MILLION LOVE

SUDDEN AMNESIA (7)

After they were both in that room. Without warning, Max rests Lyra's wet body behind a door she closes when they enter.

Lyra kissed her lips greedily and both hands were busy undressing Lyra one by one. Somehow—Lyra was never really sure how it could happen—they both ended up in Max's bed.

Lyra's two cold legs were tucked between Max's large, warm legs, although the jeans still worn by the man also felt damp due to the rain.

His body is almost plain and only leaves a strand of interior firmly attached to the lower body of Max who began to heat up. "Are you still feeling cold, Ly?" max asked a little.

Lyra was no longer able to speak. His throat is locked. The feeling that began to appear when her innocent unobstructed upper body was firmly attached to Max's chest quickly turned into a pleasure so thick it felt painful.

Max also felt a deep longing for the body Lyra—women who had long craved—so his common sense as if blinded.

Lyra knew what was going to happen, Max knew, they both knew. And because Lyra not only wanted Max's kiss but all that the man could give her—Lyra was immediately looked up when Max looked around for her lips.

Max's two hands then moved down to encapsulate Lyra's perfectly formed upper body, making the peak harden, piercing the man's palm. Max lowered his head, stroked the hardened peak, making a soft sigh escape from Lyra's lips.

Lyra seemed to hear Max whisper his name, but all the words were meaningless when Max pulled his moist jeans down. Lyra jerked the only clothes still clinging to Max's body, boldly and timidly, taking the initiative for the first time in her life.

Even more surprising, Lyra did not make out quietly as their game heated up. Lyra was surprised to realize herself calling out Max's name over and over again. Begging for the man's touch, asking Max to indulge him in the places he wanted with the man's lips.

Max smiled broadly. She didn't expect Lyra to be such an amazing woman. A shy woman and a prosecutor. Make Max more challenged to dominate the game so that Lyra is really satisfied.

Max wants that moment to last forever. Want to make it amazingly impressive for Lyra. More than that, it becomes unforgettable. But when he was already on top of Lyra's completely innocent body, Max could not hold himself anymore.

"Lyra, I can't take it anymore. May I.." Max's voice echoed raucously. Stifled at the end of her burning feelings.

"It's okay, Max. I'm ready" whispered Lyra who was also hovering on the edge of satisfaction that she had just first felt.

Max's body leapt up to prepare himself when he heard Lyra who had allowed it. When feeling the softness of Lyra's skin that began to get wet, Max immediately launched the action. Follow his passionate desire and he can no longer control it. He made repeated movements that felt so sweet and seemed so beautiful to Lyra.

With bated breath, Max felt Lyra's body stiffening in his arms. Both of Lyra's hands clutched firmly on Max's arm which made the man know that Lyra was about to reach the same goal as him.

Max struggles hard to get control of himself again, but too late. His head was turned far back, his eyes were tightly closed, his body was shaking violently, Max quickly entered once more.

And after a single breath of deep trembling, Max and Lyra then shrieked quietly simultaneously accompanying the release of the two of them. Lyra's body drooped.

Max picks up a strand of hair that partially covers Lyra's face. The sweat that soaked the beautiful face of the woman. And as Max rose from the top of Lyra's body, he saw fresh blood flowing from the core of her body. Max suddenly nodded.

"Liara! Don't tell me you're..." Max hung up his sentence when he saw Lyra immediately covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

Max was wrong. He then took a box of tissue from the nightstand and began to clean the blood. Lyra was shocked and jumped to her seat.

"No, no, Max! Let me— let me do it myself," pinta Lyra with a red face in shame.

Max understood, and he shoved the tissue box into Lyra. "I'm sorry, Ly," Max said sincerely.

Lyra gasped at Max's apology. "Why? Are you sorry?" ask Lyra moody.

Max shook his head while rubbing Lyra's head gently. "I regret not doing it so gently. If I had known this was your first experience, I would have done it more carefully" Max replied.

Lyra smiled with relief. He was afraid that Max was disappointed because he had never touched any man. "Oh, Max! You've given me something I've never felt and it makes me happy" Lyra said, hugging Max.

"Thank you, Ly. Thank you for making me the first one," Max replied as he kissed Lyra's forehead deeply.

That night, like two immature teenage lovebirds. Max and Lyra, who are immersed in their own desires, combine love many times until morning comes.

The two forgot the groceries still lying on the floor near the door. Forgetting the rain that was still pouring outside the villa. And forget the existence of a Melody Lynn on this earth.

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The next day, when the time is almost up, again Lyra who first woke up than Max as the day before.

Lyra felt as if a stranger had been hiding in her all this time - a hungry creature that always demanded to be fondled and a shy soul that was too submissive to follow the impulse that Lyra never thought was in himself.

Lyra never thought the opportunity would come. The opportunity to experience pleasure never imagined even in the wildest imagination of Lyra.

Lyra smiled with satisfaction until her ears suddenly heard the sound of the door banging blindly, as if the person who was banging on the door of the villa would immediately break down the door if it was not opened immediately.

Lyra surged in shock then got up from the bed and picked up anything that could cover her innocent body. A bathrobe was lying on the floor not far from Max's door.

When Lyra had just finished wearing the bathrobe perfectly, she saw Max who also woke up because he was disturbed by the sound of rumbling on the villa door.

"Who's that, Ly?" max asked with narrowed eyes.

"So, I don't know yet. Let me see yes, you just wait here!" lyra's orders on Max.

As fast as lightning Lyra walked towards the door of the villa and peeked out of the door to see who was banging on the door of the villa to such an extent.

And when Lyra saw Melody Lynn's figure from the door hole, her heart suddenly thumped. Good Lord! lyra in the heart.

How could a Melody get here? confused mind. How could Melody possibly know where her private villa was. Lyra's legs instantly drowned.

"Who, Ly? Why don't you open the door soon?" ask Max who is walking towards him.

It appeared that the man was already wearing his trousers despite still being bare-chested. Lyra was getting nervous. He wasn't ready to tell Max the truth. Melody and Melody have an affair with Dylan.

"Ng, anu— Max. Ng—" Lyra is very nervous, confused not to know what to do. Must explain where to start.

While the sound of pounding from outside the villa door seems increasingly emotional. Luckily Lyra's villa doesn't have any neighbors on the left right that are close enough to her villa, so it might be interrupted by the furore created by Melody out there.

"What's wrong? Why are you so nervous? Who's the crazy guy who bangs on the door like that?" ask Max. Curious, Max tried to peek out of the door hole but Lyra immediately prevented it by pulling the man's arm back.

"Don't look, Max!" sergeant Lyra's scared.

Max is confused. Not understanding Lyra's current behavior. "What's wrong? Let me see who it is?" Max says.

"Don't! Please!" pinta Lyra.

"But why, Ly? Are you hiding something from me?" ask Max with a serious expression.

Want to not want Lyra so nods to answer Max's question. Seeing Lyra's response, Max instantly widened his eyes.

"For God's sake, Lyra! What are you hiding from me? I think we're close enough not to hide anything anymore?" max's voice intonation began to rise.

"I'm sorry, Max!" lyra said softly and was afraid to face Max's anger when the man found out.

"Don't apologize, Ly! Explain what you're hiding to me first! Does that have anything to do with the guy who's banging on this door?" max asked with his jaw hardened while pointing towards the door.

Lyra again could only nod.

"Don't tell me the person behind this door is your other lover who came to look for you?" max asked, starting to growl.

"No, Max!" lyra replied in a soft voice.

"Give me, Lyra. Then who is he?" Max started screaming.

"He's not my girlfriend like you said, but he's your girlfriend—Melody Lynn. A beautiful model younger than you, than us. She is your real lover, and not me" Lyra replied at length in a trembling voice. As much as Lyra's energy, she refrained from crying in front of Max.

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