Pure passion, p.8
Pure Passion, page 8
“You know, Celeste, he may not be raking it in right now, but he seems to really like what he’s doing.”
“You know as well as I do that he’d be much better off taking over the firm. Do you know how much money partners make? James made seven figures last year!”
“I know everything is always about money. But who cares, if he doesn’t actually want to be a lawyer?”
As Derek turned his back to pour a beer, Celeste reached across the bar and grabbed Derek’s phone. I could tell she was sending a text, and I knew it would be to Max. I casually pulled out my phone and sent him one as well: “If you get a text from Derek, it was written by Celeste.”
“What the fuck, Celeste?” Derek raised his voice when he turned and saw what she was doing.
I would’ve said something to Derek sooner, but it was kind of fun watching him bust her on his own. She stayed at the bar and continued to chat with Derek, even though I could tell he wanted to ignore her. Since it was so dead, he didn’t have many other distractions so he tried his best to be nice.
“How’s it going out there?” I asked, when he came in the back room.
“My god, she still thinks this is just a rough patch between her and Max. She’s gotta be one of the most delusional people I’ve ever met. On top of that, she’s being super sweet to me. I’m sure she wants me to put in a good word for her. Good luck with that, bitch.”
When I punched out, I told Derek I was going home and said, “Have a good night, Celeste.”
“You, too,” she replied, but I could tell she was wondering why the hell I knew her name. I just smiled to myself and headed out the door.
I had never been so excited to go home! I was speeding almost the entire way. When I pulled up, I could hear the sound of his electric guitar emanating through the walls. Wow, he’s really good! I’m amazed he’s never been in a band.
I was glad to find his door was partly open, so I could just watch and listen to him play without disturbing him. It was almost magical the way his body and the guitar seemed to be interconnected. People were born with that kind of musical intuition; it couldn't be taught. After he played for about ten minutes, he stopped, looked at the guitar, and set it down. He then turned around to an enthusiastic standing ovation of one.
“You’re incredible, Max! And wow, your guitar is just like Tag’s!”
“Thanks. Yes, Granddad had two identical ones like this. He gave the second one to me.”
“Why don’t you play in a band?”
Max just shook his head. “That’s another long story I’m afraid.”
“One that involves a couple of your favorite people, no doubt?”
Max gave me a shallow smile, still shaking his head. “Ready for your first guitar lesson?”
“Are you kidding me? Sure!”
He didn’t have to ask twice, but I had to admit to not knowing the first thing about a guitar.
“It’s not hard. You’ll catch on fast,” he confidently assured me. “We’ll just start with a few basic chords tonight A, C, D, E and G.”
That sounds easy enough, was the thought that apparently jinxed me. The A chord, no problem. D and E were a little tougher, but I got them, too. My C chord was just plain lame. And when I got to the G, it was clear that my fingers just didn’t bend that way.
On the upside, Max was really patient with me, and he smelled awesome. So even though I was slightly frustrated with my abilities, it was a great first lesson. After working on the G chord for who knows how long, Max wanted to review A, D and E. Unfortunately, I was too distracted to remember any of them. So I did the next best thing. I released the strap, set down the guitar, and turned toward him.
“I guess I was born a lover, not a player,” I said, giving him my sexy eyes. This is your cue Max!
Max
Since Lara’s a music major, she actually appreciates my talent. It’s been so long since I’ve had positive feedback that it feels pretty damn good.
When she gave up on the chords and turned around, it was as if she was reading my mind. Sitting behind her, smelling her, and feeling the body heat radiating between us was starting to get to me. I was actually contemplating setting down the guitar myself and sweeping her up in my arms. It was really strange that right after I had the thought, she set down the guitar and turned into me. It was as if we had a special connection.
“I know you’re feeling the same tension as me, but I don’t want to screw anything up here. We have to live together so I don’t want to push ahead too fast,” I told her, even though I wanted more than anything to take her to my new bed and break it in right.
Lara
Okay. This is the tricky part.
My heart wanted to level with Max and admit that I had been head over heels in love with him for the better part of eight years. My brain, however, knew that I should keep all of the sappy crap to myself and tease him a while longer. Both Brea and my mom had preached the power of reverse psychology for years. Since my natural instincts always led to self-torture, I decided to follow their advice and play the little games. I hate playing games, especially when it comes to Max. I wish I could just tell him how I feel and jump him, right here, right now!
“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.
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Chapter 11
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!
