Chapter 11

Nate  11

I was sitting next to Maya, and her sweet scent filled my nostrils. From the moment I saw her in front of the building, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I didn't want.

And sitting next to her was torture. Her perfume, the way she moved her hair behind her shoulders, the way she laughed or bit her lip, they weren’t helping. I felt the crotch of my pants hurt like I was a fucking 15-year-old novice.

My whole body was focused and attracted to her. I couldn’t even focus on food.

Lucas, sitting on her other side, made a joke that made her laugh. Maya’s laugh was pure melody to my ears. The way she laughed, could bewitch a man and drop him at her feet. She pulled back her head and laughed, moving a strand of her light brown hair behind her ear.

I turned to her, and for a moment, I was staring at her.

Another lock of hair fell in front of her face, and I had to squeeze my hands in a fist to avoid reaching out and moving it myself. I grabbed the glass of wine and swallowed a long sip, emptying it completely.

Maya was drinking water. She couldn’t drink because she was still breastfeeding.

I noticed that too. I did notice that.

The neckline of her dress was not very wide, but her breasts still peeped out from the fabric, and, for my misery, I could not take my eyes off that wide neckline, although she tried to hide it inside the black fabric of the dress.

When she was standing, her skirt reached above her knee, but when she sat down, the skirt uncovered part of her thigh that was concealed by a tight black stocking. Shit, I remembered what it was like to be between those thighs, the feeling of having them fastened around my pelvis, as with her heels she pushes me from my butt towards her, how she rubs her pelvis against mine making me hard as a rock, as her tongue passes on my neck, biting and licking any piece of skin in its path, how she embraces me with her tiny, delicate hand that at that moment were grabbing me, how she massages me up and down.

God, I have to calm down, I feel like I’m about to explode in my pants.

Teenage Maya attracted me, but the adult Maya, that version of her as a mature, smart mom, made my head spin. I couldn’t stop looking at her and it seemed like my sister noticed too because, sitting in front of me, she kicked me on the shin, and took me with the bloody stiletto heel of her shoes, making me moan with pain. That’s not the way I wanted to moan in Maya’s presence.

The girl in question immediately turned to me and looked at me with her frown, the glass she took stood in mid-air near, those fleshy lips that evening she had decided to cover with bright red lipstick. I was wondering what it would feel like to push my cock into those beautiful lips.

\"Are you okay?\" she asked me to see me squint my sore eyes.

Now my thoughts turned to her lips and the way they could wrap and caress me, how she could lick me with her soft and hot tongue.

I can feel it.

\"Very well.\" I said, putting a bite of steak in my mouth.

I was an idiot.

Maya was a precious flower that needed to be picked and tasted and the one time I managed to get between her legs, I didn’t even remember.

I couldn’t remember the feeling of her under me moaning my name, her hands on my body as I pushed myself into her, making her tighten her inner muscles until she reaches orgasm, of her trembling and satisfied body after emptying myself inside her.

I couldn’t help myself anymore. I looked around and saw that everyone was busy chatting, so I got up and immediately went to the bathroom.

I locked the door behind me. The crotch of my pants was now swollen, I could no longer bear it.

I untied the button and freed myself, taking my cock with my hand and starting to make fast and hard movements up and down, imagining that it was not my hand that was giving me pleasure, imagining that in front of me was Maya, with her lips on my neck while she massaged me quickly. I imagined her eyes, pointed at mine and they were dark because of the lust, as they had been that night, while she moaned my name and said she wanted me.

I closed my eyes and put my head on the door as I increased my speed.

Her lips, her smile, her legs around my pelvis. It didn’t take me a minute, and I came so fiercely as to splash on my sister’s marble floor. I had to bite my tongue so as not to let slip the guttural roar that pervaded my throat.

I felt the body is pervaded by a sudden heat while in the closed eyelids small bright dots were formed.

God, what an intense orgasm I’d had just thinking about her.