Urban LitRPG System-Chapter 99: Changed Jennifer Gaskill. (18+) (1/2)
His Palladium Card required him to spend money in order to level up, and although there were plenty of flashy ways to burn through cash, most of them felt pointless to him. Buying things he didn’t need or showing off wealth for no reason never sat well with him.
But tipping people like the old chauffeur — workers who spent long hours doing honest jobs — felt different. It wasn’t charity, and it wasn’t wasteful either. It was simply acknowledging effort.
For Max, that was the most logical way to use the system’s rule. Spend money where it could actually make someone’s day a little easier.
And if that same spending also pushed his Palladium Card toward its next level, then it was a win on both sides.
....
As the trio entered the building, Machina immediately moved toward the stairwell. She preferred the stairs and also wanted to reach the apartment quickly to turn the heater on, since the air outside had grown noticeably chilly.
Jennifer and Max stepped into the elevator instead. The doors closed softly behind them as the small cabin began moving upward.
Max held Jennifer’s hand naturally, but within a moment he felt her grip tighten around his fingers.
Then tighten even more.
He glanced down briefly, slightly surprised at the strength in her hold. Jennifer’s hand wasn’t trembling — it was firm, almost desperate in how tightly she held onto him, Max slowly lifted his gaze toward her.
Jennifer was looking back at him with a smile, but there was something different in her expression tonight. Her eyes carried a strange intensity — not fear anymore, not the quiet nervousness she had shown earlier in the evening.
There was something deeper there.
Relief... mixed with something stronger.
Her gaze lingered on him with a hint of possessiveness, almost like someone who had finally found stability after standing on the edge for too long. It was unusual coming from Jennifer, who was normally so gentle and composed that such intensity felt almost out of place on her face.
For a moment the elevator moved upward in silence while Max studied that expression, realizing that tonight’s dinner had changed something inside her more than he initially understood.
They entered the apartment together still holding hands. The moment the door closed behind them, a wave of warm air wrapped around them, the heater already running thanks to Machina rushing ahead through the stairs. After the cool Munich night outside, the warmth inside the apartment felt immediately comforting.
Jennifer loosened her coat slowly while Max reached to hang his on the rack near the entrance. Even after the coats were off, her hand still lingered in his. It took Max a moment to gently free his fingers from her grip, not forcefully, but carefully, like easing out of a hold he didn’t want to break too abruptly.
He walked toward the kitchen, the soft lighting from the living room stretching across the floor behind him. The apartment was quiet except for the distant sound of running water.
Machina had already stepped into the shower. The steady sound of water hitting tile echoed faintly down the hallway, loud enough that Max could hear it even while standing in the kitchen.
He opened a cabinet, took a glass, and filled it with water from the tap. The cool water felt refreshing after the long dinner and champagne. He leaned slightly against the counter while taking a few slow sips, letting the quiet settle around him.
Jennifer had disappeared down the hallway without saying anything.
A few seconds later he heard another shower start — this time from his bedroom. The sound of water rushing through the pipes carried softly through the apartment, mixing with the one from Machina’s bathroom.
Max finished the glass of water and set it in the sink before walking back into the living room.
The warmth of the apartment, the dim lights, and the distant shower sounds created a strangely peaceful atmosphere after such a heavy evening.
He lowered himself onto the couch and leaned back, stretching his neck slightly as the tension of the day finally began to fade. The city outside had quieted as well, the occasional distant car passing through Schwabing’s night streets while the apartment itself settled into a calm silence.
Max remained on the couch for a while, the quiet of the apartment settling around him. The faint sound of running water continued from the hallway as Jennifer’s shower carried on, the steady rhythm echoing softly through the warm apartment.
For a few minutes he simply sat there, listening to the water running behind the closed door, the warm air from the heater making the living room feel comfortable and still.
Outside the windows the city had grown quieter, the occasional car passing somewhere on the main road of Schwabing, but inside the apartment everything felt slow and peaceful.
Eventually the sound of Jennifer’s shower came to a stop. The sudden silence after the running water made the apartment feel even quieter than before.
Max waited a moment longer, then pushed himself up from the couch, stretching his shoulders slightly. The warmth of the apartment and the long day had finally caught up with him.
He ran a hand through his hair and walked down the hallway toward his room, deciding it was time for him to take a shower as well.
Max entered his room to take a shower to freshen himself up. When he gazed toward his bed he was stunned by the sight of Jennifer wearing a set of purple lingerie with thigh-high stockings and a garter belt along with a choker and all of them were connected to her lingerie, and they were all purple.
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He gulped and was a little weirded out as he gazed at his ravishing girlfriend, she was smiling but there was something wrong with her smile and her gaze didn’t feel right to him.
But he couldn’t dwell on it as he gazed at Jennifer who was sauntering over to him making his throat run dry.
He wanted to say something but his lips were quickly sealed and he gave into the flames of lust...
After a few hours, Max was lying on his back with Jennifer in his arms who was softly pecking his neck, Jennifer suddenly leaned back to gaze at him with a blank gaze. Her eyes seemed devoid of light and they had a dark glint in them.
Is this the effect of the love card?
Max felt that he should be scared but it only caused his dick which was inside Jennifer to harden.
" Baby you won’t leave me will you? " Jennifer asked him with a blank gaze as she waited for his answer, Max swallowed a little as he felt a little pressured by her eyes which seemed to be devoid of light. He was 100% sure that she would go stabby-stabby if he gave the wrong answer.
But she didn’t have to worry as Max would never abandon her and he in his own right was quite possessive so the chance of that happening was zero.
He cupped her cheeks and leaned forward to land a kiss on her forehead and stared into her eyes which had a vulnerable light in them that she tried to hide.
" Never"
He didn’t say anything more as this one word was enough to soothe all her worries as Jennifer’s eyes started to tear up a little as her face morphed into a happy smile and she leaned forward to share a deep kiss with him.
Max was a little stunned by her complete 360 , the gentle soul has turned into a addicted person and she was addicted to him.
Jennifer was at peace as she had a soft smile on her face as she lightly traced her boyfriend’s strong chest muscles with her fingers as she lightly gave some kisses to his neck, chin and chest from time to time. She could feel his fingers stroking her hair soothingly while his other naughty hand was grasping her boob.
If Jennifer had to be honest then she was really scared the past month, the Bronte threat and everything.
To her Max’s presence has been like that of a drug, she was addicted to it. She couldn’t imagine life without him and she felt a little sorry for her sister and her daughter.
He marked her body and soul, and she honestly couldn’t bear to part from his touch and his presence. So the thought of him leaving her made her go crazy and she knew if he left her then she would break.
Jennifer had to reevaluate herself as she accepted that maybe she had a few screws loose and she wasn’t as normal as she expected.
...
*Gluck* *Gluck*
Max clenched his jaw as he gazed at Jennifer whose lips were wrapped around his cock like a perfect sheath. Max clutched her hair tightly as he made her swallow his cock to the hilt.
He was controlling himself from moaning out as he felt the surreal sensation of Jennifer’s hot and wet mouth. But gazing into her eyes he knew this wasn’t enough, he wanted more, he wanted to slam her to the base of his cocks make her inhale his cock, stretch her throat and use it like a second pussy.
They were in this situation because Jennifer wanted to go for another round, is this what they call gratitude sex? And she requested that he mess her up...It was a request he certainly couldn’t ignore or looking at her Max addict eyes he can’t ignore.
*Gluck* *Gluck* *Slap* *Gluck*
Wet slapping sounds along with choking sounds echoed in the room as Max was roughly face-fucking Jennifer as his balls slapped against her chin causing a slight flesh slapping noise along with the wet sounds of Jennifer choking on his dick.
Spit and drool flowed down her chin dirtying the floor as she was giving Max a messy blowjob.
