Maximillian then took Edna's hand, putting her palm in front of his lips. It separated their lips, so they didn't touch each other. Edna's face flushed red. She couldn't hide her blush anymore. Her palms felt wet, while her master's breath slipped between her fingers.
Slowly, her lower body was getting uncomfortable. She wanted to press her legs together, but Maximillian was between them, giving her a hard time.
Maximillian still did not want to admit that he was completely consumed by desire. He still insisted that he was still in control of this. And when Maximillian almost brushed off Edna's hand that separated their lips, he flipped his servant around roughly.
"Sir?"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear your voice."
Edna bit her lip. She pressed her lips with her hand so as not to make a sound.