Vivian POV
Max leaned in and kissed kissed my lips, trailing his lips down and under my jaw as he traced them to my chest and in between my breast. He kissed my slightly exposed cleavages and I shuddered with tremor at the feeling that coursed through my entire body.
“Mmrh, Ahhh Max” I moaned out loudly, not able to keep my voice in check any longer.
“Someone is writhing already. Tell me, could those men make you feel this way?” He spoke against my right cleavage as he gave his a light kiss. I shut my eyes, totally ignoring his questions, allowing the overwhelming urges spread through me like wild fire. I could feel my breasts up and firm against his face, aching for a touch and just like he read my thoughts, he ripped off his shirt that I wore out of impatience, leaving me worried and bared. He slid off the shreds totally off my body and my breasts was exposed for his eyes to feed on, the lacy bra I wore trapping the nipple and he immediately slid his hands around my back and unlocked it from behind, throwing it across the room which crashed against the wall and fell down.
His gaze became even more dire with lust as he stared at my firm nipple, he reached out with his hands and caressed them, squeezing it alongside.
“Ohhh Max” I bit my lips at the feel it gave me, loving the soft gentle, smooth but rough squeeze on my breasts. He circled his hands around my nipple, rolling them with his thumb.
“You’re beautiful” He said and I creased my brows in surprise at the sudden revelation.
When did Max start admiring my body? I asked within myself, feeling his lingering gaze on my nipple. I was utterly surprised at his behavior. In our three years of marriage, Max had never showed any signs of attachment or scrutiny on my body. He would always have sex with me and that was the end of it. But this time around was different, he seemed attached. On e moment he was clingy and the next moment, he would become a total dick head.
“Are you alright Max?” I couldn’t help but ask, my eyes gazing at him intently but he ignored my question and stood up, away from me, making me feel a weird emptiness and I shrugged, not liking the feeling.
He removed his vintage shirt and pulled down his trousers with only his inner shorts remaining. My eyes roamed around his chiseled, taking in his six packs and flawless body, the tattoo that ran from his neck down to his arms accentuated his figure; Max was devilishly handsome, too attractive. This was exactly why he usually made headlines at the press. If Max contested for Mr world, he would definitely be taking the trophy home.
He leaned back to hover over me again, his bare body came in contact with my peaches and his waist moved against mine. I instantly felt his erection poke my waist line, hard and throbbing and I winced in discomfort.
“You feel that, don’t you? This is exactly what is wrong with me” He crouched down to my chest and took in my right nipple without hesitation.
“Fuck!” I moaned, writhing vulnerably under him as he sucked my tits. Damn! The feeling was out of this world. Other times when Max had sex with me was just for his own pleasure, he usually didn’t do foreplay with me but right now, it seemed as if he wanted me to enjoy the sensations, he wanted it to be mutual.
He squeezed the other boobs as he lips worked wonders on the right one, nibbling, biting, sucking, licking, and few times, he blew breeze on it and continued. My legs was already shuddering with an ache, I was entirely drenched in abyss because of Max, I shut my eyes tightly, feeling the pleasure shoot through my entire system.
Oh Goodness, I loved this! I didn’t want it to stop’ I admitted shamelessly in my head as he stopped and moved to other breast, taking in my other nipple in his lips bad sucked.
“Holy goodness, Max! Please Ahh~~” I let out a loud cry as he increased the energy. I want to grab his head down and hold him down there for eternity but he already cuffed me, letting me feel the ruthlessness of being helpless. I began to move up my hips against his waist, wanting to quench the needs that ached me there as well but Max stilled my movement with his body, still sucking hard on my nipple which already glinting sharp red.
“Ahh, please Max. Please touch me there” I pleaded, desperation lacing through my voice in almost what seemed like I was going to die if he didn’t do that.
“You want me to? ” He unlocked from. my nipple, raising his face up to meet mine, a sly smirk plastering his face and i nodded, throwing all dignity into the air. Right now, I didn’t care, I just wanted his cock inside me, I wanted to feel it so badly, and if my hands wasn’t cuffed, I would have shoved it out of his pants myself.
“Beg me again Vivian” He cajoled and I arched my eyes, staring at his own mischievous face.
Why did he want me to do that? He was obviously the one that forced out these feelings from me? I didn’t ask for it so why was he playing around rather than sating what he already aroused inside me.
What the fuck is wrong with him?! I cursed in my head not realizing that how loudly it had come out.
” I heard you” He grinned wickedly, seeing the vulnerability in me as I gritted my teeth.
“Fuck you Max, You’re such a scumbag!” I yelled at him, feeling the contempt of hatred in me and I began to struggle with the cuffs but it ended up tightening even harder around my wrists and I winced in pain ” Ahh!”
“Fyck,! Stop moving, you’ll hurt yourself, if you struggle with it, the lock would tighten” He revealed worriedly and my eyes shot out in horror.
“What! Why would put this is on me, fucking release me right now Max!” I screamed, tears mingled with unsatisgacton gathered in my eyes.
What kind of torture was this!