Night of Thunder (TulMax / MaxTul) - FF

#6 - Intruder

~A/N~

A quick recap of the story for people who are unable to recall, bcoz I was unable to update for so long 🥺😕

Tul is driving on a stormy night and encounters a flooded river which he is unable to cross. He sees a mysterious old house nearby and decides to go ask for help.

Max is living there all by himself and takes him in. As events unfold Max reminds Tul that they have met before, 12 years ago.

As the night progresses the tool shed collapses and Tul helps Max haul all the stuff from the shed inside.

Later they decide to have a hot soak in the bathtub where Max seduces Tul but leaves him hanging (like literary 😜🤣).

Now an infuriated Tul wants to teach naughty Max a naughty lesson.

Well you all can read the last few paragraphs of #5 Chapter to catch up on the little tease that Max is if you like.

Rest, don't waste your time. There was nothing much I wrote except the 2 flirting and making eyes at each other. 😉

Take note of the 'T' & 'M' in the page breaks. xTx means Tul's POV and xMx means Max's POV. It's been too long since I updated this story and I didn't want you all to get confused with who is narrating which part, as 1st person narratives are always a little difficult to follow.

~~xMx~~

"Ties?" I asked perplexed.

"Umm hmm! Ties!" P'Tul replies back.

At the same time he traces a forefinger from the hollow of my throat in a straight-line to the dip of my belly to stop at my navel.

The sensation is causing my nerves to malfunction. But I am determined to not let him play me and toy with me the way he had been doing for the past 5 minutes.

I smirked. Looking him straight in the eyes. Letting him see the devil in me.

"Let me get them for you then." I tell him in my most seductive voice.

~~xTx~~

When I had mentioned ties and he said he would get them for me, I hadn't expected the man to put on display his full repertoire of sex toys.

Most of them looked brand new. Or if he did use them for personal play, cause I really didn't want to think of him with someone else, he certainly took good care of them. They all looked shiney, clean and ready to use.

The light from the candles flickered and cast eerie shadows on the walls while the black and silver objects glinted and glimmered in their bed of red velvet as they caught the light.

The cadence of the falling rain punctuated occasionally by the crackling crash of thunder, added to the ambience and sent currents strumming to my balls.

There was something totally surreal and erotic about the whole scene.

The infuriating man was leaning against the windowsill, still with only the towel draped low around his hips and a smirk on his handsome face.

I fingered the black stain blindfold and from the corner of my eyes caught his reaction.

He moved his hand over his torso to curve around his nape in the most sensuous movement. I glanced at him through hooded eyes while I lifted the folded satin from its bed and rubbed it slowly between my fingers.

Max parted his lips and I saw the tip of his tongue run slowly along his lower lip, and knew he was teasing me with his little display.

Blindfold was definitely in, I thought to myself.