My boon companion.

(32) Plans

As I was about to get out of bed, Max held me closer to his chest. I yawned but laughed at the same time. This wigga is clingy af. I needed a pee, but I decided to lay with him for a minute. I kissed his chest, before his neck, then his cheek and then lips. He groaned, irritated that I'm waking him up.

"I want kisses." I said as I kept on kissing him. But all he did was groan. He turned to his other side, not touching me anymore. "Maxie, we have to get up." I shook him.

"If you want to get up then do, let me sleep for fuck sake." He said so groggily, but it was sort of sexy as well. I slapped the back of his neck, which almost sent an echo throughout the room when my skin connected with his. I immediately jumped out of the bed and ran to the bathroom. I heard him yell something in Russian, which made me a bit scared because his anger was real. In seconds he pushed open the bathroom door. I was baffled, because I thought I had locked it. His stern frown softened the more steps he took towards me. I looked around the huge bathroom to find a hiding or a defending spot. Truth is, I didn't mean to slap him THAT hard.

The shower! I ran into the shower and shut the door as fast as possible. Through the transparent door I saw him have an evil smirk on his face. I held the door as tight as possible, knowing that he's going to pull it open. Why not try to protect your life anyways?

He strided towards me, and effortlessly pulled the door open. I backed up.

"Maxie, hey, come on, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to slap you that hard. I just wanted kisses." I fluttered my eyelashes.

"Shut the fuck up, why would you slap me anyways?" He said in a deep and harsh tone. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the shower quite roughly, before bending me over the counter. He aggressively pushed my head against the cold counter. My poor right cheek was very much squashed. Whilst holding me in a bent down position like that, with his other hand he stripped my body naked. Surprisingly, his hands were pretty cold, causing me to slightly shiver. Still remaining in the same position, he put the pad of his finger tip on my clit. He didn't rub it, he just kept it there.
"You want kisses? You could've enjoyed breakfast whilst I rested a little longer, but you will miss breakfast simply because you have awoken my larger appetite." He said in a very dominant tone.

He then began to rub slowly, causing me to let a small quiet moan. After a good few minutes of him speeding up and slowing down in just rubbing my flower bud I felt the need to cum. Without even having to tell him he commanded me not to cum. But truth is if/ when on the verge u can't just hold it and stop, but I know there'd be a consequence if I did orgasm. However I could only try. Unfortunately, I spasmed, which he viciously spanked me for afterwards on each bum cheek several times. It hurt like hell so I sort of screamed. He then rubbed my cheeks softly. He then demanded I stood up before he picked me up and sat me on the counter. He ran his hand under cold water for like 30 seconds before he approached me again and played with my nipples that instantly began to go hard, causing me to shiver. After pinching, kissing and sucking on my nipples back and forth, he kneeled on the ground and spread my legs.

"My clit is still sensitive babe." I informed.

He kissed his teeth before he replied. "That's your problem baby. Don't fuck with me when I tell u not to."

He buried his head in my pool of wetness, causing me to shiver and squirm, because I'm feeling very sensitive in that area. He then entered two rough fingers, causing slight pain before pleasure. I couldn't help but let a long desperate moan as I grabbed his hair whilst his tongue swirled and sucked on my flower bud. Regards of my sensitivity the feeling soon felt phanominal again. I couldn't help but grind against his face as I felt myself getting high on this feeling.