Max gently lifted Helen off the ground as they both slumped on the bed. With his hand working around Helen’s body, he finally got to unzip her white gown. Some moments ago, he sized Helen’s boobs with his eyes. Right now, he got to do it with his hands.
“You will not regret this,” Helen whispered.
Max slid his fingers into the net material that exposed Helen’s boobs and with the other hand, he unzips her. “I’m not doing this for you,” he mumbled.
Helen pulled herself up and brought her lips closer to Max’s and whispered. “It doesn’t matter but you have to do it and do it well. That’s the deal.” She falls back and lets Max fall with her.
Max shuts his eyes as he gently rubs her boobs. Something in him wants him to stop but he couldn’t. This is the only option he has to save Jasmine. Wit
