Emily's Secret Lover

Maximillian Darren Levine, at the age of 35, has everything a man could ever want. He has a successful career, a fat bank account, and a perfectly muscular body that women dream of, making it easy for him to get a hot date whenever he want. 

His appearance is not suitable to be a professional MMA athlete because he is very handsome. However, that is sometimes a blessing for him because his opponents who don't know him well underestimate Max because of his handsome face. 

Max Levine has a pair of beautiful blue eyes framed by thick, curly eyelashes with a pair of thick, angled eyebrows. His facial bones are high with a strong, straight jaw. His nose is sharp and has been cracked repeatedly by his opponent's punches. His lips are reddish, not too thick, but can soar the high level of imagination of the opposite sex. 

The man's skin is thickly hairy, slightly brownish, burnt by the sun because he likes outdoor activities. His hair is cut short with a stylish undercut motif adding to Max Levine's handsomeness. 

That afternoon, Max practiced hitting the punching bag with his fists covered in blue boxing gloves.

Max also kicked the punching bag with his feet now and then. He practiced combining various boxing and kicking movements to prepare for the MMA tournament next week. His body began to sweat. He took a break while drinking from a bottle of mineral water.

Emily entered Max Levine's gym and rushed to where Max was standing in the corner of the room. The man saw her and smiled friendly.

"Hey, Maxie. How are you?" Emily greeted as she walked past Max and disappeared into the locker room without waiting for Max's answer.

Not long after, Emily was ready in her sportswear, a yellow sports tank top and black thigh-length shorts. She took off her shoes.

"Okay, Dear. Let's warm up first," Max invited while giving Emily examples of warm-up and stretching movements.

He couldn't take his eyes off Emily. He liked Emily and kept his feelings of liking her within reasonable limits on the surface. His body seemed addicted to making love to the woman. But Emily didn't want to tie herself to a man.

Max also found out that Emily was also having a hot relationship without status with several men besides him. However, he could not protest it because Emily would leave him without looking back if he started to act possessively. 

Max had tried it once before to protest to Emily, but the woman ignored him for weeks. He could not bear to lose Emily, his body and soul became sick without Emily's touch. No woman could replace Emily. 

Emily followed all the examples of movements from Max. The man taught her basic empty-handed martial arts techniques that were more towards defending herself from enemy attacks. Max also taught her several attacking movements, such as hitting the face and jaw, hitting the stomach, and attacking the stomach with her knee. Then Emily underwent a punching and kicking training session with Max for 30 minutes. 

After that Max demonstrated a body lock movement to Emily. He pressed Emily's slender body down until she was helpless under him. 

"Hey hey hey, you're cheating, Boy! Your body is twice as big as mine," Emily protested, pouting with her body squeezed under Max's muscular body. 

Max laughed and devoured Emily's lips hungrily. "Don't fight a pro-MMA athlete, Beautiful." He released his lock and pulled Emily's hand to get up.

"I think our training is enough, Em. Don't push yourself too hard so you don't injure your muscles," Max said as he took his towel and drank mineral water from a bottle.

Emily wiped her sweat with a towel and drank the bottled water she had bought in the gym lobby earlier.

"Do you want to take me home to the apartment, Max?" Emily asked while looking at Max with her face tilted.

Max certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity, a veiled invitation to make love, typical of Emily. "Sure, I'll take a quick shower. Can we have dinner before I take you home?"

"Good idea, Maxie. I'm hungry too," Emily replied while carrying her belongings to the gym bathroom.

***

Arriving at Emily's apartment, without unnecessary pleasantries, Max Levine immediately crushed Emily's lips, to which, of course, Emily responded enthusiastically. They stripped each other's clothes until nothing was left as they walked towards Emily's bed.

Max felt his passion burning his body, he wanted release. Emily's body was the place for his body and soul to return to after nights full of longing without his secret lover.

He knew Emily loved the adoring kisses, the whispers between the heat of the kisses that left kiss marks along her beautiful body. 

Emily hooked her legs around Max's hips, wanting their bodies to merge to perfect their hot lovemaking. 

Max was certainly happy to serve his crush. His was so hard and tense, entering Emily's moist and warm, so ready for him. 

"Ooh ... Maxie... you're amazing," Emily said between her moans and groans that made Max speed up the rhythm of his hip movements. 

"Aargh!" Emily poured out her love fluids heavily. 

The muscular man still didn't want to give up. His stamina was endless, he enjoyed the union of his body with Emily. He didn't want to 'finish' quickly. 

Max turned Emily's body away from him and then, with one quick movement, reunited their bodies from behind Emily. 

"I hope you can still hold out, Baby," Max said while laughing, spurring his body with Emily. 

"DAMN ... IT COMES AGAIN! Aargh!" Emily screamed while cursing when her second orgasm came. 

Max Levine laughed at how easily Emily had an orgasm with him. He didn't even show any signs of 'coming'. 

"Okay. Lie down, Maxie; I want to be on top of you," Emily said as she pushed Max to lie down under her. 

"All right, Mistress. Your turn to satisfy me. Come on, kiss me first," Max said, pulling Emily down on top of his muscular body.

Emily kissed Max's lips passionately. The man was indeed her favorite lover. Handsome, muscular, and had extraordinary stamina. Everything was so PERFECT!

Emily then united her body with Max's which was so hard. She also sighed enjoying the sensation of the union. Then moved back and fort, up and down, shaking her hips while staring into Max's blue eyes that were burning with passion.

The sight of Emily's beautiful body on top of his body, along with the wet and warm sensual pinching and friction, made him kneel. Max got the tremendous release he had been waiting for, his head seemed to be filled with thousands of fireflies. His love fluid exploded inside Emily's body.

"ARGHH!" Max screamed and growled with great satisfaction.

Max pulled Emily into his arms and kissed his lover's forehead. "Thank you, Beautiful, that was so delicious. I liked it. You're amazing!"

In Max's arms, Emily smiled looking at the handsome man. "You're welcome, Maxie. I feel like making love to a god. You're the best, Man!"

In his heart, Max said that Emily should have dumped other men who were useless and could not satisfy her like him. But he held his tongue and did not dare to say what was on his mind. The most important thing right now was to keep the woman by his side, he would turn a blind eye to all of Emily's affairs with other men.

Even though Max loved Emily with all his heart and soul, he didn't dare to say it openly. Emily would run away from him. For Emily, her job as a public prosecutor was number one. She didn't want her personal life to interfere with her work. That was the reason she didn't want to get married.

Max got up and walked to the bathroom to clean his body. Emily never allowed him to stay overnight. He had to obey his secret lover's rules. He would be home soon after taking a shower.