Chapter 39

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

I couldn’t stop staring at my overnight bag, waiting for it to explode at any second. Max and I were far from virgins, but we had never had the intimacy of being in a room, with a bed, naked .

I was being silly, wasn’t I?

The flutters in my stomach and clammy hands proved it. I was a grown woman and had been living on my own since I was eighteen, but when I told Grandpa I would be back tomorrow morning, I felt a little weird. It felt like I had just broadcasted thatI would most likely be getting it on tonight.

Bow chicka wow wow.

My room illuminated with the headlights from Max’s car. Taking that as my cue, I grabbed my bag and walked out, glad I didn’t run into my grandpa.

This was a first for us, and since we had seven years of experiencing things without the other, this was unexpected but welcome. Max was already waiting by the passenger door. He was wearing a white button-up shirt with the top two buttons undone, dark gray pants, a brown belt that matched his shoes, and a triumphant grin on his handsome face. He grabbed my bag, opened my door, and asked, “Are you ready?”

That was a loaded question, wasn’t it? Was I ready? Dammit, Jess was so right. I was ready. I was ready seven years ago, and I was more than ready now.

“I’m ready.” I smiled at him.

“Care to relive some old memories?” Max asked with a smirk as we turned on Main Street. Lee’s B it made my mouth water. I still had much to learn, much to discover, and I couldn’t wait. When his shirt was off, he picked me up, causing me to shriek.

His chuckle was dark and sensual, and a wave of heat rushed to my core. With ease, Max threw me on the bed, and that wicked grin he gave me made the anticipation unbearable.

“Tell me, who do you belong to?” His eyes never left mine, and I was lost in his lust-filled gaze.

“You. Only you. It’ll always be you.”

His nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. With ease and precision, he removed my jeans and panties. I got up on my elbows to watch him take off his shoes and socks, and when he dropped his pants and boxer briefs, my mouth parted. I knew he was big, losing my virginity hurt like a mother, and I was sore after he fucked me against the wall, but I’d forgotten how beautiful he was.

“See something you like?”

He grabbed his cock and jerked it. God, my man had moves. I mentally slapped myself; I had to get myself together. Hello, I had to initiate our first time. There was no way I would look lousy now. With my index finger, I motioned him over. Gracefully, he got on the bed, and my heart was ready to beat out of my chest at the intimacy I thought I would never experience again.

Max used his knuckles to trace a path from my collarbone all the way down between my cleavage, stopping to trace the pad of his thumb on each taut nipple. “Fuck, I miss them,” he said before he bent down and took each breast in his mouth. Grazing his teeth on each nipple caused my hips to lift off the bed and my clit to throb.

“I need you now,” I demanded. Max wasn’t as much in a hurry as I was. He kept kissing his way down my body, nipping and licking.

Exquisite torture.

“You’ll have me after I have the taste of you on my tongue.” He bit me below my navel, and ripples of desire spread throughout my body. My legs spread to give him room, and when he growled, I felt it thundering through my aching sex. The lash of his tongue had me moaning his name so loud I feared the people in the next room would hear me. Max kept at it, and when he inserted two fingers in me, I nearly came out my skin.

“Maaax.”

He didn’t answer me, or maybe he did, but I couldn’t hear him. I was ready to go off like fireworks when he sucked my clit. It didn’t take long for me to orgasm. My hips shook, my legs trembled, but Max kept his mouth on me, drawing out my pleasure.

“Still my favorite thing to eat,” he said with moist lips and a possessive look on his face. Even though I was drained, I couldn’t help but laugh.

“It’s a good thing I’m here to stay.”

“Good.” His response was immediate. He positioned himself above me once again and brought his lips to mine. I kissed him back slowly, liking my taste on his lips. Last time I didn’t get to relish the feel of him with no rubber. We were in such a frenzy, but now I couldn’t wait. Max kissed the tip of my nose, then proceeded to rest his forehead on top of mine as he slowly entered me. Still sensitive, my hips jerked a little, causing him to slide in faster .

“Fuck, baby.”

“ Max,” I replied.

Suddenly, I wanted to cry just thinking I could have missed out on this feeling between us for the rest of my life. Nothing compared, and nothing ever would.

“I love you, Freya.” His words seared into my heart and brought down the remainder of the walls I had built since I left.

“I love you too,” I finished saying before he was fully in me. I felt so full... so loved. I’d had sex plenty of times, but making love, that only happened with him. We became a tangle of limbs. Our lips were clashing fervently, our hands touching every piece of skin that once had been denied.

“You look so fucking beautiful with my cock in you, taking me. Come for me, Freya. I need to see you fall apart.”

His wish was my command.

“Oh, God—Max.” I threw my head back in ecstasy. Max grabbed both my hands and clasped them behind my head as he held them, chasing his own release.

His thrusts came rough and fast. He gritted as he gazed at me through half-mast eyes. “Say my name.”

“Maximilian.” I moaned.

We laid in bed, my head to his chest, his arms around me, and our legs entwined. Was this how it felt to have all your shit together? It was nice—peaceful .

“I’m done pretending like we aren’t together,” I said after a while.

“Yeah?” he responded with laziness, or maybe contentment. Probably contentment since I was mellow myself. By now I was sure everyone at the B&B had heard me scream Max’s name.

“Yeah, I’m tired of telling our friends why I’m not with you. Besides, ever since the chief put up the plaque with my name, people have been nicer.” They would not throw a parade in my honor—I mean, the whole cow on school property caused somedamage.

“Fucking finally,” Max muttered before he kissed the top of my head. Shortly after, we both dozed off wrapped in each other’s arms. It didn’t matter that we were in a motel with our lives recovering from chaos. As long as we were in each other’s arms, we would be okay.

As long as we were together, we would always be home.