by Warick Love
He gulped the whiskey and shook his head. He is thousand miles away and has a lot of things to think about. Garnet will be happy with Max, he’s certain about that.
Three
Max carried the last of the boxes inside Garnet’s new apartment. It has been days since their pretend engagement and since then, they have been a lot closer together. “There you are, G! These are the last ones. Where will I put them?”
Garnet stood up wearing a pair of skimpy shorts and a sheer pink blouse. Her hair was pulled on a top knot, and hints of sweat started to form on her temples. She stretched out her hands and yawned. “Just place them anywhere.”
Max swallowed a hard lump and was suddenly uneasy. Her parents left a while ago, along with Amanda. Now, there’s just the two of them. They have been really good at acting like newly engaged couple that convincing the people around them was a cinch. It was weird that when they are out in public, everything about them feels natural. But when it’s just them, Max find it hard to pretend not be drawn to her.
The day before their engagement----Garnet had met him in his place and they spent hours talking about their plan. So far, they were quite believable and made a reasonable amount of progress. That night too, Garnet set some ground rules as to how far they can go. They can hold hands and maybe give each other a light peck on the cheek---just for show. Nothing more. Without even telling him, the way Garnet placed certain boundaries between them convinced him even more that she’s still a virgin. Because of that, and since he wanted so much for their plan to work, he had been trying very hard to live up to her rules. But now, seeing her looking so innocent and nonchalant was definitely getting inside him. It was time to leave.
“You need some help?” He asked, as she was almost buried with so many boxes around her. She smiled and shook her head. “No, you may go ahead. I know you’re busy. Plus, we already showed them. I think we did quite alright.” She said with a wink.
“Right.” Max nodded and removed the dust that gathered in his hands. “I better go.” With that, he took five long manly strides to get to her and gave her a light peck on the cheek. Garnet tightened her hold on him and whispered, “Thank you, Max.”
Her eyes were filled with so much gratitude as she looked at him. Max tried to look away, too tempted to kiss her, knowing that he can’t possibly do it. He turned to leave, but after walking a few steps away, he turned back and held her in his arms. She felt oh so natural. Garnet was at a loss for words, more so when his lips dipped ever so slightly to meet hers. She closed her eyes, feeling the comforting warmth of being in a man’s arms. It was both exciting and frightening, an inexplicable emotion she had never felt before. Max held her firmly to him and grabbed the rare opportunity to kiss her. Her lips were so soft, like dewy rose petals that he breathed with utmost satisfaction. His hands went possessively on her lower back and gently pressed her to him. Her lips parted ever so slightly and he felt her leaned even closer. He could smell her dreamy scent----that of roses and fresh morning dew and warm woman skin. He was not able to hold back any longer and kissed her for real. His lips gently sucked hers and deep in her throat, she moaned softly. She pressed herself even closer as his tongue plunged tentatively inside her depths. He closed his eyes and luxuriated in the feel of her mouth, which is as sweet as maple candy. Garnet’s heartbeat went crazy fast as his tongue mated with hers. She couldn’t get enough and wanted to taste him as much as she could. Her arms went around him as she responded to his kiss, not wanting it to end. At last, he regrettably pulled back and smiled. He held her chin and nodded slightly. “I better go.”
She smiled softly and then looked at her toes. She couldn’t quite look at him, couldn’t explain why the kiss affected her more than it should have. She watched him as he walked out and sighed.
For hours, Garnet tried to forget about the kiss but the effort was costing her a lot. She tried to focus on other things----her craft, new place, new school---but she was not able to really get Max off her mind. Later that night, she was not able to sleep well. She was too giddy and kept staring at the phone wishing Max would call.
“What the hell is the matter with me?” Surely that kiss meant nothing, she thought. She tried to think about her own response to him---his touch, his kiss, and his body’s nearness to hers when he held her. She suddenly felt tingly all over. She pressed her body against one of her pillows and pretended it was Max she was holding. She remembered how hard his body was, how warm he felt against her. Wrapped in darkness while lying on her bed, Garnet started to feel feverish with wanting. She cannot explain it, but she has an overwhelming desire to be touched. Her chest felt heavy and she felt a hot wanting between her legs. She wondered what it must feel like, to finally be touched by a man. Feeling desperate, she removed her nightdress and also her panties. The coolness of the sheets and the softness of the pillows against her body felt so amazing. She put the pillows in between her legs and pressed on to it, imagining it was Max, she pressed even more and the satin covers rubbed against her tummy and thighs. It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced and she felt suddenly wet. She rocked the pillow over and over as she pictured Max kissing her like he did in her kitchen, his tongue inside her mouth, their bodies pressing against each other. She heard herself moan “Max” over and over again.
She touched herself for the very first time. Her hand caressed her full breasts and her smooth thighs. Her hand reached her warm belly, going slowly downwards. She lightly stroked her flesh, almost breathless from all the overwhelming sensations. Her hand parted her damp kitty lips and felt for her opening. It felt so hot and her body felt tight. She imagined Max moving on top of her and making love to her. She spread her legs in anticipation and imagined all night. She was not able to sleep.
Four
Ever since they kissed, Garnet started to become very much aware of Max’s presence. She tingled every time he is near and she can’t seem to relax when he’s in the same room. It’s been two days ever since, yet no matter how busy she might be, she can’t get him off her mind totally.
On her first day at the University, where she decided to take up a Degree in Design, Max picked her up to celebrate. As she walked along the corridors, she thought about him and smiled. She looked at her engagement ring and shook her head at the absurdity of it all. Here she is fancying to be having feelings with a man who is her partner in crime. If only Tante Gabrielle knew about this, she would have clapped her long well manicured hands. Only, she couldn’t tell anyone about this now. Maybe some other time, when she comes up with a next move.
He was leaning against his car when he saw her walking down the stairs. Her hair was bouncing and she seemed to be in a very okay mood. “Looking lovely today, G.”
“Thanks, Max. Now where are you taking me?” She asked, clueless.
“It’s a surprise. But I’d bet the whole firm that you would love it.” He said cockily.
Her laughter filled the air as he opened the door for her. “These are for you.”
On the passenger seat were a bunch of origami flowers. “I wanted to give you real ones but I’m pretty sure you’d hit me with them.” He glanced at her.
She silently stared at the colourful paper flowers and pretended to smell them. “These are lovely, Max. Thanks.”
As she was fastening her seatbelt, she felt him kiss her temples. He started the engine and off they go...
As he was driving, she realized that they were headed to her place. “Where exactly are we going, Max?”
He smiled. “Your place, young lady.” He knew how much she hated being called that way. True enough, her lips tightened instantly.
They went out of the car and entered her apartment. Garnet faced him. “How did you...?”
“Amanda helped me out. Now let’s see what we have here.”
Garnet’s eyes sparkled with excitement. The entire house is filled with lots of colourful flowers----azaleas, mums, violets, daisies, tulips, and roses. “The place looks like an amaz
ing garden.”
Garnet’s attention was caught by a number of grocery bags on the table. On top of them are an apron and a toque. She walked towards them and looked at the bags one by one. “Max, I won’t be running out of stocks till next week. Why did you buy all these stuff?”
He chuckled and winked at her. “That’s our dinner. We’ll cook.”
Garnet’s eyes lit up again. “God knows I haven’t done any serious cooking in my entire life.” She quickly removed her coat and kicked her heels. “Game.”
They both pulled up their sleeves and went to work. Garnet was only expecting a simple meal, but what Max had in mind is a hotel quality elaborate meal with all the works. They work in perfect synchrony. Actually, Max did most of the work and Garnet’s role was to chat and pour and mix, and chop. By the time it was over, the whole kitchen was a mess. However, since Max actually CAN cook, they came up with juicy pork ribs with a light mango chutney sauce, some Asian inspired potato salad, some clam chowder served in crusty bread bowls, and chocolate lava for dessert.
The dinner went well and after having some tea, they both washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen.
Garnet walked towards the fridge to get some stuff, when her butt bumped onto something hard. She blushed as she realized it was Max. She stood up carefully but Max did not move away. He held her waist and traced her hips with his hands. “What are you doing?”, she whispered.
“What does it look like?” With that, she turned and looked at him, uncertainty written all over her eyes. He held her cheek and kissed it lightly. “Don’t be scared of me, Garnet. I won’t hurt you.”
Her lips parted as he returned his gaze and her hands went to his chest. She stared at him for a long time, raw curiosity readable in her eyes. He held her closer to him and suddenly, she became aware of the hard warm bulge pressing against her. His lips met hers hungrily and kissed her like he had always wanted to.
His lips were warm and she responded tentatively. The slight movement of her lips is immensely erotic and it consumed him, robbing him of all sense. He held her even tighter as his tongue entered her intoxicating mouth. She tasted so sweet and addictive, he couldn’t get enough of her. Garnet on the other hand became breathless and panting, all the new sensations seizing her. Her hands went all around him and, their hips grinding against each other. He closed the fridge and leaned her against it. He held her nape and slid his tongue even deeper inside her mouth, making her gasp as electricity travelled through her whole body. His other hand gently massaged her buttocks, delighting at her soft flesh. She returned his touches by making her hands roam all around his back, feeling his manly frame.
His tongue tasted her and deep down his throat, he groaned. He found the curves of her breasts and he tentatively cupped one full breast, only too aware of her innocence. She moaned as he cupped her flesh and she wished he’d do more. She felt tingly all over, his warm hands spreading heat all over her body. He massaged her breast, gently at first. When she moaned again, he decided to throw all caution to the wind. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse. When he undid two buttons, the blouse revealed her white bra and a pair of very full bosom. Garnet owned the most gorgeous breasts he had ever seen. They seem to entice him the more he looked at them. She felt the heat of his eyes as he stared at her fullness and she perversely wishes that he’d touch her there again, wanting to feel his rough hands against her delicate skin. She grinded her hips against the addictive hardness she felt between his legs, moving her pelvis, wanting to feel it poke at her. She started to feel a slickness between her legs and she moaned, desperate for more.
Boldly, she took his hand and pressed it against her flat tummy. “Touch me again, Max.”
He hesitated only for a moment before his fingers teased the curves of her breasts. Max completely removed her blouse, leaving only her bra and her skirt on. He caressed her smooth creamy waist as his head bent down to kiss her breasts. She held her head and his lips gave her butterfly kisses that made her almost jump with so much pleasure. She arched her body to meet all his kisses and sighed as his tongue started to do the licking. She felt her entire chest become wet by all his kissing and somehow, the sensations aroused her, so much so that she begged for more. “Oh, darling. Oh, please Max...”
He was torturing her and tormenting her with his mouth as his hands slowly slid all the way down her hips down to her knees. With one swift move, he undid her bra and tossed it on the floor. She sighed as his hand cupped one full breast and his tongue tickled her nipples. She was being pleasurably tortured and she was not able to do anything more than hold his head tightly and moan.
Her nipples felt so sensitive and now wet with his warm saliva. In the mound between her legs, she started to feel a warm slickness and she does not know what to do with it. He stopped licking but now sucked on her nipple, his tongue making delicious flicking movements that drove her to the edge. Little by little, his tongue became more intense and she moaned loudly from the overwhelming sensations. His other hand found the hem of her skirt and raised it, revealing her slim thighs and her dainty white underwear.
His mouth moved downwards on her belly button and kissed the surrounding flesh sexily. He flicked his tongue on her belly, making her legs quiver. Now, his two hands lightly caressed her hips and buttocks under her skirt, the roughness of his manly hands making her heat up with extreme desire. She started to become even wetter as his face moved between her legs and rubbed it against her, making her wish that she’s completely naked.
At long last, he removed her skirt and let it drop on the floor. Garnet is now only wearing her underwear, her full breasts arousing strong male desire in Max. He reached for her and pushed her hips against his face again, making her shiver with delight. Her panty is so wet and she feared that he might see it. He pushed his nose in between her legs, inhaling her female musky scent. Garnet couldn’t take it anymore. She moved her hips against his face, wanting to feel everything-----everything a man does to a woman. She felt no shame at all, and for the first time in her life, she was overcome by an arousal so strong, she felt helpless and desperate to be touched at the same time.
Max moved his hands up and down her long legs, rubbing the back of her knees, while her foot rubbed against his bulging rod. Max teased her with his mouth, planting light kisses all over her hips, while lightly blowing hot air on her damp panties. “Oh Max...take it off.”
“Relax, young lady.” He said as his tongue teased the thin fabric of her underwear. Oh my goodness, the warmth of his tongue plus the light flicking movements were enough to make her all slick and wet and wanting. He licked her lightly and she responded by arching her body so that her hips are rubbing against him wildly. Her heart beat faster as he increased the pace and intensity of his licks, his cotton underwear now so wet with her juices combined with saliva. He could taste her now and his rod became harder, getting even more turned on by the smell of a female in heat. She was moaning even sexily now, her voice begging and pleading for him to taste her for real.
He teased her, until she was breathless with wanting and she was already gripping his head like crazy. He gently sucked her clit and she gasped as another wave of sensations came. Very teasingly slowly, he removed her panty bit by bit until he could see her mound. He looked at her intensely, pinning her with a gaze filled with lust and utmost desire.
He closed his eyes and allowed her scent to fill his nose. He breathed deeply and as Garnet heard him do so, she closed her eyes too, not knowing what to come next.
And then it happened. His mouth kissed her down there----a hungry but gently mouth that explored her deepest folds. Garnet’s entire being was filled with panic, half ashamed with being tasted so intimately. She automatically pushed her legs together, but Max’s touch reassured her. He caressed her hips and murmured sweet nothings in between kisses. He licked her again and again, his mouth hot against her flesh. He played with her clit and flicked it over and over until she was sure that her body would melt from the indescriba
ble pleasure of it all. The naughty sound of his kiss made her pussy ache for more. His tongue was incredibly warm and velvety. She felt like melting.
He lightly massaged her butt, playing with them and gripping the luscious curves as his tongue explored her deeply. He parted her kitty lips and played with the little cherry thing with his lips. She liked that so much that she rocked her lips against his face as his tongue became more eager to please her. She smelled nutty and earthy at the same time and Max cannot get enough of her.
He pushed a finger lightly inside her, very carefully, as she is still inexperienced. She gasped as it hurt a little and moaned as a warm rush of fluid greeted his finger. Now, she was even slicker and wetter and ready for more.