Chapter 11

Ziya

I pumped my hand and mouth faster around his arousal, wet slurping sounds filling the cave along with Max's pants and gasps, while my other hand found the place between my legs, easing the throbbing feeling a bit.

"Zi-Zi, I'm going to cum," he warned shortly after.

I talked around his cock that he was allowed to cum, and it took a few seconds before his hips shivered and he reached his climax. The moment he came, I swear I was almost there myself. I pulled my hand away from my pussy to focus on his pleasure alone and sucked him through his orgasm. Warm, bitter-salty liquid filled my mouth, shooting against my palate as his cock pulsated between my lips.

When he was done with his high, I discreetly spit his load onto one of the leaves I had snatched from our "bed", thinking I would get rid of it after the magical moment was over. I folded the leaf into a ball and threw it to the side, then crawled back up, finding Max panting with his elbows crossed in front of his face.

"Good?" I asked.

He took his arms away. "That was even better than I had imagined it would be. Damn," he answered, breathless.

I laid my head on his chest, listening to his fast-beating heart for a while until he pushed me away and rolled on top of me. "I'm not very experienced."

"It's okay, Max." I brushed his hair out of his face. "How far have you been with the other girls?"

"Some hand-work in the dark," he replied, almost ashamed.

Knowing that eating out a woman the right way wasn't an easy task, I grabbed his hand and placed it between my legs, making his breath hitch.

He was a virgin, but I'm sure he wasn't oblivious to what a clitoris was.

"I'm so horny, I don't need much," I said, smiling. "Just rub there, keep it wet." I let his fingers push a little inside me to make them moistened.

"J-Jesus," he panted.

He then looked down at where his fingers met my pussy and up again, and started caressing me while we kissed. That he didn't find the right spot in the first few attempts didn't bother me. It only made me feel hotter and more desperate for his touches. I broke the kiss to order him to caress me faster, which he did.

"Like this?" he asked.

"Hmm-mmm," I replied, moaning into his mouth. "P-perfect."

His fingers rolled over my clit in little clumsy circles. Reaching the orgasm was intense and became pure bliss when it finally hit me. I saw stars, jerking my hips against his fingers.

"Ahh, Max..."

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"Today was so fucking amazing," Max said satisfied when I laid in his arms. He made me feel safe.

What just happened was truly a magical moment for both of us, not just for him.

"I know," I replied. "I'll never forget today."

I almost felt guilty feeling this good while people at home must be worried to bits, but I just couldn't help myself. Max was amazing, and I think I only fell harder for him after tonight.

"I'll never forget it either."

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~~~MAX~~~

I still couldn’t believe it.

Ziya had asked if I regretted the things that had happened between us. Of course, I answered her with a “no”. I didn’t regret it one bit!

More than anything, I wanted to do it again. And... we did. This morning. Although it was only a handjob today, it was perfect too.

I was falling so hard for this woman, I couldn’t even believe it myself. I had never felt like this for anybody.

Presently, I looked at her as she tried to bang open a coconut. Every time I gazed at her mouth, it set my body on fire. Just recalling how those lips were wrapped around my dick was enough to make me hard again. Since our intimate hours, I basically walked around with a boner half of the time today, which didn’t bother me as much anymore since she has seen it all, anyway.

Ziya seemed to find it amusing. Today, she had often teased me about it, calling me a horny youngster. And every time she did, I told her that she was to blame for being so goddamn hot. It was her fault I was in this constant horny state!

“You need a little help there, ma’am?” I asked, seeing her frustration when the coconut just wouldn’t let her win. It looked so cute, I could look at her like this all day long.

“I thought you’d never ask. Took you long enough. Which kinda man doesn’t help out a woman in need?”

“Men that think women want to be independent.” I teased. “Come on, you don’t need me.”

“I do,” she whined. “I need your brute strength for this.”

I bit my lip as my eyes followed the contour of her curves, drinking in the view of her gorgeous body. “Oh? And what would you give me in return?” I dared to ask.

I wanted her touch on my skin again. And I wanted to touch her again too. So badly.

With my ex, it all had to be in the dark, because she didn’t want me to see her. And that was okay too because I understood she was insecure and shy. But Ziya... Ziya was just... Ziya. And I fucking loved the difference.

“You can take a look at it,” she said, pushing me away from her body and widening her legs. Last night I had seen little with the little light that came from the campfire, but now it was day, and enough sun rays were coming into the cave to give me an excellent view.

My heart was racing so fast, it almost escaped out of my throat when she spread her folds with her fingers and I was eying her most intimate body part, opening for me like a delicate blossoming flower. It was shimmering, wet, and a little darker than her legs. It was so hot.

“You’re suddenly very cheeky, Max.” She laughed, snapping me out of this morning’s adventure. “And not that shy anymore.” She raised a brow.

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