Chapter 23: The punishment
Angela’s back collided with the wall as Max slammed her between the wall and his chest. With his face treacherously close to hers, he pinned both her hands above her head. You made me hard, Angela, now you have to bear the consequences. Her long lashes fluttered with a mix of shock and excitement when his hot breath fanned her face.
“You little minx,” Max breathed out, “My lips are burning now and I’m fucking thirsty…..” his voice came out between pants, “You have to quench my thirst”
Her heart raced at his provoking words but she isn’t the one to back down, “So….” She trailed staring at his red lips, “How can I quench your thirst.... tell me how can I soothe your li___” before she could finish her words his mouth covered hers desperately. When she finally got to comprehend what’s happening, she realized her lips were already moving, syncopating with his rhythm. His hands shivering with excitement wrapped around her face, drawing her closer than possible while hers gripped his broad shoulders tightly to prevent herself from falling down. His tongue coaxed its entry inside her mouth, claiming every inch of it possible.
Damn, I can’t describe this feeling in words. She is my addiction and she is my drug. She gave me pain and she took away the pain. I don’t think I’ll ever get over kissing her lips.
“Ah__” Angela pulled apart to catch breath and the crashed her lips with his again and again and again.
Mmm, I can’t stop, I don’t want to stop. I want to own every inch of him, I want him to own every inch of me. I want him to consume me and I want to consume him. This feeling is….. indescribable.
“I won’t__” he sucked her lower lip, “___ be able to stop___” she bit his tongue “___ if we continue now” her hands pulled him again, kissing him intensely and then they broke apart with a jerk, panting heavily.
Fuck, she makes me so hard that it’s almost impossible for me to control myself, Max cursed inwardly. He rakes his hand through his hair, to calm his nerves, smoothing the creases of his shirt caused by her violent gripping. On the other hand, Angela combed her fingers through her long curly tresses to untangle them, adjusting her top which was slightly out of its place because of Max’s passionate clutching.
“Mm Hmm” Max clears his throat, “Am I forgiven now? Can we go back?” his diluted pupil held her pinned at the place.
Oh, acting like nothing happened, are we? I won’t let you off the hook that easily Max. A smirk found its way across her red, slightly swollen lips, “Did you forgot about your promise or are you already regretting making a promise to me?”
Max couldn’t help but chuckle at her daring words, this girl can easily make me dance on her command. He shook his head slightly in amusement, “Where to now, angel?”
Angela stylishly pushed back a potion of her hair backwards, her pearl white teeth peeking from her lips seductively, “I’ve not been to a carnival since ages”
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Entwining his fingers with her, Max gazed at her intently as she laughed her heart out leaning her head on his shoulder, all dizzy from the crazy rides of the carnival. This must be the most beautiful punishment one could ever get, he awed. Angela suddenly stopped laughing, gaping at the Ferris wheel with yearning. The memories of her childhood, riding the giant wheel with her father flashed across her eyes. Max followed her gaze, tucking a stray lock behind her ear, “Do you want to ride that?” he asked softly.
She smiled meekly at him, “Nah,” It’s better to bury old memories for a while, she thought, “I’d rather enjoy to have a competition with you” her smile grew feline.
“Competition?” Max titled his head with amusement. What’s going on in the beautiful little head of hers, now?
“Yup, come with me” she tugged his hand, leading him to a shooting kiosk. “So, are you in or in?” her finger pointed towards the shooting board.
Max smirked smugly at her, as the realisation dawned upon him, “Well you must know that I’ve been popular for always hitting the bull’s eye” his lips stop near her ear, “I just don’t want to see you disappointed after losing the game. It would break my heart”
She walked ahead, brushing his shoulder past her and not sparing a look to him, “We’ll see that” Standing in front of the kiosk owner, she asked, “How much does it take to play this game?”
“Five attempts for a ticket” the owner replied with an uninterested look, as if knew this customer would fail too.
“We’ll take two tickets,” Max came beside out and fished out his wallet to pay for the tickets. “So, we have five bullets and thirty gifts here,” he drawled “let’s see who wins the most of ‘em”
“Let’s get started,” Angela raised the gun to the shoulder, her eyes aiming at the target. She pulled the trigger, the bullet piercing through the target.
Max raised an impressed brow, raising his gun to aim his target, “Not bad, angel” he smirked, blasting his target within a second with a bang sound. And just like that they both finished all their attempts. “Looks like we’ve reached to a tie, Mr. Harrison” Angela blew the gun with her ruby lips.
“We can always have another duel, can’t we, Ms Velazquez?” He fished out another dollar bill to buy tickets. Behind him, the crowd of audience gathered around to watch the show and in front of him the owner looked hesitant to sell another ticket to them. “Come on, it’s not like I’m buying that tickets for free” Max talked out another two tickets from him and like before, they successfully managed to win in every attempt, concluding to another tie. “Damn Angel, you don’t plan on losing, do you?” he took out another dollar to buy ticket, “Looks like we’re going to have another match”
The shop owner blocked the mouth of their guns, snatching them out of their hands, “Looks like you both will not be playing another round because I’ll be kicking you both out of here” he seethed.
“But why, man? I’ll pay you twice the rate of these tickets” Max protested with his brows drawn together in confusion.
“No way in hell” the owner raised his voice, “I don’t know who are you guys but I’ve never got worst customers than you. You guys hogged half of my rewards within four tickets when I could’ve sold at least twenty to give them. So better go away before I kick your asses out of here”
“You__” Max opened his mouth to argue but Angela dragged him out from the kiosk, pulling him by his hand. “What is the hell____” he opened his mouth again but stopped this time finding her cackling like a maniac.
“Oh my god, the great Maxwell Harrison got kicked out from a kiosk in front of a huge crowd.” She managed to speak between her laugh, “I’d never ever forget this day” she laughed again and after a minute Max joined her too.
“Seriously though,” he wiped a lone tear from the corner of his eye, taking a breath between his laughter, “We did cause a huge loss to him”
“Where are you going?” Angela asked him as he moves ahead to walk back.
“I’m going to compensate for his loss,” he turned his head to give her a gentle smile, “I don’t want to snatch anyone’s bread on the expense of my entertainment.”
Oh Max, sometimes you make my heart ache from your goodness. Angela stared at him with admiration flashing in her eyes.
After Max went away to deal with the kiosk owner, Angela suddenly heard few whistles aimed at her. She looks at her side to find a group of boys eyeing her with lust fogged eyes. “Fuck, she is sexy as hell” one of them speaks aloud.
Angela smirked at them. Just a bunch of hormonal teenagers. She bit her lips seductively, signalling them to follow her around to a deserted corner, with the motion of her slender long finger.