NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 236: What Maria Needs *R18

John observed the Reaper’s Edge. It was a sleek and deadly-looking dagger, and its handle was wrapped in dark leather.

He swung the dagger a few times and nodded, satisfied. It looked and felt much more durable than his old Venomlash.

John slumped down on the couch and sighed. For the first time in a long time, he had nothing to do. Nova and the Luminars would be discussing amongst themselves if they should ally with John’s people. The base had already been upgraded to accommodate the Nevilians and they were all very independent and self-sufficient people.

’What do I do now?’ John thought as he swirled the Reaper in his hand, admiring its sleek design.

’Maybe I should get some rest and wait for Nova to return.’

John laid back on the couch and closed his eyes. His thoughts wandered and soon drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later, he woke up to the sound of someone knocking on his door.

"Who’s there?"

"It’s Maria."

John rubbed the sleep from his eyes and got up.

"Coming," he said and opened the door.

Maria stood before him, looking as beautiful as ever. She wore a red blouse and tight yoga pants, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail.

"How are you doing?" she asked.

"Fine, you?"

"Good, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?"

"Hang out?"

"Yeah, like talk, maybe go somewhere?"

"Where?"

"We can just walk around, or we can go somewhere."

John smirked, "is that what you want?"

"Or..." he stepped closer, his eyes fixed on hers.

"You want to come inside?"

"Yeah," Maria said, her face flushing slightly.

Maria sauntered in, and John observed her swaying hips. Her clothes hugged her body tightly, emphasizing her curves and the swell of her perky breasts. The pink yoga pants matched her hair colour, but that wasn’t something John would think. His attention was taken by the way the pants accentuated her ass and the outline of her thong.

"So, what would you like to do?"

"Do you have any wine? Or some other drink?"

"Yeah, I have some," John said, summoning a bottle from his inventory.

"Great, let’s have a drink," Maria said.

They both sat on the couch, and John poured a glass of wine for Maria.

"Here you go," he said.

"Thanks," Maria said, taking a sip.

"Do you like it?"

"It’s okay," she said, her gaze fixed on the floor.

John observed her timid posture and released an audible sigh.

"What’s wrong?" Maria asked.

"Come here, Maria," he said, patting the spot next to him.

Maria got up and sat on the bed beside him.

John wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"You’re so tense. Relax," he whispered in her ear.

Maria relaxed her body and rested her head against John’s chest.

John rubbed her shoulder and whispered, "Relax."

She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath.

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As he sat on the edge of the bed, he spread his legs wide and lifted her legs onto his lap, letting her ass rest on the spot between his legs.

’Let’s see,’ John thought and inspected Maria’s Appraisal information. He wanted to know her current mental state.

[Maria Becker]

[Status: Concerned, Lonely, Tense]

[Libido: High]

[Needs: Love, Company, Human Contact]

He didn’t need Appraisal to tell him that she was tense. Her shoulders were stiff, and her hands were clenched into fists.

"Relax," he said again, gently massaging her shoulders.

Maria sighed, her body loosening as John’s hands worked their magic.

"That’s it, just relax," he said.

"You know, you’re the first man who has ever made me feel like this," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.

"Like what?"

"Relaxed, safe."

John didn’t say anything and kept on massaging her shoulders.

"It’s just, after my mother died, I never felt like this. Even when Marco was around, I was always so tense."

"Don’t worry, I know exactly what you need, Maria," he whispered and pulled her closer. Her ass flattening against his crotch.

John moved his hands lower, rubbing her lower back.

"Ohh," she moaned as John’s hands pressed against her muscles.

He leaned forward and planted a kiss on her neck.

Maria gasped as his lips touched her skin.

"John," she whispered.

"Shh, just relax," he whispered and nibbled her ear.

He wrapped his right hand around her and softly caressed her abdomen, teasing her.

"Please," she begged, her voice low and needy.

"Please, what?"

"Touch me," she whimpered.

"You want me to touch you here?" He asked, his fingers cupping her crotch.

"Yes," she moaned.

"Tell me what you want, Maria," he said.

"Please," she whispered.

"Please, what?"

"Touch me."

"I am touching you," he said, his fingers tracing the contours of her pussy through her yoga pants.

"No, I mean..."

"What do you mean, Maria?" He whispered, his voice low and seductive.

"Please," she moaned.

"Just tell me what you want, Maria."

"I want... I want you to touch me," she murmured.

"Touch you where, Maria?"

"Please, John," she moaned, her voice trembling.

"You know what you have to do."

"Please, just fuck me," she cried.

"I will," he whispered, his voice low and soothing.

John grabbed her waist and lifted her until her ass was next to his face. Maria had no support and her weight was leaning her forward. She balanced herself by resting her hands on her knees as her lower half stood straight, exposing her to John.

"Just relax," he said, kissing the fabric covering her pussy.

Maria shivered as his lips touched her sensitive flesh.

He traced circles around her perky ass cheeks with his thumbs"Mmmm," she moaned.

He continued his massage until a damp spot appeared. John inserted his middle finger between her labia and rubbed her clit with his index finger over the fabric.

"Aaah!" Maria cried out and arched her back.

John slid his hand between her labia and started stroking her folds.

"Yes," she moaned, her voice quivering with desire.

John grabbed the hem of her yoga pants and slowly pulled them down her legs.