Chapter 193 - Boa Constrictor (1/2)

The moon was high up in the dark and star-filled sky of Nisia, casting a soft beam which filtered through the glass balcony door in Maxen's bedroom. It illuminated the space and outlined two silhouettes lying still on the bed, even when it was the only source of light inside.

”Mmm,” Olivia mewled and stirred in her sleep, writhing on the bed to find the perfect spot for her back. It was their fifth night at The Highlands, yet she felt something amiss on Maxen's bed every single night.

What she didn't know was Maxen's eyes shot open upon hearing her suggestive sound. Soon, the duvet tented below him, his little guy in a full mask in the middle of the night. He took in a sharp breath and twisted on the bed to reach for his wristwatch on the bedside table, reading the time.

Two in the morning.

He frowned. He didn't want to take a cold shower in the middle of the night. His plight would be really obvious if Olivia woke up and caught him taking a shower, so he stayed planted on the bed as he contemplated on what his next step should be.

Since Olivia's hospitalization, he tried his best not to touch his wife unless she initiated it just so he could satisfy his wife's needs and his too.

But those short and sweet chapters left him wanting for more that a simple m.o.a.n from Olivia sent a signal to his tower even in his sleep.

Should he touch himself?

”Mmmmm. Yes, Max,” Olivia said in her sleep, her voice low and sultry just like how Maxen loved to hear it.

Shifting on his side of the bed, he turned and laid on his side, his head propped on his knuckles. ”Thinking about me, baby?” he asked, although he knew he wouldn't get an answer. Oftentimes, he would spy her sleeping until he, too, would fall asleep.

To his surprise, Olivia rolled to her side with her eyes still closed. She was now facing Maxen who was stifling a smile but failed when Olivia scrunched her nose as she drifted in her dreamland.

His smile then turned into a helpless grin when Olivia rubbed her foot on Maxen's leg, c.a.r.e.s.sing it with her toes in an upward and downward motion.

The sensation her touch created traveled from his legs, snaking up to the velvety tower that was now poking Olivia's belly.

Maxen did his best to stay still, but the guy had a mind of its own and twitched with every scr.a.p.e of Olivia's toe on the length of his leg.

”Baby,” Maxen pleaded, holding in as much air as he could to keep himself from combusting. Was he this deprived that Olivia's mere touch would make him come in the middle of the night?

If so, then he should extricate himself now and finish himself off in the bathroom, but his brain was screaming in his head, pleading with him to stay a little more and enjoy the different kind of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e he was swimming in at that moment.

So he gave in a little, just a little. He could hold it in and when he's ready, he could sprint in the bathroom and dump everything in the toilet. ”Almost there, baby,” he coached Olivia who was in a deep sleep.

Slowly, horror painted Maxen's face when Olivia's eye opened, locking gazes with him. ”What? What are you saying?” she asked in confusion, her brows furrowed as she scanned the room like she always did when her sleep was disturbed.