Before Gabriella had time to find a way out, the man had clamped her ON button. A small moan was accidentally released. Quick as lightning, the woman covered her mouth.
“So, do you still want to be here?” Max asked, shaking his finger rapidly. Gabriella’s cheeks immediately reddened because of his actions.
“Yes,” she sighed, trying to deny her wild heartbeat.
“Then,” the man said as he began to unbutton his wife’s shirt, “be a doll who is always motionless, regardless of what the owner does.”
The turmoil in the woman’s chest was getting worse. “What are you doing?” she asked half sighing.
“Aren’t dolls made to be played with?” Max said as he cupped the twin balls and started massaging. From the reflection of the window glass, he could see the reflection of Gabriella almost closed her eyes.
For a few seconds, no sound was heard. Gabriella was battling her instincts not to suppress her heart.
“You seem to enjoy it. Do you like my massage?”
The woman’s eyes opened wide. “No,” she answered in a trembling voice.
“Is it true? Then how about this?”
Max presses the ON button in a circular motion. In just an instant, the wife lowered her head and sighed, sending the signal to her husband to continue exploring.
“I think, my favorite flavor is not green tea anymore,” the man whispered as he turned the chair Gabriella was sitting on. A second later, he knelt down and positioned himself between the woman’s legs.
“My favorite flavor right now is this.” Max lowered the cloth covering Gabriella’s twin candies and devoured one of them. The woman’s moans instantly set the mood. Her hands no longer hesitate to hold the head that was under the chin.
“How? Do you like it?” the man teased as he examined the look on his wife’s face.
“Why are you doing this?” Gabriella replied with an expression that was hard to describe. The woman was still caught between confusion and excitement.
“Isn’t today’s theme to have fun?”
Gabriella shook her head doubtfully. “Somehow, I feel that you are testing me.”
The man’s forehead suddenly drew a question mark. “Test?”
“You are testing my obedience, aren’t you?”
The corners of Max’s lips lifted slightly. “No. I just want to make this fun day perfect.”
After delivering the answer, the man used his tasting organ to tickle the woman’s nerves. Gabriella had to bite her lip to control herself.
“You don’t forget that I am on my period, do you?” she asked as she felt something trickle down the bottom.
After a while, Max finally met the woman’s gaze. “Of course. That’s why I prepare this.” The man walked over to the small refrigerator and took a cylindrical container from inside.
“Ice cream? Do you want to eat it at this time of night?” Gabriella asked as she adjusted her clothes.
After a blink, Max flashed a suspicious smile. “I’m just curious, what will happen when two of my favorite flavors are combined.”
Gabriella’s eyelids suddenly pulled up to the maximum. “That’s disgusting!” she exclaimed in disbelief.
“Not. It will be fun.”
Excitedly, the man closed the curtain and moved his wife to the bed. It was in vain that Gabriella straightened her clothes because a minute later, she was lying down without a single one covering her upper body.
“It turns out I was wrong. Max’s behavior at the Ferris wheel earlier was because of lust. A man like this will never like a simple and spoiled woman like me,” Gabriella thought as her husband opened the green ice cream package.