She needed her walk, and I needed to feel Max in my arms.
I smiled. “Deal.”
Max smiled back, the sight of it breathtaking.
CHAPTER 20
Kylie
I looked at myself in the mirror and turned around again, liking what I saw. I was wearing red lace lingerie that I was sure would drive Max crazy. I had a longline bra, its sheer fabric revealing more than it covered, and a thong with bows beneath a lace garter belt that was attached to stockings.
So what if I wasn’t in the shower? This was better.
I giggled and laid on my bed, counting the minutes until Max returned.
Soon, I heard the front door opening. My heart accelerated; I couldn’t wait to see his reaction.
I tried to calm my breathing as I listened to his footsteps.
“Kylie,” he called from the living room, “where are you?”
Lulu’s nails clicked on the floor.
I didn’t respond, holding my breath in anticipation. I wanted him to find me, all hot and ready for him, and I intended to put on a good show; he deserved it after the way I treated him. Stupid rumors.
“Kylie?” he called again, this time approaching my bedroom.
My heart beat even faster. It was show time.
He opened the door and stepped inside, halting mid-step when he saw me on the bed. His eyes widened and his lips parted, his whole body growing rigid.
Lulu poked her head through the door, but clearly knew something was up. She turned around and padded her way to the back of the apartment, likely to get in her doggy bed and take a nap.
I raised myself up and sat on my knees, bringing my hands to my breasts. I licked my lips, looking at him seductively.
His surprise was quickly replaced with arousal, and I could clearly see his erection through his gray scrubs.
“I can’t believe you,” he muttered and smirked as he approached me, not taking his eyes off me even once. “You’re really a naughty girl.”
I smiled and slid my hands over my stomach to my pussy. I brought them back, going slowly to my breasts, and found my hardened nipples. I was playing with them as I moved my hips in circles, drawing his attention to my lower body. “I’m your naughty girl.”
“You are so sexy.” Just as he was about to put his hands on me, already panting, I jumped up and moved backward, watching him slyly from above. “No, no. You don’t get to touch me that easily. Take off your clothes,” I ordered, taking a dominant role this time.
Max groaned and his eyes became almost black. He took his scrubs off—his eyes always fixed on me. My pussy throbbed when I saw his perfectly sculpted body; he was all muscles and sheer strength. His cock was huge and thick, and my hands itched to take it.
I was so lucky to have him.
“Lie down,” I ordered, stepping down to the floor and leaving some distance between us.
“Let me touch you...” he pleaded.
Was he begging? Now that was even hotter.
“Lie down and lean against the headboard,” I said.
He groaned and did as I said. My pussy throbbed again, seeing his dick twitching.
“Damn, Kylie,” he breathed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “You’re going to kill me.”