hey guys, I'm back with a new chapter...I hope you'll like it.
Before the previous part, you were waiting for the massage....Here we are! Max got a massage...and I hope that you'll appreciate it as much as he did.
I want to tell you that that part is longer than the others....because of the massage...of course.
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Chapter 5
"Everything is all right" Max said as he turned around toward Liz. Sex was on her shoulder, like a fur around her neck and even his claws didn't prevent Max to hope that Liz wouldn't keep the cat into her arms all night long.
As they were hurrying to his room, Max tried to think about Tess. He pictured himself telling her about that hilarious night and almost burst out laughing. Tess, the carefulness incarnated, wouldn't understand...She already disapproved him of helping his sister "You're not that kind of man who is able to take care of that situation, Max" she stated.
Until now, Max was almost agreeing with her, but something in her contempted tone forced him to show her that she could be wrong.
*
I couldn't tell her about Liz...The worst, she would break up with me, the best she would say that I'm stupid! Maybe I'm....but hell, I'm taking so much pleasure to be with Liz!!*
Finally, they stepped into the room. Still thinking about his girlfriend, Max locked the door. *I could never talk to Tess about Liz. She didn't do anything important to mention it, except to have her beneath me and moaning...or that she insisted to share my room....or that I helped her to save her cat named Sex....or that they played into the elevator and she called him Honey!* he thought ironically
"What a wonderful place for Sex!"
When he heard that word....he still had not been able to assimilate that she was talking about her cat....Max startled. Liz couldn't have read his mind!....No, she didn't even look at him, too busy with that damned cat who was looking at the window.
"You like that Sex!" she said stroking his ears "Did you see all those lights?"
Max swallowed hard. He'd like to be him that Liz touched so tenderly, talked so softly...
Then, she decided to pull off the sweater she was wearing...fighting with her shirt which was sticking with the sweater, oblivious of Max which couldn't help but was drooling over the bare skin of her stomach.
He felt his body contracting, at least the bottom. *
Max think about something else quickly!....* he said looking at Sex lying on the edge of the window.
He didn't notice that Liz was looking at him "I still didn't massage you!" she said startling him. "Take your shoes and socks off while I'm looking for a lotion." she said and walked toward the bathroom without letting him time to protest.
"Hmmm....No thanks Liz...it's ok....The scratches on my hands didn't hurt me anymore and.."
Liz stopped abruptly at the bathroom doorway "I want to massage you" she insisted "That's the only thing I can do to make up for the mess you went through because of me."
"To tell the truth, I feel stupid to take off my shoes and let you fidget my toes"
Liz knew that most of her male clients had the same arguments. The women were not embarrassed to massage their feets. The men were different, most of all here. She hadn't that problem in California.
"You think that it's not very manly to let a woman massage your feet don't you?"
Max blushed "That's not....It's just that..."
"I know that you're thinking this way..admit it! you think that it's a girly thing, don't you?"
Max's embarrassed look crossed hers'provacative "Yeah..."
"Ok then take your sweater off and your shirt too...and let me massage your back!!" she offered.
All of sudden, Max seemed anxious and excited at once "Wait a minute....That would be...."
"That would be what? Suggestive? Sexual?"
Feeling uncomfortable, Max was squirming on the couch. Then Liz began her favorite speech "It's not surprising that men often have heart attacks! Are you conscious how much you restrain yourself? You think that a massage is or sexual or a girly thing! You don't know how much that helps you to release your tensions!"
"I'm not tensed at all!"
"Really?"
"Well....not that much!"
"That's what YOU think!"
"And you're pretending to make me release my tensions by a simple feet massage?"
"Exactly. What do you have to loose?"
He looked down at his shoes "Maybe I'm a little ticklish?..."
"I don't tickle my clients...Would you be afraid, Max?"
"Don't turn that conversation into a kind of challenge!"
Liz folded her arms "Why not? I'm challenging you to get out of your pathetic routine, Max Evans, and to try something new for once!"
Max burst out laughing "My pathetic routine! Let me laugh! Since you burst into my brother-in-law's office, I erased the word "routine" from my language"
"So you are in the ideal state of mind for a feet massage!"
Max sighed, exasperated "Go to Hell!"
He bent and began to undo his shoes. "When the wine is drawn, we must drink it!" he said surrendering
"Almost that!" Liz said walking toward the bathroom to get a lotion. She found a little bottle of lotion for hands there. *
Max didn't know what's going to happen to him* she thought *
If he thinks that she's going to put the lotion on his feet like we do on the body, he'll be surprised!*
The men like Max were a challenge for Liz as much as a pleasure. For Max, she was eager to find out the emotional potential she was expecting under his calm behavior.
But most of all, that massage gave her the opportunity to take the control. Since they had been together, she lost that control and she was vulnerable. Her job learned to her that everyone had weaknesses when she was massaging their feet.
Maybe Max was right to be so reluctant. Indeed, Liz was about to unveil sides of himself that he was unaware.
"Your feet are beautiful"
Max seemed uncomfortable "I bet that you say that to all your clients!"
He was sitting on the couch and Liz was on the floor. To create an atmosphere favorable to the massage, she subdued the lights and switched on the radio on the New Age music..."I embarrassed you...I'm sorry"
She poured the coconut lotion into her hand and rubbed her hands and took the left foot softly. When she made that move, she knew that she was in danger....All her serenity disappeared as soon as she touched Max's bare skin.
Liz clenched her teeth. It never happened before and she never allowed it to happen. After she said that it won't be a sensual experience, she won't let that massage session to become it.
Unfortunately for Liz, Max was embarrassed too. His breath became more difficult, he cleared his throat and squirmed. "So you offered that massage to the office employees while their lunch pause?" he asked.
"Yes" she answered *Keep quiet Liz...You're going to relax while you're working* she ordered herself.
"And where did that science come from?" Max asked again
Liz was trying to recover the control of herself. She was feeling a fear that almost paralysed her moves.
"The reflexology began in the East 2000 years ago." she explained. "People were using it to keep themselves and the others healthy."
"The power of the touch..."
His tone didn't help her to feel better. She tried to not look at him. "Exactly"
She was aware of something intense between Max and her, that made her quite loose her ability to work. *
Funny! I practiced karate to compensate her physical vulnerability, and here I have any remedy to prevent that emotional fragility to arise*
"Why do you pressure that accurate point?" Max asked
"Because it corresponds to your heart."
"Hmm"
Liz felt that she misjudged the attraction that existed between them. She hoped that soon she would take back the control of herself.
She brushed the top of his left foot and pressed her fingers between his toes. She heard clearly Max take a deep breath and she couldn't help but remind of Max's photo she saw in Alex's office. This time, her interest was different from the usual, her thoughts began to take an erotical turn.
She could have stopped if she wanted but she found out that she liked to touch Max's skin. "That's not that unpleasant, you know Liz...." Max sighed.
Liz glanced at him. He was half laid on the couch, his eyes closed *How sexy he is!* she thought and she pictured him on a bed contemplating a woman underneath him. She felt her throat dry.
"Your fingers are strong..." Max whispered, his eyes locked with hers.. His words were neutral but his tone was like an invitation.
"Th...Thanks"
She broke up the hypnotising eyes contact with Max and looked at her fingers. Her face was burning, Max was certainly red too because of his feelings....
Liz thought about her mother. *Had she been carried away by a disasterous passion that enslaved her roughly?* she wondered.
She pressed her thumb on the little toe strongly. "HEY!!" he cried
He straightened himself and frowned "That hurts" he protested.
"Sorry" she articulated huskily.
She pressed her thumb again but this time more softly. "That still hurts!"
"Ah?" she said without breaking his stare.
"What that "ah?" means?" Max questionned.
"That you have some tensions to evacuate...."
"That's certainly the tension you make me feel when you torture my body like that!"
"No" she said smiling. "That didn't come from here."
She turned around the sensitive point and worked on the inside of the foot.
"You are tensed on your shoulders and you neck. I can remedy it but it will be painful....don't worry, after that you'll feel much better" she explained
"Again one of your speeches pretending that it's for my good..."
"Hmm, hmmm..."
*
That's better, we're back on the teasing mode* she thought and she had taken the control again. She was able to flirt with Max like she used to do with any of her clients. Finally, he was not different.
"Are you going to play the scared man again?" she asked ironically.
Max leant against the couch with a sigh. "I surrender Liz...Do what you have to do with me...."
Max was not a pain adept, but he was intrigued by the reflexology concept. *
Ok, I'm mostly interested in the woman who is chanting that experience boons.* he admitted.
If he asked Liz to stop the massage, she would have no reason to touch him....And Max didn't want her to stop touching him, at any case!
He had thinking about Liz. She was a defenceless young woman and he made a duty to provide her a shelter, to protect her. How Tess could blame him for such an honorable act? Admitting that Tess would know about Liz, and Max wanted, at all costs, to avoid that...If she heard about it, Max would have an explanation: that reflexologist wanted to be grateful by some feet massages, massages which have any sexual side.
While he was pondering, the pain overwhelmed him...He clenched his teeth since Liz was pressuring his little toe again.
"Don't repress yourself" she advised "You won't get rid of your tensions. Yell at me!"
"Certainly not!"
She accentuated the pressure "Go Max!"
"I can endure that...I....AAHHHHHGGGHHH!!! GEEZ LIZ!!!!" he yelled.
He heard Sex running to shelter in the room. "You see, I make your cat frighten!"
"Don't worry, he heard Kyle howl when I was taking care of his feet."
Since she was talking, she continued to massage his feet. "Relax...."
Max cried out again louder..."That's it...Again" she cheered him.
Once again, she pressured the same sensitive point and Max howled like a wounded bear "Go on...insult me!"
Max couldn't repress it, he insulted her since the pain was overwhelming his whole body....He howled again...and again....until.....he was dead and in heaven now! He opened his eyes to see that Liz kept rubbing his foot but the pain had disappeared completely.
Liz looked at him with a bright smile "Move you right shoulder..."
He did as she said and groaned with pleasure... He could move his muscles without effort, like if they were oiled.. "Liizz...That's fantastic!!"
"I've told you that..."
"I know but I would never imagine that.."
"We have you other shoulder left..."
"Oh, NOOO" he protested. He forgot the pleasure he was experiencing earlier.
"Feel free to yell, don't repress yourself!"
Max tried to find a good reason to not be tortured again "You know people are going to wonder what is happening in that room!"
"Don't worry, our friend the Manager Assistant had certainly spread the rumor that we are weird. I doubt that someone would pay attention at us."
Max made his right shoulder move again then tried the other and grimaced.
"If you yell since the begining, we'll finish it sooner." she advised him again. "And don't you feel fabulous to move your muscles thus?"
"Yeah...That's almost better than sex."
He regretted his words when he saw Liz's brown eyes blazing weirdly. He was near to loose all his selfcontrol....The temptation was pretty strong since he knew that Liz hadn't any boyfriend...She had nobody in her life....But HE was engaged...with Tess, that woman which was making love like if she was following advice on a book open on the pillow.
"Well...ready for the right foot?"
"I suppose that I have no choice, I feel like if my right side is not the same that the left..."
This time, he did like she advised him to do, he didn't try to repress himself and cries gushed with violence. When everything ended, he let himself go on the couch, stunned.
Thanks to that petite woman and her magical fingers he felt like a newborn-baby. He breathed deeply.
"You're smiling..." Liz noticed.
She was still massaging his feet but now Max was only feeling the pleasure. "That's true..." he whispered.
"I told you.. You were wearing the world on your shoulders..." she said softly.
Max realized that he loved her voice, husky...
"Your parents were expecting a lot from you, weren't they?"
"That's true...I made my best to shower them: excellent student.... good athlet...established career...Sometimes I'm bored of myself!!"
She had a little laugh..That kind of laugh you only have in the intimity...The sound and the image he pictured in his mind made his body react. He pictured Liz making love to him, Max Evans, with her talented fingers caressing his body...He couldn't repress a moan.
Liz stopped moving and cleared her throat. Max opened his eyes and his look slid along his body...Liz didn't misse to notice that physical reaction that Max couldn't restrain.
Her cheeks flushing, she dove her burning eyes into Max's eyes and stared at him for a long while.
Max was observing her throat move since she tried to swallow hard. He pictured himself pressing his lips on that place...He knew that he only had to sit and strech out his hand....for Liz to give up...Instead, he didn't find anything else that whisper "I'm engaged...."
The lightning in her eyes dispeared "I should have told you before..."
"Why?" she asked shutting him out.."That's not important.You have been very kind to help me when I needed the most..I appreciated it, believe me."
"But I let you think that..."
"Not at all!" she cut him off. She stood up with grace. "A lot of reasons could explain why did you react so....with that...intensity."
"Liz!"
"Oh come on! Don't be that prude! That's a reflex...I made you evacuate your tensions, you felt more free, sexually talking, and you have been excited. That never happened to my clients previously, but it must have a first time. Anyway, don't see anything personnal in your reaction."
"Nothing personnal!" he said standing up. "Maybe you're right, I'm not an expert like you when it comes to the reflexology....But I'm sure for one thing...I'm reacting about you too. Even if I'd like to not react."
Liz's heart raced but she didn't let him know. "I'm sorry to cause you so many problems...."
"Don't feel that happy! You're irresistible! Don't you have an horrible grimace for me to forget you forever?"
Acting like he asked, Liz made an horrible grimace. Max burst out laughing but interrupted himself abruptly. *
If Liz noticed the very little emotion from him, that could be dangerous* he convinced himself.
"So? What do you think?" she inquired.
She sent him a amazing smile and once again he felt trapped. Liz was a too big challenge for his self-control. Unable to hold back, he walked toward her. "I have to kiss you" he whispered.
"You're engaged!" she remembered him, lifting up to him her chin with a challenging air. "And you already kissed me..." she continued.
"That didn't count..." he murmured bending to her lips.
"Yes...that counted.." she said. She closed her eyes and parted her delicious lips.
"No..."
Max took her chin in his fingers and made her part her lips a little more. He didn't break his stare on her mouth until he couldn't see it, his lips were on Liz's ones, breathes melted. He closed his eyes and only felt the sensation.
Liz's mouth was like the satin but warmer, softer too. With his tongue he brushed her bottom lip and he heard her to breath deeper. Since he was continuing, he realized that he was trembling. Slowly, he pulled away and looked at her.
She blinked and stared at him, like if she was waiting his next move. That woman was a real paradox. Sometimes, tough and clever and the next instant hot and provocative....
"And this...." she whispered "Does this count?"
"You make me dying with fear..."
"Ditto..."
He captured her lips again and gave her a scorching kiss. Liz didn't resist...She kissed him back with the same fever...welcoming his tongue intrusion. Quivering with desire, Max couldn't restrain his fierce yearning to press her body against his. That was an inhuman effort to do.
He knew that kissing Liz that way was insane...but he was fed up to act so carefully without letting his instinct to guide him...
This time, that's a panting Liz which pulled him away. She moved away from him and Max wanted to hold her back...."NO..." she said putting a finger on his mouth.
TBC...IF YOU WANT IT.............................
the way he looks into her eyes.....
