Entangled Temptations (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 3

We got up from our table without any hesitation, and once again, Max placed his heavy hand on the small of my back leading the way from behind me. He didn't touch me anywhere else on my body, but the heat from his palm alone set my entire being with the fire of a glowing star, and was burning me up from the inside out. The sexual tension between us was so thick, it was enough to choke a horse.

When we reached the elevator, a few of the other guests were just getting off, so we didn't have to wait. Since Max was the one who invited me, I let him take control of this situation, which was a complete first for me. When the doors closed, he pressed his floor, which surprisingly was the same floor as mine. He crowded me in the back corner, putting his hands on either side of my head, leaned in close and kissed my collar bone. I wanted to melt into a puddle of wanting flesh right there upon contact.

"Kay, tell me tonight that you're all mine. That you're all mine to do whatever I want with." His hot breath scorched the column of my neck. The only response I could muster up was a moan; I couldn't even form a coherent thought. Max took a step back, not even trying to will away the erection that I apparently gave him. He had this look on his face, that if I myself weren't drunk on lust, would've told me that he was about to DEVOUR me.

The bell on the elevator rang, and he grabbed my hand and led me down the hall, in the opposite direction of my room. We got to his room and he unlocked his door. In a deep voice command, he said, "Make yourself at home, I'm going to go get some ice."

After he left out, I went into the bathroom to look myself over. On the outside, nothing had changed much, with the exception that my cheeks were pink from a mix of arousal, embarrassment, and the alcohol I had consumed from earlier. I knew I wanted this to happen, but why was it so hard for me to just let go? I refused to allow myself to get too far into my head to enjoy this time.

When I left out of the bathroom, Max had already returned to the room. I guess from the way I was carrying myself, Max knew exactly what I was thinking because he walked up to me, cradled the side of my face and gave me the most soul stirring deep kiss, that basically annihilated any doubt I may have had in my head.

By the time Max pulled his head back, he left me speechless and dumb-founded. He backed me up to the foot of the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt. When he got to the last button, I sat down stunned with the sight before me. His body was a sculptor's dream. He had little to no chest hair with an eight pack that David himself would be jealous of. He had several tattoos in different locations and a silver nipple bar that had my mouth drooling, ready to run my tongue against the contrast of his warm skin and the cool metal.

"Kay, are you mine for the night?"

I nodded my head yes, for fear of ruining the moment with only being able to babble my way through the conversation.

"No Kay, it doesn't work like that. I need you to tell me 'yes' and be vocal with what you're feeling with me."

"Yes Max, I'm yours tonight. Whatever you want."

"Good girl. Now since you're mine, you'll do what I say, when I say it. Do you understand? Otherwise, all of this stops and you're free to go."

This feeling, being told what to do was foreign to me. I couldn't describe it. He had me under a spell, while it made my skin crawl to be degraded like this; it also my skin itch from the inside, wanting to please him.

"Get in the middle of the bed, feet on the bed, and spread your legs wide."

Feeling a little self-conscious, I moved at a snail's pace, but Max was patient with me. He must've sensed how apprehensive I was because he unbuckled my wedges for me, and massaged the balls of my feet. Every nerve synapse must've been fried just from his touch because I felt as though I would lose my mind if he didn't do EVERYTHING to me all at the same time.