Paint the town red

Chapter XLIII

What could be better than waking up in the morning in the arms of a loved one? I think nothing. So today I woke up in Max's arms - I was lying on my side, and he was hugging me tightly from behind, and his nose was buried between my shoulder blades. His measured breathing tickled my skin pleasantly, and I didn't want to move away from the warmth of his body, so I just lay there and enjoyed the moment.

The clock was either late at night or early in the morning - in autumn it is difficult to navigate by what is outside the window, because it gets light late and it gets dark very early. The hands of the wall clock are not visible at all in the darkness of the room, and I forgot my phone in my jacket.

I thought about last night, and at the same time I began to lightly rub Max's hand. It has never happened to me that at one moment I literally lost my mind and found myself in bed with someone. Even when I was in a relationship with Carlos, when both our hormones were off the scale, we didn't have such... impulses? I don't even know what to call it.

And Max... he didn't seem to be himself yesterday. He was so insistent, and his little strangulation trick? He's never done this before, and I'm ashamed to admit, but I actually liked it. I liked the way he squeezed my neck with his strong hand. And, damn it, I think I told him about it last night.

I was too deep in my thoughts again and didn't even notice that Max had already woken up and was caressing my stomach with his hand. Goosebumps ran through my body from the pleasant touch and a slightly hoarse voice behind me.

"Good morning, Charlie."

"Are you so sure it's morning?"

"Well, since my sun is up, then yes."

He kissed me on the shoulder, and I immediately covered myself with a blanket over my head, wanting to hide my embarrassment. Max smiled and repeated after me, then left a few short kisses on my neck. I turned to face him, and although I can't see him at all right now, I can feel him smiling. I found Max's face by touch, put my hand on his cheek and gently caress it, and Max leaned forward a little and kissed me gently.

Our kiss began gently, but gradually passion began to appear, we clung to each other, and Max's hand was already lying on my hip. Reluctantly, I pulled away from him and stopped his hand before it was too late and we fell back into the ocean of passion.

"Is something wrong? I did something wrong?"

"No, it's fine."

I smiled and kissed my boyfriend briefly, then pulled the blanket off us, because it was getting too hot under it. Today is Saturday, but for some reason I absolutely don't want to lie in bed, even if my beloved Dutchman is next to me. I turned on one of the bedside lamps, and Max grumbled when I got out of bed, wrapped a sheet around my hips and said I wanted to take a shower. "But we can lie here all day, and you..." he said with a theatrical sigh, and I shook my head and bent down to kiss him briefly again.

When I went to the bathroom, Max was still lying in bed. Throwing the sheet on the floor, I went into the shower stall and turned on the water. The splashing cold water quickly changed to warm, and I seemed to feel all the fatigue draining from my body along with it. I didn't feel tired mentally, but physically it felt like I had just returned from the gym.

I didn't stay in the shower for long, so when I came out of the shower stall, I wrapped a towel around my hips and put the sheet in the laundry basket. When I came out of the bathroom, Max wasn't in bed, and the light was turned off - now the dimness of the room was illuminated only by the light of lanterns shining from the open window.

Finding my clothes on the floor, I quickly put on underwear and jeans, and when I picked up a hoodie, I noticed an incomprehensible white spot on it. There was a tube of ointment lying next to the hoodie, which I used to smear Max's side with yesterday. I sniffed at the stain on the fabric and smelled the typical smell of medicinal ointments. "Damn, how did it happen?" - sighing, I thought to myself, and then I went in search of Max to ask him for something to replace.