After a long hour, Max finally pulled back, albeit reluctantly, and stopped kissing her.
Ha! Huff! Huff!
Garima's face was completely red and her eyes were hazy. Feeling her mouth was now free, she started gasping for breath. And as she did, her eyes slowly regained clarity.
Glaring at Max resentfully and unbeknownst to her, also a bit longingly, she muttered, "Why didn't you… let me breathe? What if I had died?"
Max cupped her face in his hands and while gently caressing her cheeks with his thumbs, he said, "You are no longer the previous you. You now are my woman. Even if you wanted to die, I wouldn't have let you."
Garima's heart fluttered at his words. But feeling shy and embarrassed adding with the fact she wasn't used to feeling such emotions, lowered her head, not saying anything in response.
"Let's continue." Max said, gently lifting her up before laying her on her back on the bed.
Ba-Dum!
