The elevator dinged its arrival at my floor, and he rushed me out backwards, pinning me against the wall in the hallway. He pushed one leg between my thighs, his body flush with mine, and I felt his hard cock straining against his pants.
Feeling the friction between his pant leg and my bare skin was sensational. I felt so guilty doing this, but I felt helpless to stop it, because I wanted this to happen at the same time.
I slipped my hands up inside his t-shirt and felt a wall of solid muscle. As I slid my hands around his back, he shuddered and jerked, before moving his mouth to my neck.
This was going way too fast for me. I needed time to think. I pushed him away and tried to collect my feelings, taking my time finding my keys in my purse. I glanced up, and Max was looking at me like he was going to rip my clothes off.
I tried to slow things down a little. “Hey, well, I think we can say no worries to the awkward kissing thing. You can check that off the list.” I sounded casual, but my heart was racing.
Max grinned and nodded, and I thought I had taken the heat out of the moment. I figured once we’d thought about it, we’d tell each other that it wouldn’t be a good idea.
I got my keys out and started to open the door. As soon as he heard the latch click Max pushed me through the door, banged it behind him, and pushed me gently back toward the couch.
His hands glided up my thighs and under my dress before I could stop him, and he stalled in surprise. His face was registering shock. “No fucking panties, Lily?” I blushed, more than a little embarrassed.
“They were visible under this dress.” I shrugged, and he raised an eyebrow.
Max began slipping my dress up, and I grabbed his wrist. “Stop!”
“I can’t,” he murmured near my mouth. He lifted it over my head, then free of my arms.
I still couldn’t believe we were actually doing this.
“Love the delicate lace on your bra,” he murmured as his thumbs ran briefly over my breasts before he reached around and unclipped it.
My breath hitched. He stroked around my belly and breasts, curled my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, kissed them, sucked them, and pulled them together, wobbling them. I laughed.
His appreciation turned me on, and his touch was making me want more than just messing with him like this. I didn’t really believe that we’d actually have sex though.
I pulled Max’s t-shirt off, and he drew himself down the length of my front, skin to skin. I shivered with delight, and I raked my fingernails lightly down his back. “I can’t believe I’m making out with you,” Max cooed.
He smiled and kissed me from my neck all the way down to my mound. I tensed and moved away a tad. This was going beyond making out. He frowned, but slid his hands up the back of my legs before they moved to my inner thighs and pushed my legs apart. I didn’t stop him.
He blew lightly on my sensitive flesh, then lightly licked and flicked my clitoris with his tongue. Max had a lighter touch than I’d experienced before. The sensation he was giving me was so erotic and sensual though.
My juices were flowing, running down the crease of sex. My skin flushed from the heat he was generating in me as my body hummed. I knew this wasn’t going to stop short of us having sex.
He spread my legs wider, resting his head on one thigh and explored my sex, “You’re really very pink and swollen down here, honey, does this mean you want me?” He smirked and I blushed, which turned into me laughing with embarrassment, as I tried to squeeze my legs closed.
Max held me in position and smiled. “Not funny Lily, I want to see you.” His finger skimmed the length of my slit. “Damn, so slick, so ready,” he growled as he hugged me again.
I covered my hand with my face too embarrassed by his comment. Max slipped a finger inside me gently. I moaned and he pulled it back out to look at it. “Fuck. Look,” he hissed, showing me his finger glistening.
He ran it along his lips, then slipped his finger back in and curved it, pulled it out again and then sucked it. It was so erotic to watch. “Damn, you smell sexy.” His voice sounded as if he was fighting to control himself.
I was in denial that this was actually happening because of our innocent history. That ‘my Max’ was talking to me this way.
He kissed my mouth again, thrusting his tongue deep, making me moan, “Oh God.”
Trailing down my belly, he made little gentle kisses, talking in a whisper. I had to concentrate to hear what he was telling me. “I…want…you…so…fucking…badly.”
He buried his tongue deep inside me letting out a low moan into my wet heat, which reverberated through my body. “Shit.” It tickled.
“I want you inside me Max.”
His head whipped up. “Did you say that or was that my fantasy thinking out loud?” I smirked.
“You didn’t imagine it.” I giggled and shook my head, shyly. He spread my folds and drew his tongue from my clit down until he stuck his tongue in me and sucked hard on my clit again. The sensation was incredible.
He replaced his mouth with two fingers inside as he gazed up at me. “Say it again. I want to see you say it.”
I swallowed hard. I had no reservations by now. “Fuck me, Max.”
He grinned wickedly. “Fucking Hot Lily, but…nope.” He chuckled and began flicking my clitoris, first with his thumb, then his tongue again.
“Fuck me, Max.” I was beginning to get frustrated with him.
He pulled his head back to look at me again, smirking wickedly. “Actually Lily, I know you were brought up better than that. Where are your manners?”
“Please fuck me Max!” I whimpered.
Max stood suddenly. “Yes, ma’am!” He smiled and saluted, pulling his pants off. “Oh shit! I don’t have any condoms. I didn’t expect to get laid on this trip!” Max looked worried.
“There are some in the left nightstand drawer,” I said hurriedly. Max ran off to get them and was already sheathing himself as he walked back.
“Wait… You have condoms in your bedside drawer?” Then added quickly, “Don’t answer that, we’ll deal with that later.”
I reached to touch his cock. “Nah, you can’t touch it right now. If you do, I’ll blow before we get down to it. See what you do to me girl,” he growled.
Max lifted me up and sat on the couch, pulling me over to straddle him. He stroked my back, staring at my body, cupped my breasts, and weighed them again between his hands. His beautiful brown eyes searched my face. There was no mistaking how he was feeling.
He stroked my hair gently while he studied me, and wriggled down the sofa. He lifted me above his straining cock, slowly lowering me on to him. His eyes closed and he groaned, “So fucking tight.”
He held my ass in the palms of his hands and bounced me gently at first as his thrusts became deeper. He opened his eyes and smiled slowly. “You always used to rib me for being bossy Lily, go on you take charge. I’ll let you ride me, then, and if you’re good, I’ll return the favor.”
He lowered me to sit across his lap, and I rocked myself back and forth, rolling my hips on him. Max had one hand on my hips supporting me, the other trailing between my breasts, his chin tilting up now and again when he sought eye contact.
I changed the rhythm and started gyrating in a circular pattern on him, then lifted my legs into a kneeling position feeling the length of him leave me and taking him back inside.
I started rocking back and forth again, the friction from his pubic bone rubbed my clitoris. I moaned loudly. “Fucking incredible. Damn, Lily,” growled Max, his face twisted with the pleasure he was feeling. He moved his palms to cradle my ass cheeks again, and started bouncing me on him and thrusting upwards. His tempo increased as he thrust into me.
I was getting there and gripped him inside me as Max held me against him. He lifted us off the couch and flipped me onto the floor. My legs were high on his waist as he thrust in and out of me, so deep, as he placed his thumb over my clitoris.
He pumped slowly ins
ide me, then quickened the pace and kept it steady. He drove me crazy, I was so near the edge. My fists tightened as his speed increased, and he kept it going.
I felt myself begin to clench tighter around his cock. “Go Lily, do it,” Max whispered into my ear. I rode my climax, shuddering and shaking.
I screamed out, “Max,” as I buckled under him.
Max chuckled softly at me, but continued to ride me until I came again before he suddenly jerked and his eyes closed as he pulsated inside me. His mouth went wide, and he rolled his head back then he curved forward to bury his face in my neck.
CHAPTER 19: SUNRISE
My mouth was dry. I was exhausted and glistening with sweat. The room was too hot. Max had gone to the bathroom and came back rolling on another condom. He wasn’t even soft. “Come on lazy, enough lying around. Let’s get to it, the night’s getting short.”
He turned me over and lifted my ass in the air, smacking it gently. He blew gently on my sex and stroked lightly with his fingers. He briefly licked my sex and dragged his finger into my folds checking that I was wet before he entered me.
Dragging the condom covered head of his erection down the crack of my ass, over my anus, and down into my folds. He didn’t enter me, just kept repeating this, before putting his hand between my legs to rub my clitoris. He went down on me again, his hot mouth sucking, his tongue probing inside me.
I gasped, “Sweet…Jesus.” What he was doing sent strong shivers of delight through me as he teased me until two fingers sunk deep inside me again. I rocked my hips against his hand, trying to get more contact from his fingers, I was fully aroused again.
“You like that? You want me inside you again?” he whispered.
I moaned in ecstasy. “Please,” I whimpered back.
“Sorry?” Max chuckled wickedly against my back. “I can’t hear you.”
I muttered loudly, “Fuck me Max, do it now! Please fuck me!” I didn’t even recognize myself.
He flipped me over, and I felt him hold his cock against my entrance, suddenly thrusting deep into me in one glide. He stilled, inhaling deeply. “You are so fucking tiny inside,” he hissed, before he pulled back and sunk himself deeper with a long groan then growled into my back. “You’re fucking perfect.”
His cock rubbed at a spot inside of me over and over. I moved wildly, chanting, “Oh, yeah, like that,” rocking backwards and trying to get him deeper. His balls were slapping against my ass as the noise of his skin connected with mine.
Max held me tightly, his hands almost grazing my hips, making gruff noises and soft moans. He began to growl and grunt louder. I reached behind, cupping his balls as I felt myself begin to come and tried not to. “Let. It. Go. Come, Fuck.”
“Oh, sh… shit, I’m coming.” He grunted with each thrust. The pressure built up, and I came squeezing his cock hard. His pace picked up, and he growled when my vagina walls clenched down on him.
I felt him go stiff and begin to jerk, his come filling the condom inside of me. He rolled me over with him into a spooning position, still inside of me. He growled his appreciation and started laughing. “Fuck.”
I must have fallen asleep and woke with Max scooping me up. “Shush, I’m taking you to bed.” I moaned sleepily and melded into his chest. Pulling back the covers, he placed me down gently on my pillow. I felt him kiss me softly on the forehead before pulling the sheet halfway over me.
“Do you want me to stay with you, or go to Saffy’s bed?” He sounded unsure.
“Huh?” I said drowsily.
“What do you want, Lily? I don’t want to spoil the night, tell me what to do.” I was exhausted.
“Stay.” I husked. “We’re adults Max, are you ashamed? Are you worried about Saffy? What she’ll think?” I sat up, more awake now. “Do you want to stay?”
Max stroked my hair back and locked eyes with me. Bending, he put his forehead on mine. Inhaling sharply he smiled, “Absolutely!” He scrambled in and crawled up to spoon with me.
His right hand cupped my left breast as he tugged me closer. It felt so different to have someone care for me after what we had just done. Max lay nuzzling my neck, playing with my hair, stroking it, then smelling it.
“Is that roses I smell? Your hair smells awesome,” he murmured. His breathing and wriggling slowed until his deep, even breaths told me that he’d fallen asleep, right before I did.
When I woke Max’s strong arms were wrapped around me; he’d nestled me to his chest. It was hot, and we were sticky. I hated waking up sweaty.
I felt him slowly peel himself away trying not to disturb me, and I fell asleep again as soon as I heard my bedroom door close.
The next time I woke, it was to the sound of water running, and I deduced that he’d gone to shower in Saffy’s bathroom. He was in the shower when I padded through. “Are you leaving?” I asked, feeling slightly apprehensive about what he thought about last night.
“Hell no, why would I do that when I have a hot chick here?” He winked and I felt relieved. “I was too hot, and you looked so cute asleep. I woke up with your legs stuck to me. I just thought I’d cool down, that’s all.”
He wrapped a towel around his hips, and I scooted in the shower after him. Max looked at me seriously, “Regrets?” I stopped shampooing my hair and turned to look at him and pursed my lips.
“You mean last night?”
Max held out his hand to me. I rinsed the soap from one of mine, put it in his, and gave it a squeeze. “Max, I had a crush on you for years, I don’t regret finding out if my crush was worth it.” I smirked.
“You did?” I nodded, smiling at him, conscious I was biting my lip. “Well, fuck, I’ve been hot for you since I was fifteen. I remember wanting to kiss you so badly.” He stood holding his bottom lip. His mouth broke into a wide grin. “Glad I waited though, because I got to kiss all of your lips!” he said chuckling and wiggling his brows at me.
My jaw dropped at his crude comment. I turned back and rinsed my hair. When I was done, he wrapped me in a fluffy white towel and leaned back on the counter. I began rubbing myself dry, and he watched me with fascination.
I became embarrassed at him staring and stopped. He sighed. “Perfect.”
I blushed, and asked, “Breakfast?”
Max shook his head, as if to clear his mind and smiled. “I thought you’d never ask I’m starving.” He chuckled.
We crept through to the kitchen wondering who else was here, and grabbed some ham, Cokes, and a tub of humus from the fridge before heading back to the bedroom. We closed the door and sat on the bed with our feast.
“Oh, we forgot to get any breadsticks,” I said. “No worries, it tastes better this way anyway.” Max scooped some onto his fingers and placed it in front of my mouth, for me to suck his finger. A pang of sadness hit me when I remembered how Alfie fed me. With Max it felt a lot less sensual.
I enjoyed being with Max. For the first time, sex didn’t seem complicated and secretive. Saffy is going to freak.
Max’s face became serious. “What? What’s wrong?”
I twisted my mouth. “What?” I mirrored his question.
Max rubbed my arm. “You look worried, what’s wrong?”
I sighed and put my head down. “Saffy. She is going to go berserk that I screwed her brother.”
He chuckled. “Firstly, can you not talk about me like I’m not here?” He smiled crookedly at me. “Secondly, I am not about to let my sister dictate terms for us. You said it yourself, we’re both adults. Did you enjoy what we did Lily?” I felt oddly shy when he asked, which was ridiculous considering what we’d done together.
I met his gaze and could see he looked a bit worried waiting for me to answer. “Max, of course I did, but it was a bit unexpected,” I whispered. “Did you?”
He sat quietly for a minute. His fingers curled around mine as a slow smile curled his lips, and his eyes closed as if in relief. “Lily.” He swallowed, and I watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down in his neck.
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br /> He stood up, and walked around the bed, still only wearing his towel. He clasped his hands behind his head, stretched, then brought them down again. Max sat on the bed facing me and held my hands. I swear I could almost hear him thinking as he did this.
“Lily…sweet, little Lily.” He sighed stroking my cheek. “Last night-” He cleared his throat again. “When I saw you in the bath, your pretty little head poking out of the water, you made my heart leap.”
He moistened his lips when his gaze fell onto mine, before continuing. “You looked so fucking cute. However, when you came out of your bedroom... looking...” He swept his arm down the length of me, lost for words.
His eyes scrutinized me again while he thought about what to say. “You looked so delicate, beautiful, and a sexy as hell little vixen, I ached for you. I had the biggest case of blue balls in the car on the way to your gig.” I giggled and he grinned.
“Your performance gave me a hard on all over again, you made my head swim, your voice gave me goose bumps. The only part I didn’t like was when Will cuddled you. I wanted to beat the shit out of him.”
Max snickered. “I must be one pretty fucked-up brother to be relieved that a guy is fucking my sister instead of her friend.” He chuckled embarrassed by that. I realized right then, just how much risk had been involved in our actions last night. We may never have spoken again if this had gone badly.
I lay back on the bed, and closed my eyes digesting what he said, but thought about Saffy and what she would say when she found out. Max traced his finger over my knee, then lay down beside me, clasping his hands behind his head.
Max propped himself up on one elbow and faced me. “Can I kiss you Lily?”
I smiled. “This is your usual pick up line, right? Isn’t that how it started last night?” I rolled my eyes at him and smiled.
“I believe my question was first,” he chided.
“Well, it’s actually, “May I kiss you.” But of course,” I said correcting his grammar.
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