Pure Passion (9 page)

“You’re right, Max,” I replied, strategically placing my
hand on his thigh and looking him in the eyes.  It was so perfect, I could
actually feel the bulge in his jeans right next to my thumb.  “We need to take
this really slow,” I added, moving my lips within an inch of his.  “Painfully
slow…”

At this point, Max realized his cock was resting against my
hand and shifted his hips slightly.  I gave him a knowing smile and began
softly kissing his lips.  I slowly moved my hands up the front of his shirt,
carefully and deliberately undoing one button at a time.
Teasing him is
going to be so much fun!

“I thought we were going to take it slow?” he said, pulling
back a bit.

“This is slow," I whispered. "Otherwise, your
shirt would already be on the floor and so would your pants.” 

I remained completely focused on releasing the next button. 

“Don’t worry, Max. You’re not getting
any
for a long,
long time.”

Whoa!
  That last statement finally triggered
something inside him.  His eyes lit up with a fiery look I hadn’t seen before. 
He pulled my body to him and kissed me hard, unleashing the passion that had
been smoldering just under the surface since that first night at the club.

“You are driving me fucking crazy,” he confessed, as we slid
off the chair and onto the floor. 

He threw off his shirt, exposing his beautifully muscled
body to my greedy hands.  I wrapped my legs around his as he continued to
ravish me with his hungry mouth.  “You really are beautiful, Lara.” 

That was all I needed to hear; Max telling me I was
beautiful while he was completely sober.  The fact that I was driving him crazy
was just an added bonus. 
God I love being under him.  I love how he feels
and smells.  He’s so damn sexy!

Hearing the door slam downstairs momentarily brought us back
to our senses.

“Hadley must be home.”

“Yeah, let’s sneak over to my room,” he replied, getting up
and taking my hand.

“No, give me a few minutes.  Then come to my room.”

“Alright,” he agreed, giving me a pat on the butt.

Max confessed that I’m driving him crazy, and I resisted
the temptation to spill my guts to him.  Chalk up two points for the little
brunette!  I need to freshen up a bit and find my sexiest little PJs. I’m going
to have to see if Hadley wants to go lingerie shopping sometime.  I’ve never
been into that stuff, but times are definitely changing.

~~~

Max

Every time I’m around that chick, I end up coming away
with a hard-on and aching balls.  Enough of this bullshit!  Not getting any... 
We’ll see about that.  I’m going to drive her fucking nuts!  How long has it
been?  Shit, only a minute and a half.  I had better give her a couple more.

After painfully waiting a full five minutes, I went next
door and knocked softly.

“Come in.”

As I cracked the door, the soft flicker of candle light
greeted me, along with the incredible sight of Lara’s long legs stretched out
on her bed. 
Shit, I’m way overdressed.
  I wasn't exactly the pajama
type, so I had just slipped on a pair of boxers under my jeans.  That way if
she was still fully dressed, I wouldn’t make an ass of myself.  Seeing her sexy
pose, however, I realized we were going to pick up right where we left off in
my guitar room.  As I started unbuttoning my shirt though, we could hear Hadley
talking on the phone right below us.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, knowing that we would all be
more comfortable with the air conditioning running. 

Hadley didn’t even notice me, so in under a minute I was
back.  I decided to shut my bedroom door as well, thinking we might as well
keep our tryst on the down low for now. Lara hadn’t moved an inch when I returned,
and if anything, she looked even hotter.  After getting rid of my shirt, I
crawled onto her bed and slowly moved up her body.  Making my way up, I ran my
hand along the inside of her legs until I reached the bottom of her shorts. 
She let out a nice little sigh, letting me know I was on the right track.  I
then slipped my hand under the side of her shirt, right above her hip and
pulled her to me.   As our mouths and tongues mashed into one another, my hands
traveled up and down her back. 
Her skin is so soft and amazing.  God she
feels good.

As the intensity of our make-out session heated up, I let my
hands slide down onto her ass.  Lara reacted by moaning and pulling me harder
into her.  She threw her leg over me as I moved my hand along the back of her
leg.  She had a great ass to go along with those legs!  It had a much nicer
curve to it than I had imagined, and I loved how it felt under those thin
cotton shorts.  I could feel my cock throbbing against my jeans as I changed
positions and rolled onto my back.  Lara immediately noticed and offered to
help me out of them. 
She’s so sweet!

Lara

When Max groaned and rolled over, I almost had to laugh.  He
tried to make a subtle adjustment, but it was obvious his jeans were a little
too constricting.  I was more than happy to help him.  I ran my hand along the
curve of his bulge.  I really liked how it felt, so I decided to linger for a
bit.

“Hey, you’re not helping anything down there,” he lifted his
head in protest.

“Just lay back and relax.”

He relinquished, and I went back to teasing his package.  I
had long dreamt of lying in bed with Max like this
.  I’m going to savor this
and enjoy it to the fullest.
  After another minute or two, I released his
button, slowly lowered his zipper, and slid my hand beneath his waistband.  His
body jumped at the skin-to-skin contact.  Feeling his cock for the first time
sent another of those electric shocks down my spine, landing right between my
thighs.  I softly kissed his stomach while slowly stroking him.  I knew full
well that things were building toward another protest.  I pulled back his boxers
and flicked his swollen head with my tongue, looking for a reaction.  I got it!

“I can’t take any more teasing!” he declared as he lifted
his hips and pulled down his pants.

Whether intentional or not, his boxers went along for the
ride.  He seemed a bit startled at first, but simply said oops and then went
with it. I immediately grabbed hold of his beautiful cock and continued to
stroke him as our mouths collided once again.  I could feel the amazing
intensity and passion coming through his lips as he moaned and pushed himself
against my hand.  He got up on one elbow and reached for my pajama top, pulling
it up toward my chin.  Without the slightest hesitation, I grabbed the sides
and pulled it over my head.  Our overheated bodies were now only separated by
my little pajama shorts.  I felt another tingle down below when he drew my
nipple into his mouth and began sucking on it. 
I love the way he’s doing
that!

Max

So much for taking it slow! One minute we’re talking
about taking it easy, and the next thing I know I’m completely naked sucking on
her tits. She has such perky nipples.  I love the way she moans when I suck on
them. 

As I switched to the other side, my hand fell between her
legs and began rubbing along the seam of her shorts.  I could feel the heat
that her pussy was generating, and she was getting more excited by the second. 
I leaned back and looked toward her face to see her expression. She looked so
gorgeous in the candlelight!  I leaned toward her, teasing her tongue with mine
as my hand slid inside her bottoms.   Her juices exploded onto my fingers, as I
greedily manipulated her with my fingertips.  I could feel my heart beating
hard within my chest as I rolled on top of her and continued to assault her
senses.

“I don’t have any condoms,” I whispered, in a sad
realization.

“How about handcuffs?” she whispered in return.

“Handcuffs?”

I paused.  She definitely caught my attention with that one.

“Yeah," she answered. “I’m not protected, and we don’t
have any condoms, so I just thought handcuffs might be fun,” she replied with a
sincere look.

“Really?  No, I don’t own a pair of handcuffs, but I think I
know who does.  Do you want me to go ask if we can use them?”

“No,” she giggled.  “I was just thinking about them earlier
today when we were at your old apartment.”

“Ahhh, I knew that’s what was going through your mind.  I’m
impressed!”  
God you crack me up!

With that, she sat up and instructed me to lay on my back with
my hands folded behind my head and to pretend I was handcuffed. 
Sounds good
to me!  
As soon as I complied, she threw her leg across me and began
kissing me while pushing my arms deeper into the bed. 
She’s definitely
stronger than she looks.  God, this is a total turn on!

She held her lips as close as possible to mine while she
began rocking her hips just slightly.  I could feel her against my rock hard
dick, and it felt as if she had nothing on.
Shit, she is so wet!  I can’t
remember the last time my dick was this hard.
 It occurred to me that my
intent had been to drive her nuts, but once again, she was the one pushing me
toward the edge. 
I guess I’ll just let her have her fun…

After teasing me with her little kisses and rubbing against
my cock, she began to kiss her way down my neck.  I loved the feeling of her
soft skin sliding across mine as she slowly kissed her way down my chest and
abdomen.  There was a long pause once she reached my waist, so I knew she was
waiting for a reaction.  I raised my head and gave her a look, and she gave me
that naughty, sexy smile in return. 
This girl loves to tease.  She’s damn
good at it, too. 
To prolong the torture, she kissed her way back up my
side before slowly moving back down my abdomen.  Much to my relief, she went in
for the kill, and my head slammed back into the pillow.  I would never forget
how it felt as she took my cock in her hot mouth for the first time.

Lara

I know we’re probably going too fast, but I just don’t
care.  I’ve been feeling all of the tension between us, and I want to please
him.  I’ve waited years for this!

I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I worked his
cock with my mouth.  After sucking on his soft, perfect head for a while, I
once again felt a surge of lust.  I slid further down between his legs and
pulled his cock towards me.  I could feel it pulsing in my hand because of the
additional strain.  My new intent was to see how quickly I could make him
come.  After all, I had been teasing him all weekend.  He deserved to blow off
some steam...

I attacked him as if his dick was the last popsicle in the
Sahara desert.   Each groan that came from above stoked my desire to push even
further.  Never in my life had I wanted to please someone so badly, to send him
over the edge and give him the best orgasm of his life.  Honestly, until then I
had never had a fascination with blowjobs or wanted to feel hot cum shooting
down my throat.  This, however, was Max. 

I love Max.  In fact, I love every aspect of him.  I can’t
wait to feel his dick pulsing in my mouth.  I want to taste him as his release
hits me in the back of my throat.  I know that might sound gross, but not to
me!

As I continued to stroke and take as much of him inside my
mouth as I could handle, I could feel his legs begin to quiver.  His breathing
stopped, and I felt his back arch, lifting off the bed.  I knew I was only
seconds away from experiencing Max for the first time.  Using a trick I read
about in
Cosmo
, I squeezed the base of his cock tightly with my left
hand as I cupped his balls with the other.  I began massaging them, as I
continued to suck as feverishly as I possibly could. 

“Oh my god! Oh fuck…  Oh god!!!” came from Max’ lips, as he
hit the point of no return. 

I released my grip from the base of his cock, feeling the
surge, and was met with a wave unlike anything I had ever tasted before. 
Determined to see it through, I continued to suck and swallow while rubbing his
balls and cock with my hands. 
Mission accomplished!

“Oh my god, Oh my god… stop, stop!” I heard from above,
which encouraged me to take a few more strokes for good measure.

Apparently, Max couldn’t take any more.  His hands came out
from behind his head, his abs flexed, and he reached out, pulling me away from
his dick.  He started laughing as he pulled my face toward his, “My god, woman,
are you trying to kill me?” 

“You didn’t like it?” I asked teasingly.

“Not like it?  Are you insane?  That was
un-fucking-believable!”

“Thanks!  I’m glad you enjoyed it.” 
I’ve never been more
proud of myself.

At that point, Max really wanted to return the favor, but it
had already been an unbelievable night for me.  “Just spoon me, Max.  I want to
wake up in your arms.”

“I can do that,” he replied, pulling up the covers and
snuggling in behind me.

Lying there in pure bliss I was thinking,
this is how
life should be
. 
It’s pure heaven.

It felt as though I had been on a long climb that began in
the depths of mediocrity and suddenly culminated by being thrust to an all-time
high.  No sooner had the thought filtered through my mind, than a phone began
ringing in the other room.  It wasn’t my phone, so I assumed that snuggle time
with Max was about to be interrupted.  Much to my delight, he didn’t seem to
care and didn’t even flinch.  Even through a second series of rings, he simply
pulled me closer. 
What an amazing guy!

We must have dozed off because we were both stunned by the
sound of Hadley knocking on Max’ door.

“Max, are you in there?  Derek’s trying to get a hold of
you.”

“Alright, I’ll give him a call,” Max yelled, followed by a
groan of dissatisfaction.  “Sorry. I better go see what’s up.”

“Yeah, it must be important.” 
I’ll bet it has something
to do with Celeste.

I had completely forgotten about her after leaving the bar. 
I could overhear Max asking Derek if he had tried his dad.  Then he suggested a
cab, apparently to no avail. “She’s too drunk for a cab?  What the fuck? …
Suicidal? She’s not suicidal.  She loves herself way too much to do anything
like that,” Max joked, apparently trying to get Derek to lighten up.  “Alright,
I’ll be right over.”

Max went to his room to get dressed, so I got up and slipped
on a pair of sweats.

“I apparently have to go give Celeste a ride home,” he said
as he returned.

“Doesn’t she have a friend they can call?” I asked, trying
to hide any hint of desperation.

“You would think so, but apparently she just got a new phone
and didn’t have her contacts transferred or some bullshit.”

“Alright. Do you want me to come with?”

“No, go back to bed.  It’s no use both of us being up all
night,” he said, giving me a kiss.

Yeah, like I’m going to be able to sleep. He leaves at
midnight to go babysit his ex-girlfriend of nine years.  It’s not that I don’t
trust him, but I really don’t trust Celeste. She’s probably not even drunk. 
She would do anything to get him back.  That devious bitch!  She’s probably
going to handcuff him to that headboard.  Hmmm, why do I keep thinking about
that? 

~~~

For the next three hours, I
basically tossed, turned, and fussed until I finally heard male voices
downstairs.  I snuck out into the hallway to confirm it was both Max and
Derek.  They were in the kitchen talking about how the night’s events had
unfolded.

“She’s totally whacked out over
you, man,” were the first words I heard out of Derek’s mouth. 

Great, thanks Derek.

“Celeste always wants what she
can’t have.  That’s the way she’s always been.  Now that I don’t want anything
to do with her, she’s obsessed with me.”

“That’s an understatement.  I’ve
known her a long time, and I’ve never seen her act like this.  I was honestly
worried about her.”

“Yeah, it was an interesting
night to say the least.”

“She was all over you, wasn’t
she?” Derek added, piquing my anxiety.

“Yeah, it was actually sad how
intense she was.  She seemed so desperate.  Honestly, I’ve never seen her this
way either.  Kinda freaked me out.”