NTR: Mommy Will Help You!

Chapter 332. I Know How to Win Over a Woman Like You

Maya shuddered at his touch, her arousal rising. She couldn't help but wonder how good it would feel to have her body pressed up against his. It made her desire him even more than before.

'No no no! Keep it together, Maya!' Maya scolded herself, resisting the urge to jump on Mr. Lance and ride his dick senseless. 'Oliver. Think of Oliver.'

Maya remained silent and continued massaging Mr. Lance's body without missing a beat. But her mind wandered off somewhere else as she massaged him.

'I'm so fucking horny right now. And my boyfriend's been gone for months now. He must've forgotten all about me. Or just moved on.'

'To think I got just one sex with him in the past six months. How much have I endured without his dick filling up my holes for so long? It's not fair! It's so unfair!' Maya gritted her teeth in frustration.

Mr. Lance's teasing touch certainly didn't help at all. He kept rubbing her thigh with his fingers while staring at her face.

"Miss Maya..." He called out to her.

"Yes?" Maya replied, struggling to remain focused on his treatment. "Is there something wrong, Sir?"

"Nothing's wrong at all." He smirked and sat upright. "But since you asked, there is actually something that has been bothering me. It's about your massage today, to be honest..."

Maya tilted her head in bewilderment. "My massage? What do you mean by that, sir? Is there something unsatisfying about it?"

"Quite the opposite. In fact, I think it's very satisfying. But there's something else that bothers me. Do you know what it is?"

Mr. Lance then put his hand on her arm. He moved his fingers upwards, slowly tracing her skin, moving closer and closer to her shoulder until he reached her neck. He caressed her neck with his fingers before sliding his hand under her chin, tilting her face upwards to look straight into his eyes.

Their gazes met. And for a moment, Maya froze under the intensity of his stare, mesmerized by those dark pools of desire reflected in his eyes. Her lips trembled, and her breath quickened as he pulled her towards him.

Her mind went blank. Her vision blurred. Until his lips closed the distance between them.

When she realized what was happening, her eyelids fluttered closed, and she turned her head away from him. Which made Mr. Lance pull away in surprise.

"Is something wrong, Miss Maya? Don't you like to play with me?"

Maya took a deep breath to clear her mind. "Sir, I'm sorry. But I think you misunderstood. I'm not here to please your libido. I'm here to treat your body, to relax your muscles so that you can feel better. Nothing else."

She backed away from him, removing her body from his embrace. Her words came out strong, full of conviction and certainty. It seemed like she meant them. But Mr. Lance knew better than anyone that they were lies. Because there was lust burning in her eyes even now.

She might have denied him. But he could see it clear as day.

"Heh..." Mr. Lance smirked. "Say what you will, Miss Maya. But you know, I don't believe it for a second."

Before she could react, he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him again. She yelped when he moved suddenly, crashing into his hard, muscular body. His strong grip held her against him, holding her tight.

"I can tell when a woman is interested in me. You, Miss Maya, are most definitely interested." Mr. Lance smiled and then continued whispering in her ear, "It's written all over your face."

"What? No, no...!" Maya struggled against his grip, squirming in his grasp, but his hand didn't budge.

Instead, it tightened further around her body, pressing her close against him. He leaned forward and buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing her skin, breathing in her scent. It smelled sweet, yet spicy at the same time. He felt drunk on her intoxicating perfume.

"Come now, Miss Maya. Don't hide it. There's no use denying it." Mr. Lance spoke between kisses, pressing his lips against her shoulder now. "Tell me what you want."

As he kissed her, he trailed one of his hands down her back until it found its way to her bra-strapped back. He unhooked the clasp with ease, releasing her from her confines.

Maya's heart hammered within her chest, beating like a drum as adrenaline surged through her veins.

She didn't know why she wasn't resisting hard. Why was her body reacting like this? Why couldn't she stop herself?

It made her feel... vulnerable. Powerless. Out of control.

And for some reason, that made her even more excited. Her sex twitched, arousal mounting by the second, flowing between her legs, making her cunt slick. It caused Maya's rationality to go haywire, and she lost herself in his embrace, her mind clouding with desire, rationality slowly evaporating away.

All her concerns and worries seemed insignificant in the face of such passion and desire. She was drowning in the intensity of her emotions. And she wanted more of it. More of the pleasure he was offering.

'Ah... Ahh... Ahhh... This feels so good.' Maya groaned internally as he kept kissing her shoulder while caressing her skin. 'I want more. I need more.'

And just when she thought she would surrender herself to the pleasure, a name suddenly flashed inside Maya's head. "Oliver..."

"Huh?" Mr. Lance stopped when he heard her.

Maya snapped out of her lust-filled haze, her mind alert and lucid once more.

She shook off his hands and held her bra close, preventing it from slipping off.

"What the...?!" Mr. Lance was dumbfounded by what just happened. How could someone who was about to lose it all a moment ago turn away at the last second? And why did she mention another guy's name just now?

But before he could question her, Maya turned to face him. "Sir, I think it's best if you stop here. I'm not doing this sort of thing anymore. Not for you, not for anyone. So unless you want your massage session to end... let's end it here."

Her words sounded cold and emotionless, unlike her usual self. And this further added to Mr. Lance's perverted mind.

"Hmmm, I see. Is that because of this 'Oliver' guy you mentioned just now? Is that your boyfriend?"

"Yes." Maya confirmed without hesitation.

Mr. Lance grinned at her response. He didn't expect to learn something like that. It was unexpected news, indeed.

But instead of backing away, the man moved closer to Maya once again. "Good, very good. I must say... I love challenges like this. Makes it all the more exciting for me."

As he said this, Mr. Lance reached out to touch her waist, but Maya blocked his attempt and pushed him back.

"Don't touch me! I told you... I'm not doing this anymore. What don't you understand?!"

She glared at him angrily, showing her teeth, hissing at him. Her breathing became heavy, labored even. Her chest heaved up and down as she struggled to maintain control over her emotions.

"Oho~ Someone's feisty. I like it." Mr. Lance laughed at her. "But don't worry, Miss Maya. I'm not going to force you. Because I know how to win over a woman like you."