Chapter 3

Maya wasn't satisfied with just unzipping my pants. She even reached in and pulled my manhood out directly.

She was way too bold!

What I hadn't expected was that Maya would lower her head and part her pretty, pink lips…

I immediately felt alternating sensations of tightness and release coursing through me.

Maya was so skilled. Her mouth wrapped around me perfectly, and every cell in my body erupted with explosive pleasure at that moment.

As much as I wanted it, her father was sitting right there. If he found out, we'd be done for.

I tried desperately to push her away, but the harder I pushed, the tighter she sucked. Helpless, I had to tense my whole body, forcing myself not to show any sign of what was happening.

Still, Leon noticed something was off. "Connor, what's wrong? You look like you're in pain."

My heart jolted violently. I quickly made up an excuse, saying, "It's nothing. My stomach's been bothering me lately. I must have eaten something bad."

By this point, Leon noticed that Maya still hadn't come out from under the table. Confused, he asked, "Why hasn't she picked up her stuff yet? Can she not find them?"

With that, he leaned down to look under the table.

Quick as lightning, Maya snatched up her utensils and sat back in her chair.

I yanked up my zipper in a hurry, but I could still feel that tight, wet sensation lingering down below.

Leon looked at my flushed face and said somewhat angrily, "What kind of food is this restaurant serving? It upset your stomach. I'm going to have a chat with them!"

He then stood up to go find the manager.

I tried to stop him. "Oh, forget it. It's not a big deal."

In actuality, I was terrified he would realize it wasn't the food and discover what Maya and I had been doing.

Leon replied with righteous indignation, "How can I let that slide? The first time I treat you to a meal, you get sick. I have to talk to them!"

After speaking, he left the private room.

Maya dropped the act once her father was gone. She turned to face me and spread her legs open. "Mr. Hill, the food really was a problem. I'm so itchy down there. Use your rod to scratch at it for me."

Only now did I see clearly that under her short skirt, she was wearing crotchless stockings. Beneath them was a thin white thong, with her flesh peeking through.

I nearly started having a nosebleed when I saw that sight.

With just the two of us in the private room, the atmosphere instantly turned charged.

Earlier, I had touched her with my fingers, but I hadn't been able to focus, so it felt like I was still missing something.

Now that we were alone, I reached out again and gently traced along that slightly sunken slit, going top to bottom…

Maya couldn't hold back with my touches, and a seductive, muffled moan escaped her throat.

"Mr. Hill, can you reach inside? It's even itchier there."

"How am I supposed to put them inside when you're still wearing a layer?" I teased.

Unexpectedly, Maya took a pair of scissors from the table and handed them to me. "You can just cut it open for me."

I took the scissors with trembling hands, pinched the edge of her thong, and snipped it.

In an instant, everything was laid bare for me.

A powerful surge of desire erupted inside me. All I wanted was to throw her legs over my shoulders and go at it hard.

Maya murmured softly, "Mr. Hill, please help me scratch that itch with your rod."

She clearly wanted it badly. If I didn't act now, was I even a man?

I yanked down my pants in one swift motion and whipped out my large member, pointing it straight at her.

Maya said coyly, "Oh, Mr. Hill, you're so big!"

I lifted her legs, placed them over my shoulders, and slowly moved toward her center. "What's so great about rods? Don't you want my thing to satisfy you instead?"

Her face flushed bright red, and her legs began to tremble violently.

"I want it! Mr. Hill, hurry up and help me relieve my itch!"