Title: They Did a Bad, Bad Thing
Author: Emma
Disclaimer: Don’t own it, just borrowing it.
Category: M/L
Rating: ADULT
Summery: Sometimes being bad is very good.
Authors note: This is fluffy smut. If that kind of thing offends you, this isn’t for you.
Max POV
I fling my bag over my shoulder as I hand the driver of my taxi a twenty.
“Keep the change,” I say as I shut the door. I look up at the building we’re pulled up in front of, the building where my cousin lives. Zan has no idea that I’m coming, this one was one of those spur of the moment ideas but Zan is a cool customer so I know he’ll be fine with me crashing on his couch for the weekend.
I hit the buzzer for his apartment and wait for his thick accent instead though I hear someone distinctively female.
“Hello?” she says.
“Um hi,” I reply. “I’m looking for Zan,” I tell her.
“Oh Zan’s not here right now,” she replies.
“Oh,” I say. “Any idea when he’ll be back?” I ask.
“Who is this?” She asks.
“It’s Max,” I reply, “I’m Zan’s cousin,” I tell her.
“Oh Max, hi,” she says. “It’s Liz. I’ll just buzz you up.”
“Thanks,” I reply and a second later, I hear the front door buzz open.
I take my time walking the three flights of stairs to the apartment. I was surprised when I heard Liz’s voice, I have been here a few times before but I always thought Zan lived alone. Liz has been Zan’s on and off again girlfriend for the past several months and I’ve met her a couple of times.
The door is ajar as I approach and I push it open and step inside. “Hello?” I call out.
“Just a second,” I hear her voice.
I walk further into the room and look around. Nothing has changed since the last time I was there so maybe Liz hasn’t moved in.
When she emerges a few seconds later, I am not prepared for what greets me. Liz is a short brunette, her hair is long but she has it piled on top of her hair. She strides towards me with a small grin on her face. Did I mention that Liz is probably the most gorgeous women I have ever laid eyes on?
I blush bright red when she smiles knowingly at me and quirks an eyebrow.
“Hi,” I say as I scratch my ear nervously.
“Hey Max,” she says and leans in and hugs me. I relish the feel of her small body in my arms. My cousin is one lucky man.
“How are you?” I ask when we pull back
“Good, you?”
I shrug, “I’m ok.”
Did I mention that Liz is wearing next to nothing? Only a pair of fuchsia pink hot pants and the tiniest white tank top I’ve ever seen. She’s not really stacked but she has enough cleavage to spill over the top.
“So did Zan know you were coming?” She asks then eyeing the bag on the floor next to me.
“Uh no,” I say feeling totally embarrassed. “This was kind of a spare of the moment thing. I should have called.”
“It’s cool but at least now I wont have to kick Zan’s ass for going out of town and not telling me you were coming,” she laughs.
“He’s out of town?” I ask.
“Yeah he left this morning for a weekend in Vegas,” she says rolling her eyes as she does.
“Shit,” I say. “I really should have called,” I run a hand through my hair then wondering what the hell I'm going to do from here. I could get back in a cab, head to the train station, and back to my dorm room but that idea is very unappealing. Liz must notice this.
“It’s cool, you’re welcome to stay,” She says.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Of course, I was just going to be sitting around doing nothing anyway,” she tells me. “Now you can join me,” she says.
An hour later, I’m sitting on Zan’s couch getting to know Liz better. Even though I’ve met her on a number of occasions, we’ve never really had a conversation. That could be for a number of reasons too. One that I can’t seem to take my eyes off her and two because I know Zan would beat my ass if he found me lusting after his girl.
Apparently, like me, Liz is a student.
“You’re studying science?” I ask surprised.
“Why are you so surprised?” She asks.
I can’t help but eye her from head to toe as I reply. “You just don’t seem like the type,” I shrug.
Her soft velvety laughs echoes throughout the apartment then. “What? Because I’m hot?” She asks bluntly.
“Well yeah,” I blurt out in reply.
I’m surprised when she blushes from my comment. “You’re pretty hot too,” she says. “So should I be surprised that you’re going to become one of those uptight corporate lawyers then?” She asks
Most people are always surprised by the similarities between me and my cousin Zan. We look more like brothers than cousins since we both take after my father’s side.
“Point taken,” I say.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” She asks her head popped to the side as she seemingly studies me while she waits for me to reply.
I nod hesitantly.
“You don’t seem so sure about that,” she points out moving on the couch so she is now lying on her stomach and bringing her face only inches from my lap.
“I do,” I reply. “It’s kind of why I’m here. I needed a break.”
“Uh so you’ve got yourself a clingy girlfriend?” She laughs.
“Sort of,” I shrug and think about if that’s what Tess really is.
I started dating Tess over a year ago. She is a hot blonde with big tits but she is also a bitch on heat most of the time.
“Let me guess,” Liz starts then reading my face. “She’s hot and a good fuck but that’s about it?” She guesses.
I’m about to protest but the knowing smirk on Liz’s face stops me. “It’s cool. Why do you think I’m with Zan?” She says.
My eyes go wide. “Um because you too like each other?” I say. I know for a fact that my cousin might put on a good show but he’s never had a girl as long as Liz which has to mean something doesn’t it?
“Don’t be naive Max,” Liz sighs and sits up. Liz and I are basically the same age, 21, so I’m surprised by her comment. “Zan is well…he’s Zan,” she says. “He’s probably fucking some other chick in Vegas as we speak,” she smiles.
I think about that and I know she’s probably right. The Zan I know would talk to me on my cell while he fucked some nameless chick.
“And you’re ok with that?” I ask.
“In the beginning no,” she admits. “But then I realised that I wasn’t with Zan because he was the love of my life. I was with him because we had fun together and he made me feel good,” she shrugs.
I look at her as I try to gauge whether she’s serious or just says this sort of stuff to cover how hurt she is by the way Zan acts. She’s serious.
“Besides it’s not like I don’t have guys throwing themselves at me on a daily basis,” she adds.
“I’m not surprised,” I say before I can stop myself.
Liz sits up then until she’s face to face with me. I gulp as she stares at me with a little smirk on her face.
“If I was your girlfriend Max would you go to Vegas for the weekend and leave me all alone?” She asks.
“Hell no,” I blurt out.
Her smirk widens. “Good answer,” she tells me.
She lies back down then, flopping her legs over my lap and giving me a very nice view of her flat stomach as her tank top rides up underneath her breasts. “So why don’t you just dump this girlfriend?”
“I’m trying,” I tell her.
“She just won’t listen?” Liz guesses.
“Exactly,” I tell her.
“Maybe you’re going about it the wrong way,” she suggests then.
“Well I’ve tried talking to her,” I answer. “What else do you suggest?”
“Piss her off so she never wants to see you again,” Liz says.
“How do I do that?” I ask.
“Find a hotter chick and fuck her brains out,” Liz smirks.
The minute Liz’s says is an image of her moaning while underneath my body comes to mind.
I feel my cock swell and I’m pretty sure so does Liz since her leg is lying against it.
She’s your cousin’s girl, I tell myself. Don’t even think of going there Max Evans.
Before I can think of a response, Liz jumps off the couch.
“I’m going to have a shower,” she says and saunters off.
I watch her go, shaking her ass and I think of what that ass would look like wet. I groan.
“Fuck Max get it together,” I tell myself.
Man, this is going to be a long weekend.
***
Liz POV
I feel a kick in my step as I step under the hot spray of the shower. I run a hand down my stomach and in between my legs, and I instantly feel juices on my fingers. I moan, its been a long time since a guy has made me wet without touching me but there is just something about Zan’s GQ cousin that turns me on in a major way.
In the past I’ve had very little to do with him but when he showed up at the apartment this morning I couldn’t help myself and offered to let him stay. I know why I did it and I know I should feel guilty. He’s Zan’s cousin. But then I think about what my good for nothing boyfriend is probably up to this weekend and I can’t.
I want to fuck Max Evans something fierce. In some ways, I know it’s because he’s everything Zan isn’t. He’s clean cut, seemingly loyal and a genuine nice boy. While Zan is a rough edged, cheating, bad boy. He represented everything I thought I wanted. I let him fuck me and he made me see stars, now the novelty it wearing off and I’m wondering if I can have stars and a nice guy at the same time. Hopefully I’m about to find out.
I rub some body wash over my breasts, teasing my nipples as I think about how it would feel to have Max’s hands on them instead of my own.
I continue to wash my body while I formulate a plan. I don’t want to come across as a slut so I have to get Max to make the first move. I already know he’s attracted to me if the massive boner he had earlier was any indication.
Turning the water off I reach for my towel. I wrap one around my body and step out of the steamy shower. I dry myself quickly before I head into Zan’s bedroom. I catch sight of the silky red robe on the back of the door and an idea comes to mind. I reach for it and pull it on my still damp body, admiring the way the material sticks to me. I arrange the material around my breasts making sure they look their best, and pinch my nipples until they become hard and press against the fabric. I then pull my hair free of the messy pony tail on top of my head and reach for a brush, I run it though until my hair is silky. With a quick application of lip gloss I’m ready and I make my way back out into the living room.
“You must be starving, we should order in,” I say as I find Max still in the same position he was in when I left.
He looks up and his eyes go wide as he catches sight of me. I lick my lips in anticipation.
“Max?” I ask. He didn’t answer my question. My guess is it’s because he can’t take his eyes off my tits which are barely covered by the fabric of my robe.
“Y-Yeah,” he nods.
“How about Chinese?” I suggest.
“Sounds good,” he nods.
I sit on the lounge and reach over his body, pressing myself against him as I reach for the phone. My mouth is inches from his and I can feel his breath on my face. “Excuse me,” I whisper.
I grab the phone and pull back slowly. His mouth is practically following mine and I know I have him now. He’s hooked and now I just have to wait for him to snap.
I sit back on the lounge. My leg is propped up the so material falls away, pooling between my legs. It’s barely covering me now and I know Max notices. I see him shift in his seat, grabbing his package and rearranging himself.
I order dinner for us. “It will be here in twenty,” I tell him.
“Cool,” he nods.
His cell springs to life on the table next to him. “Sorry,” he apologises.
He looks surprised when he looks at the caller ID and rises to his feet and moves away from ear shot. “Hey,” he greets.
I watch curiously, as he carries on a brief conversation with the person on the other line. I wonder if it’s his girlfriend. I assume it is when he snaps the phone shut angrily a few minutes later.
“Everything ok?” I ask.
“Yeah it’s fine,” he tries to smile.
“So did you think about my suggestion while I was in the shower?” I ask.
I see his eyes go wide indicating that he definitely thought a lot about the shower and I smile.
“Um what suggestion?” He says.
“About fucking a hot chick,” I grin.
“Oh,” his eyes go wide and his eyes fall between my legs. I bet he’s wondering if I have anything under my robe. I shift and the material moves again. Now he knows.
“I think you should do it,” I tell him. “In fact I think you should do it this weekend,” I add. My eyes are locked with his and I’m slowly trailing a hand down to the tie on my robe. I’m feeling brave and very, very wet. I’m just about to undo it when the buzzer sounds.
“That’ll be the Chinese,” he gulps.
“Right,” I nod and stand up to go and retrieve our food.
***
Max POV
I can’t take my eyes off her as she eats. Her robe has now fallen off one shoulder and I’m wondering why she’s even bothering to keep it on. I could have sworn she was coming on to me earlier but I shake the thought off. She’s with Zan.
Speaking of my no good cousin that was him on the phone earlier. He was drunk and ringing to tell me to get my ass to Vegas. Apparently, the chicks are hot and horny as hell. I could hear a few of them so I assume he knows from experience.
“This is so good,” Liz moans as she tilts her head back and slops a noodle in her mouth.
“Uh huh,” I agree as I watch her tongue peak out and take the noodle.
I’ve been shoving food in my mouth to try to hide the fact that I can’t sit still because my cock is ready to explode.
“Shit,” I look up when I hear her curse and watch as she puts her box of noodles down and looks around.
“You ok?” I ask.
“I just spilt food all over myself,” she says and gestures to her chest, sure enough there is food all over her skin.
I jump to my feet, get the box of tissues on the coffee table, and bring them over to her.
“Thanks,” she says and looks away. She almost looked disappointed.
I’m not sure what came over me but I grabbed a tissue then and moved towards her. “Here,” I whisper, “let me get that for you,” I tell her. I’m about to wipe at it with the tissue when I change my mind and instead I lean in and lick the food off her skin.
I hear her moan as her hands move to the tie of her robe and loosen it. “I think you missed some,” she tells me and I grin. I was reading the signals right. She fucking wants me and I decide right then that I’m going to have her.
The robe falls open and I get my first glimpse of her naked tits. I waste not time taking a hard nipple into my mouth and sucking on it while my other hand cups her. I alternate between breasts for a few minutes before I trail my mouth up her throat to her ear.
“Did I miss anywhere else?” I whisper. My hand is already busy loosening her robe and pushing it aside. I look down and sure enough she’s completely naked and what a fucking sight.
I thumb a nipple and watch as he moans.
“Are you wet?” I ask her.
I want to know if she’s as turned on by me as I am by her.
“Why don’t you find out yourself?” She replies.
I grin as I let a hand wander over her trim stomach and over her bare mound, sliding in between her legs.
I groan, “You’re so fucking wet.”
I coat my fingers and use her juices to tease her clit, she writhes and moans.
“Is this for me?” I ask as I lift my coated fingers to my mouth.
She grins seductively at me. “Hmm that depends,” she says.
“On what?” I ask as I move my fingers back to her wet lips, thrusting a finger deep inside of her.
She cries out, “On,” pant, “what,” pant, “you intend,” pant, “to do.”
“I’m going to fuck your brains out,” I tell her before I lean in and take her mouth in a fierce kiss
Liz POV
“I’m going to fuck your brains out,” he says.
I grin and use this opportunity to flip Max on his back. I straddle his lap and push my robe completely off my body.
“That’s what I was hoping you would say,” I whisper as I grind against him.
My hands go to the hem of his t-shirt and he sits up so I can pull it off is body. I’m impressed when I see his hard muscles he obviously spends a lot of time working out.
“Hmm nice,” I say as I caress him.
I push down his body until I can get my hands on his jeans. I unbutton and unzip him like and pull his hard cock free.
“Impressive,” I moan as I lick my lips. I can see the pre-cum leaking out the top.
“Do you want me to suck your cock, Max?” I ask.
“Y-Yes,” he groans as my hand enclosed around him and I stroke him very slowly.
I lean in and am just about to take him into my mouth when his voice stops me, “Wait!”
I look up, “Turn around,” he says.
I feel my juices flow from my body. He wants to 69, that is such a fucking turn on.
I nod eagerly and do as he says and soon I have his cock in my mouth and am kneeling over his face waiting for his mouth.
He doesn’t disappoint me.
I suck his cock like a lollypop and grin when I hear his groans against my skin. I moan in surprise when I feel his fingers separate me before his tongue thrusts inside my pussy like a small cock.
He licks, sucks, and thrusts into me while I continue to stroke his cock inside my mouth.
“Fuck Liz I’m going to come,” he warns me and I cup his balls in my hands and caress them. I feel his cock stiffen in my lips and groaning my name he explodes inside my mouth. I swallow as much as I can and lick his cock clean before releasing it. As soon as he comes down from his high he goes back to work on me. He alternates between finger fucking me and tongue me while his spare hand works magic on my clit. Soon it’s all too much and my orgasm washes over me.
“Ah MAX!” I cry out. I feel my juices flow from my body and Max drinks them eagerly.
“Hmm that was great,” I sigh as I roll off his body and onto the carpet next to him.
Max rolls over and nuzzles my neck and I sigh. So this is what foreplay is. Sure Zan does a great job at making me come but after that, he normally falls asleep.
“It sure was,” he whispers. “And we haven’t even reached the good part yet,” he adds and I grin.
“You think you’re getting something else out of me stud?” I tease.
“Uh huh,” he says cockily. “I’m fucking a hot chick this weekend and you’re the hottest chick I know.”
I trail a hand down his stomach and caress his flaccid cock. “Well looks like someone needs some recovery time,” I say, but as I’m saying it, Max’s cock swells in my hands until it’s completely hard.
“You were saying?” He says with a cocked eyebrow.
“I like a man with stamina,” I purr as I lean in for a kiss.
When I pull back, I look to the floor and all the Chinese containers. “Just let me clean this up real quick,” I say and move towards the mess. I quickly put lids on containers and close boxers. I’m reaching over to the spring rolls when I feel Max’s body pressed behind me.
“Max,” I moan.
Max POV
I can’t help myself. She’s on all fours in front of me and I want to fuck her so bad. I know I’ll either be slapped for my next move, or Liz will be so turned on I’ll be rewarded.
I press up against her and my cock settle between her legs. I hear her moan and I take this as a good sign. I rub my cock against her wet lips and she presses back against me, slowly I slip inside of her.
“Oh fuck yes Max,” she moans and bucks against me.
I place my hands on either side of her hips then and I begin to pump in and out of her. Liz meets every one of my thrusts and she moans with every one.
I slide in and out of her easily, she’s that wet, and I love every moment of it. I don’t think about what I’m doing. That I’m betraying a girlfriend and a cousin, I can only concentrate on how good Liz’s feels.
“You feel so good,” I tell her.
“Oh God you too. Fuck me harder baby,” she begs.
Her words are the biggest turn on. I love to hear her call me baby, and to cry out my name and it makes me want to make her come again badly.
I increase my rhythm and at the same time I lean over and cup her tits in my big hands. I’m not surpised that they fit perfectly. Like I said before, she’s not overly stacked but I decide I like her tits in my hands and apparently she agrees as her moans in crease as in caress them.
“Rub your clit,” I instruct.
I’m not normally so domineering in sex but with Liz, I feel a power I have never felt before. I know she likes it, just I like I do when she speaks to me like that.
Liz rises to her knees and changes the angles of my thrusts. I hit her deeper now and her moans grow louder indicating that this is a good thing. One hand wraps around my neck pressing her back against my sweaty chest while the other fingers her clit. I let go of one tit and trail a hand down her body to help her out.
“Yes,” she cries as I take over rubbing it for her.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I whisper. “Cum for me, show me how much you like me fucking you,” I say.
She whimpers in my arm and I feel my balls tighten; I refuse to come before she does though.
“Do you want it deeper, harder?” I ask. She nods and I give it to her.
I pinch a nipple as I begin to suck on her neck.
She’s sopping now, I feel her juices all over my hands.
“I’m going to make you come so hard,” I promise her. “It will be the best orgasm you’ve ever had, do you like the sound of that?” I whisper huskily.
“Oh fuck yes Max,” she says.
I pull out of her then and she whimpers in protest. It doesn’t last long as I roll her onto her back and bracing her legs over my shoulders I pound back into her.
“Oh fuck,” she cries out as I enter her hard and fast and the rhythm doesn’t change.
“Yes Max, oh God yes,” she cries out loudly.
In the background I hear the phone but we both ignore it as I continue to piston in and out of her while she raises her hips to meet every thrust. I feel her walls start to flutter around me then and I moan.
“Ah yes, yes…….AHH FUCK YES……MAX!!!!” she screams.
Her walls are so tight around my cock and I don’t even fight my orgasm, as it washes over me hard. I tiredly thrust into her until she’s milked me of every last drop and collapse on top of her.
I don’t know how long we lie there before she speaks.
“Oh my fucking God, that was so hot,” she laughs.
I find myself laughing with her. “It was,” I agree.
I lean over and kiss her then and she eagerly responds. We cuddle on the ground after that for what feels like hours but was probably only minutes. I haven’t felt so comfortable after sex in a long time.
“We just did a bad, bad thing. We shouldn’t have done that,” I whisper regretfully.
“Why?” Liz asks as she looks away.
“Because you’re Zan’s girl,” I tell her as I play with a piece of her hair.
Liz looks at me then and I see the seriousness in her eyes, “Things change Max,” she replies.
***
We fucked all over the apartment all weekend and it was by far the best weekend of my life. I left on Sunday afternoon before Zan’s flight landed from Las Vegas.
“He won’t even know you were here,” Liz says as she walks me to the door.
“Will you be ok?” I ask.
She hasn’t really said anything but in the pit of my stomach I get the feeling that this will be the last time I see Liz.
“Yep,” she grins.
I lean in and kiss her. I throw everything into the kiss trying to show her what being with her and this weekend meant to me. When I pull back, she’s smiling.
“You have my cell number,” I nod.
“Yep,” she replies.
“Ok, cool,” I say feeling awkward. “Call me for anything,” I add then.
“I will,” she nods.
I kiss her again then, this time slowly. “Bye Liz,” I whisper, “thanks for the best weekend of my life.”
Her face lights up with a smile then. “No,” she shakes her head, “thank you.”
I regretfully leave and an hour later, I’m on the train back to school. I don’t know if I will ever see the brunette beauty who captured my heart, mind and body this weekend, ever again but I know she’ll have a remaining effect on the rest of my life.
I know once I get back to school that I will break things off with Tess for good. I won’t use the “hotter chick than you” angle, I will simply tell her we’re done. Liz taught me something in the short weekend we spent together. Sex is important. I mean what’s a relationship without it? But you need more than sex. You need to truly like the person you’re with and share a connection. Sex and a good time will only get you so far. I wonder then when Liz figured that out?
I don’t know what will happen with her and Zan. Deep down I hate the idea of seeing her with him but the idea of not seeing her at all is much worse. I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.
THE END