Premature Orgasm

Olivia's Penthouse Suite

Waking up from a nightmare, Yana glanced at the clock on her phone and as usual, the time said it was six in the morning. She stretched her body, looking like a human 'X' and stared at the ceiling for a while, overridden by the surge of emotion she felt from her nightmare.

She closed her eyes and swallowed a lump in her parched throat as she remembered her dream, how she was walking aimlessly in a deep and endless tunnel, looking for her way out. She should be scared, but she's not. She grew up in the darkness of the forest anyway so she walked, never giving up until she found a glimmer of light. She covered her eyes as she walked closer and adjusted her sight. Slowly, she came out of darkness only to watch a replay of what transpired last night when she stepped out of Olivia's apartment.

Last night, out in the hallway, two pairs of eyes met who knew each other by heart. Yana inched closer to MIB2 and stood on her tippy toes. She pulled out MIB2's specs and smirked at the guy who also mirrored the same smirk on her face.

"Nice to see you again," Yana greeted, placing the specs back on MIB2's straightedge nose.

"Ha!" MIB2 huffed, raising his chin with his eyes closed before moving his gaze back to the lass with an apple-shaped face. His nose and ears were shooting out angry steam. He squared his shoulders, his eyes burned with animosity as he held all his pent up anger inside.

In her dream, she watched herself staring at the fuming potato before her but instead of getting a hug, MIB2 choked her by the neck, blocking out the passage of oxygen from her lungs to her brain. She could feel her head spin yet clearly see the anger and disgust on MIB2's eyes.

Lucky for her, it was only a dream, and she did not die in the hands of MIB2 but who knows if somewhere in the future it would come true. She clutched her neck and pursed her lips to keep it from quivering and chanted her mantra ever since she left the Huks: You're a big girl in a big city and you will not let anything make you cry.

Shaking off the unpleasant picture in her head, she kicked the blanket off her and quickly went about her morning routine. She was out of Olivia's penthouse suite before the clock struck seven in the morning. With her keys in her pocket, she used the fire exit to go down to Olivia's decoy apartment. She sheepishly smiled at Jack who stood by the door.

Jack's fist pumped in the air, signaling for her to hurry up. She noticed that there was a cart beside him which Yana assumed to contain His Highness's breakfast.

Phew! Thank goodness she won't have to prepare breakfast today, she thought to herself. She fell asleep last night googling what breakfast to prepare knowing there's a high chance that she had to cook for Olivia and Maxen. Now that she thought about it, why does Olivia not have a private chef? Her reverie was cut short when she heard Jack's voice.

"What time does Miss Olivia usually wake up?" Jack asked. They've been camping outside Olivia's apartment since five in the morning and this was the second time the food was sent up after being reheated.

"I was told to report before eight in the morning," she whispered as she scrambled for the right key. Before she opened the door, she looked over her shoulders and let out a sigh of relief when she didn't see MIB2. She motioned for Jack to follow her, her index finger touched her lips telling him to follow her quietly.

The two crept inside the apartment like a ninja in the night, with Jack pushing the breakfast cart. However, they didn't notice the two bodies that were making out on the couch because their sights were fixed on the closed bedroom door at the end of the hallway as they entered.

...

A few minutes ago, Olivia went back to the makeshift bed in the living room after using the bathroom. She sat on the edge of the makeshift bed and chugged down a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table. Suddenly, her soul left her body when she was pulled down by Maxen's firm grip, her back falling in a thud on his bare chest.

"You almost gave me a heart attack!" Olivia exclaimed, tapping his forearm. She pushed herself away from his arms; however, Maxen caged her in his embrace.

"Rise and shine, Your Highness," sarcasm laced in Olivia's tone as she elbowed Maxen on the stomach. Her face turned red when Maxen grabbed her hand and placed it over his morning erection. She did not need to see his face, the rumble of his chest alone told her he's having way too much fun in the morning.

"Rise and shine, baby," he breathed out on her ear that goosebumps decorated her skin. He was grinning the entire time he felt Olivia's labored breathing. It made her look like a fuming dragon, ready to breathe fire on him but he loved it nonetheless.

However, what happened next took him by surprise. Olivia twisted and faced him, her hand slipped inside his pants. He could see the glint of mischief in her hazel brown eyes as she glided her palm against his brief.

"Do you want me to touch you, Max?" she purred. Maxen bobbed his head while his eyes closed, her voice and touch driving him to a premature orgasm. She slid her hand inside his brief and his eyes bulged out.

"What are you doing?" Maxen cried out, his voice almost cracked by the shooting pain in his manhood.

"Strangling your c*ck. I can't kill you for not using your head but I can kill your other head below, BA-BY."

"Baby, stop. I'm sorry. Pleaaase," Maxen pleaded, by now his body curved into a 'C'.

"Don't touch me without my consent again, Max. And never do that to other ladies too. Do. You. Understand?" Olivia's nose and ear shot bursts of angry smoke. Maxen mouthed a 'yes', and she immediately freed the poor Little Maxen who shrunk into a mushroom in no time.

Their gazes met and Maxen knew he messed up. He swallowed a golf ball-size lump in his throat when he saw hurt flashed for a second in Olivia's eyes before it changed into a deathly glare.

"That won't happen again. I promise," he cooed. He lay still, unmoving; his silent compliance to Olivia's warning. He stared at her face and she did the same. Their eyes did the talking as they scanned each other's faces.

Olivia cleared her throat when she felt Maxen's length poke her stomach and they grinned like fools, knowing full well why.

"Can I get my morning kiss now?" Maxen asked, his eyes bore into hers.

She bit her bottom lip and took a sharp breath, bobbing her head to show her approval and Maxen didn't waste time. He dipped his head and planted a soft kiss on her ear moving to the sweet spot behind it. Hearing Olivia stifle a moan, he traced kisses on the length of her neck. And when Olivia couldn't wait any longer to get a taste of his kiss on her lips, she tipped his chin upward with a finger and uttered while their lips dusted together as she spoke, "Good morning, baby."