7:00am
(Max’s P.O.V)
Max woke up; the sun was streaming through the window. He looked to find Liz snuggled up against his chest. It was an amazing sight. He remembered last night’s pain, but the goodness at the end. The connection came back in full force. Especially in the middle of the night, when he couldn’t resist waking Liz up to make love to her.
Max woke up and looked immediately at the alarm clock, it was only 3:30pm, he turned his body and found Liz against his. He was completely naked, whilst Liz still had his shirt on. And damn she looked sexy. He was having trouble catching his breath and struggling to keep his arousal down. Her hair looked tousled and her face looked like a sleeping angel.
He pressed his arousal against her and started to undo the buttons, he knew and anticipated that she was naked underneath. He found his way to the last button and opened the shirt up. He ran his hands over her breasts and brought his mouth, down on one sensitive nipple. He felt Liz involuntarily arch for body upwards against his mouth. She was still sleep, Max wondered if she was dreaming… Max mind read into her head… cute… she was dreaming… dreaming that Max was making love to her in bed.
Max continued to caress by sucking on the one breast and massaged then other with his hand. He gently nipped the tip, which startled Liz awake. ‘Max…’ gasped Liz.
He licked his tongue the valley between her breasts and let it slide down towards her navel. He continued down, Max pushed the tongue inside her. He rubbed his tongue on her over and over; Liz held his head against her, gripping her hands in his hair. She was growing eager and more aroused by the minute; his fingers joined in at the same time, as his tongue applied the last pressure to her core. Liz felt her entire body give way. Max shifted back upwards and lay down next to her.
After a couple of minutes, Max sat up and got out of bed, Liz looked up at him, he was fully aware that he was naked and he wasn’t ashamed of it. But the look of appreciation in his eyes when he looked at her made her blush.
He sat Liz up and lifted her into arms and strode towards the bathroom. ‘Max!!’ squealed Liz. ‘Put me down at once! What on earth are you doing?’
Max grinned, as he turned on the shower. ‘I was thinking as we’ll be getting a daughter it won’t be appropriate to act out my fantasy… making love to you in the shower of course we could do it in school hours, whilst she at school. So… Liz had would like it ‘Hard and fast’ Or ‘Slow and achy’?’
Liz shook off Max’s shirt and stepped under the spray and let the water wet her hair and skin. ‘I want it however you want to take me… Max… any way you want… I’m your at your disposal. Just make Love to me!’
Max picked up the soap and lathered it up in his hand and then dumped it up back on the plate he then ran his soapy hand over her he entire body. Liz shivered in delight, as he caressed her entire body. Liz then returned the favor, running her hands over him, she gilded her hands over his hard arousal. Liz grinned, ‘You know the first time we made love… I was too shy to look at you, but I had promised myself that I’d get a proper look… you’re amazing Max… you’re big as well… how on earth you manage to get yourself inside me is… nothing short of a miracle… I want to taste you Max…’
She cupped it in her palm. Max stopped her. ‘That my darling is too much too soon… I want this experience to last!’
‘But Max you always give and you never take…’ moaned Liz.
‘That Chuck is because I’m good at it and I like giving it to you. Call me sexist but I never thought it was proper for a girl to go down a guy. But a guy going down a girl that my darling is different!’
Liz gently thumped him in the arm and grinned ‘That is Sexist Max Evans! I don’t think I want you to ever touch me…’
Max ignored Liz’s muttering and continued with the job in hand. He squeezed some shower gel into the sponge, started a second wash. ‘Arms up!’
He then scrubbed at her hair and then rinsed her off with the showerhead. He then stuck it back oh the hook and handed Liz the sponge. ‘My turn darling… but mind where you touch and how long you linger in one spot!’
‘Yes SIR!’ giggled Liz. ‘I’m try to remember that!’ whispered Liz intimately in his ear.
‘You do that!’ replied Max.
Liz finished the job perfectly, but in record time. They continued to stand under the showerhead that had hot water cascading out of it. ‘What now?’ asked Liz. ‘Is that it? I was expecting more Maxwell Evans!’
‘Was you?’ beamed Max. He slid his arms around her and pulled her against him so her rear was nested against his hardness. Liz gasped as her breath got caught in her throat. ‘Wasn’t expecting that chuck huh?’
‘Max do we need protection…?’
‘My sweetie we’re way past that stage of using those stupid things… This way is more fun. Can you feel my need to get inside you? Liz I feel so slick already… I just want to get myself inside you… I so want you Liz…’ he whispered sensually in her ear.
Liz breathing became uneven. She watched in the mirrored wall as Max ran his hands over her breasts, whilst he nibbled on the back of her neck. Max continued to keep her back to him. ‘Liz put your hands against the wall for me!’
She did as she was told and pressed her palms flat against the mirrored wall and rested her weight there and against Max, who was still standing behind her. She could feel his arousal against her bottom he was throbbing hard with contact, which he rubbed himself up her causing a little friction between them and a gasp from Liz. He plucked a one breast with one hand whilst the over hand descended over her midriff and down between her legs. Liz stared below as the one hand cupped her. He eased a finger inside her to test her, he found her warm, wet and moist and certainty ready her him, His control started to slip.
‘Max… I…’
‘Don’t fight it. Take it!’ He commanded as he held her against him and stroked her and brought her to her peak, urged her to come. He took her up again as he listened to her cries of pleasure, he felt her convulse around her fingers. She reached behind herself and closed her hand around him, she determinedly ignored his wishes, and rubbed at his arousal. ‘I still would like to taste you… like you taste me… But if you don’t want me to… this’ll have to do… won’t it Max!’ whispered Liz as Max groaned. Before Max could catch his breath, she began to coax him. The feeling of her soft fingers rubbing his hot flesh against her skin was maddening. He thought about if he was in the bedroom and if she had her pants on, he would have stripped them down her legs by now. He would be inside her… What on earth was he waiting for? She was naked, he was naked, and nothing was separating them. He watched Liz in the steamed out mirror, as she watched him. She was still caressing him, when he couldn’t think any longer. He lifted her hands away with his own and placed them against the wall, he entered her from the rear.
Liz finally opened their connection, they channeled thoughts to one another, getting the familiar feeling back of total devotion. The mind connected, every cell bubbled away. They had emotions and feelings and thoughts coming left right and center. The flashes of their childhood; of their first time ran through they’re head speeding faster and faster. Their heads pounded, their hearts beated, blood in the toes shimmered to make them tingled…
Whilst that was going on Internally. Max stilled at her gasp, fearful that he had shocked her. Then she shocked him by beginning to move slowly, encouraging him. Using one hand he found that sensitive spot her center again as he continued to move in and out of her from the rear. He felt her body strain as he increased the tempo and when he felt her stiffened and then shudder in release, the last thread of his control snapped and he followed with his release flowing into her body, never to come apart again.
‘Hey Lizzie are you awake?’ whispered Max, feeling their naked body intertwined with one another. Chest against her back, arms wrapped around one another. And Max’s leg thrown over Liz’s thigh. She was cupped in a spoon shape against him.
Liz stirred, with a smile and turned her body to face his. ‘Lizzie?’
Max bent his head down to kiss her gentle on the lips. But Liz refused to open her eyes… and so Max kissed her over and over again.
‘Okay Max I give up!’ squealed Liz in delight, opening her eyes.
Max held her close for a second. ‘Gosh Liz last night was amazing, you’re so beautiful. I can’t get enough of you, it seems every time we make love it gets better and better. It’s like… jeez I can’t even describe it.
Liz blushed. ‘It’s only good cause you make it.’
‘No Liz it’s more than that.’
‘Soul-mates principle maybe?’
‘Yeah that and fact I love you so much. You know what Liz you’re going to be my wife you can count of that. You’ll be mine.’
Shivers went down Liz’s spine. ‘I was your from the start and I’m your now! …Was …Was… was that a proposal Max?’
Max laughed, pressing himself against her. ‘Darling no… but I promise you when you get my proposal you’ll won’t know what hit you!’
Liz blushed a deep red colour in her cheeks. ‘Oh… okay…’
‘Come on Liz.’ Pulling her out of bed. ‘As much as I love to spend the rest of our days making love to you in bed. We have to get changed and say goodbye to people!’
Liz frowned. ‘’Oh yes I suppose so as we’re going back to America!’
TBC? is anyone reading? lemme know.
TBC?? LOL don't kill me please. i know i know another cliffyhanger 
