Re: The Wrong Decision (Ma/Mx Ma/Mi) Adult Ch. 10 12/6
Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 8:02 pm
Chapter 11
August 2007
Maria's POV
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New York City—LaGuardia Airport. That's what the ticket in my hand says. I hope I’m doing the right thing. Who the hell am I kidding. Going to New York is the very definition of wrong, but I cannot help myself any longer.
"So, I'll be back on Tuesday," I say to Michael, pushing the top of my suitcase down to zip it up. Things have been going better between us the last few weeks. Ever since I booked my ticked to New York, I have to admit that I’ve been easier to live with. My mood is lighter and I can tell he notices it.
"Say hi to your mom for me." Michael says, kissing my lightly on the lips. Of course he thinks I am going to Phoenix to see my mom. I obviously couldn’t tell him where I was really going.
"I will," I say and kiss back. "Are you sure you can take care of Ally while I’m gone?" I ask. I'm still a little worried. She is four and a half and stubborn, just like her mother.
"I will be fine. You just have fun and relax." Michael says smiling at me. I trust him to take care of her, I’m just a worried mother. I haven’t spent a night away from her since she was born.
I give them both another kiss before grabbing my bag and heading out the door to catch my cab. Off to New York City, only, hopefully, I’ll get to enjoy it this time.
Max's POV
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I feel Maria very strongly today for some reason. I feel her presence every once in a while. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling its tied to her mood. From correspondence, I’ve discovered that, when her mood is up, I feel her more strongly. That is good. It means she is having a good day today.
I, on the other hand, am working a double shift at the restaurant where I got a job. New York is interesting, to say the least. I’d only been here that one time when the dupes showed up, and I didn’t get much of a feel for the city then. It’s huge. It’s totally different from Roswell, NM, that is for sure. At least I have school. I really enjoy medical school. I know most people are overwhelmed, but I think it’s my niche.
The only other things I knew about New York came from stories from Maria about her short time here. I’ve got to stop thinking about her. It’s so much harder to get through the work day when she’s on my mind.
Maria's POV
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Max works at a place called ‘Michael’s’ bar. How ironic is that? I take a deep breath before I climb out of the cab in front of the restaurant. I stopped by my hotel first to put my stuff down and collect myself. When I landed in NYC I almost had a full on panic attack worrying about what it would be like to see Max again.
The host at the front of the restaurant smiles at me, "Just one?” he asks. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing eating alone?"
I just smile at him. He is flirting, but I don't care. I’ve got too many things on my mind right now.
He directs me to a small table near the back of the restaurant. I sit down and look around. It’s mostly empty, probably because 3 o’clock, not exactly prime eating time. It’s a nice place. I am glad to know that Max isn’t working as tome dive. At least he must be getting good tips here.
I know Max is here today. In one of the many letters he has sent me, he told me his work and school schedule. I’m not sure why, but it’s a good thing he did because I really wanted to surprise him. Of course, now I wish I had called him. I'm half tempted to run out of here right now. What if he doesn’t want to see me? I know he says he does, but what if that isn’t what he really wants?
"May I help you?" An attractive waiter asks, pulling me out of my daze.
"Yeah, I'll just have a Vodka Tonic." I say with a small smile.
Before he turns to leave I ask him, "Is Max Evans working here today?"
The waiter smiles and nods, "Yeah. Who should I tell him is here?"
"Don't tell him anything about me. I want to surprise him. Just point him over here," I say. He winks at me and leaves. I take a few more deep breaths and feel the butterflies bubbling up in my stomach. You can do this Maria. You need to do this.
Oh, I’m being stupid. You'd think I was in high school. Not the 23 year-old mother of a 4 year old. I feel someone walking toward me. Then I hear a sharp intake of breath. I wait a moment before looking up into the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.
Max's POV
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Maria. I blink a few times to make sure my eyes are not deceiving me. It wouldn’t be the firs time that I’ve imagined her being with me.
Nope, she is really here, in New York. I'm not dreaming. My heart skips a beat and my eyes become moist. I can’t help my emotions. Its been 5 years. "Maria..." is all I can manage to get out as I make my way over to her.
She looks up at me with a tentative smile. There are tears in her eyes as well. "Hello Max," she says. She’s is so nervous her voice is shaking slightly. I hate that I’m having that effect on her.
I take the opportunity to sit down at the table and take her hands in mine. "my God, Maria. I can't believe you are really here," I say. I know I can’t think of anything to say. I’m so in shock right now. Once I get over the fact she is really here, we will have a lot to catch up on.
God she is so beautiful. She is even more beautiful l than she was five years ago, if that is possible. I feel my heart racing just being close to her.
Maria's POV
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"Yeah," I smile, fighting back tears, "I'm really here." I don’t want to spend the whole weekend crying, but Max seems to have that effect on me. At least they are tears of joy.
"Where are you staying? What are you doing here? How long are you going to be here? Where does Michael think you are?" he asked me all at once, his words running together.
I chuckle lightly at his eager questions. "I'm at the Embassy Suites by Central Park." I tell him, "I came to see you. I'm here until Tuesday. And Michael thinks I’m in Phoenix with my mother." I answer in order, "So, when do you get off. I'm sorry for just showing up like this."
"No! I'm so glad you are here. It’s the best surprise ever." His eyes were wide and excited, and I was so happy to have had that effect ton him.
"I get off in like 3 hrs." He said as he looked down at his watch. He was pouting. It was adorable.
"Pouting was never a good look for you," I say with a smile. I’m flirting, and I love it. "Well, since I came to see you, do you want to come to my room when you get off?"
He nods at me emphatically, squeezing my hands in his before pulling out his order pad and a pen. "Yeah, what room? I'll be there."
I tell him my room number and he scribbles it down before giving me a quick kiss on the lips and heading back to the kitchen. Sparks fly as his lips touch mine, and I could never regret coming to see him now.
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Kyle's POV
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The phone is loud as it pulls me out of my Isabel-inspired daydream. “Deputy Valinti,” I answer, trying to clear the sleep from my throat.
"Kyle, what do I do. Am I completely nuts?" Maria's frantic voice greets me.
I have to laugh. One time Alex told me that you have to put everything Maria says through the Maria filter. I still haven’t mastered understanding her when she is frantic, but I’m getting better, "What's wrong?" I ask.
"I...I'm in New York, Kyle. I'm here to see Max, obviously. I saw him where he works. He’s coming to my hotel room after he gets off work. What do I do?" She asked, her voice getting more frantic with each word.
"Well, if you have a child and you still don't know what to do, I’d say you are a slow learner," I joke. I needed her to lighten up. This could be the chance they have both been waiting for. I have to say I’m pretty stunned that she flew out to New York. She’d been pretty clear that she and Max were over. I guess she decided to stop lying to herself.
"This is serious Kyle. Tell me I did the right thing. Tell me it is okay to be here." She begs. And there is the reason she called. She wants validation. I know its technically wrong for her to cheat on Michael, but I also know that lying to herself has been killing her.
"Maria. You did the right thing. You and Max love each other. You should be together." I tell her honestly. My hope is that she realizes this before she leaves New York.
"Thanks, Kyle.” She says, and I can hear her voice calming down.
"Bye. Have fun." I say and hang up the phone.
I can't believe it. She went to NYC. Maybe she will leave Michael for Max like she should have a long time ago. Who knows? That would be great though. Then they could both move back here and save me from my eternal loneliness. Okay, maybe not eternal. Isabel and I have been getting closer, but still I miss them. I know everything will work out in the end, but I just wish things were not so wound up in all of this soap opera-like drama.
Max's POV
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I'm running a little late but I had to go home and shower and change. There was no way that I was going to show up and Maria's hotel in my waiter's uniform smelling of the grill. It's been five years since we’ve been together. I want to look my best when she opens the door.
I grabbed a bouquet of flowers on my way to her apartment. It’s not nearly enough to show her how I feel about her, but I thought it would be at least a little romantic. I want there to be no confusion about my feelings for her. Not that there could be. I’ve told her a hundred times over the course of 2 years, in letter, that she is the only woman for me.
I breathe in and out slowly before I enter the hotel lobby. Room 684. I'm just 6 floors away from the love of my life. I hope she has the same intentions as I do tonight because I’ve been waiting for this for five years. I still can't believe she is here. .
Maria's POV
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I'm pacing the room. I mean, I’m literally, about to break a sweat, pacing. I wish I had my cedar oil with me. It always makes me feel more calm. I feel in my heart that I’m doing the right thing I just wish my head would catch up to it.
I can't wait to be in Max's arms again. Of that, I am totally sure. When he gets here I’m going to…(Knock Knock)
Oh, God, that’s him. I have to stop myself from racing to the door. When I open the door, I see him standing there with flowers in hand. He looks beautiful. Now I know why he was late. He obviously went home a pour himself into the sexiest outfit I’ve ever seen him wear, tight jeans and all.
"Hello," I say with a sweet smile. My nerves are dissipating.
Max's POV
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Maria looks even better than she did at the restaurant. Her hair is up in one of those messy buns. And she has a jean skirt on and a tight white button down shirt. God, if she wants me to go nuts, she is succeeding. My hormones are already on overdrive since I haven’t had sex in five years, but with Maria standing in front of me I can barely control myself.
"Hey, baby." I finally get out. I enter the room and quickly pull her into my arms, capturing her lips in mine. She opens her mouth and I slip my tongue in. God, she feels perfect.
I hear her moan, softly, against my mouth, "Beautiful," she mutters against my lips. Boy has she got it backward. I feel her move in closer to me. Her body is pressed against mine, now.
"Oh god, I missed you." she says, finally breaking the kiss to get some air. There are tears shining in her eyes again. I’m starting to get the feeling that all I do is make her cry.
"Oh, baby, don’t cry." I say, sitting on the bed and pulling her down with me. "I love you, no matter what.” I assure her.
"I missed you so much. You are the only man I love." her tears are gone now and she’s looking up at me with love in her eyes.
"I know, baby. I know." I tell her. "I love you too." I understand her better than she thinks I do.
Maria's POV
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I feel stupid for breaking down, but there were just too many emotions involved in that kiss. These emotions I have kept hidden for years now. I only scratch the surface of them when I write to Max and in my journal. Having him right in front of me makes everything real and so much stronger.
I feel comfortable expressing these emotions freely with Max though. He doesn’t judge me. That is one of the most beautiful things about Max. I know that no matter what he doesn’t judge.
I lean in and kiss him again. This time, we take our time. We kiss and touch each other softly and gently. We meld into one another and it is absolutely beautiful.
Max's POV
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Maria's body feels amazing under my fingers. I can't believe it's been five years since we have done this. On one hand it seems like its been forever since we’ve held each other. On the other hand, it seems like just yesterday. It’s hard to explain.
I slowly lift her shirt over her head and she doesn't stop me. I don’t want to move too fast, but then again, we have been moving toward this point for years. She reacts positively to my touch so I know she wants this as much as I do.
Her kisses are eager and hungry now as she rips my shirt over my head. She scraps her nails down my chest, and I can't help but moan at the sensation. It sends chills down my body and I throw my head back as she plants kisses on my chest.
Maria's POV
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I can't get his clothes off fast enough. There are too many boundaries between us. I'm sick of boundaries. I love Max. I want to feel his skin against mine. I want to feel him moving inside me like I only have once before.
I tear open his pants and push them off of him. He is working diligently at my clothes. I guess I could have worn something easier for him to get off, but I actually hadn’t even thought about that. I help him with my clothes once he rids me of mine.
Finally we lay on the bed naked together. There are no more walls, no more boundaries. We are finally together. I kiss him gently and his tongue slips into my mouth. Everything feels so natural between us. Age has made us more sure of ourselves. He doesn’t touch me in the tentative way he did when we were eighteen. Now he touches me the way a man touches the woman he loves.
He flips me over so he is on top. I don’t care what position we are in, I just need him. "Please..." I beg, pulling his face down to mine.
He kisses me again and again before positioning the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance. He teases me only for a moment before he plunges inside me. It’s perfect.
Max's POV
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I moan at the sensation of her around me. She is so tight and wet I think I’m going to go insane. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. I slowly move in and out of her. I want to prolong the experience.
Her eyes look directly into mine as we move in synchronicity. I feel alive for the first time in a long time and I never want to leave the warmth of her embrace.
I am trying to make this last, but I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I shift my hips and enter her from a different angle, deeper this time. I know I’m going to come any second.
I move my thumb to the edge of her clit applying gentle pressure. Her body immediately responds. She goes stiff in my arms before her legs begin to convulse with her building orgasm.
I plunge into her deeper and faster and she is moaning my name. “Come for me, baby,” I moan, desperate to come with her.
Maria's POV
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I’m so close. Any minute…”Oh Max!” I scream plunging over the edge to oblivion. It’s beautiful. I see stars, literally. After everything we’ve been through, this is the first flash I’ve ever received from Max.
He comes with me, groaning something unintelligible. I feel his cock pulse and I know that it was right to come here. This moment here, the afterglow, makes it all worth it. We are in love. I've never felt more perfect than at this moment right now. I wish I could stay in Max's arms forever.
Max's POV
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I wake up with my arms wrapped around a very naked Maria. I was almost expecting last night to be a dream. Maria and I literally made love all night long, sleeping only for short periods in between. It could have very easily been a dream. But it wasn’t. She’s here in my arms and I smile, snuggling into her again.
I watch her for several minutes before she stirs. "Morning," I say with a smile as she wakes up.
She smiles and stretches her arms over her head. "Morning," she says. "Don't you have to be at work?" she asks looking at the clock.
"No. I called in sick. I'm off until Tuesday." I say. No way in hell am I going to miss out on time with Maria to wait tables.
Maria's POV
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It will be nice to be able to be with him and only him for the next three days. Well, I guess its two and a half now because it’s already noon.
I slept like a brick. Having a four year old doesn't allow you to catch up on your sleep. I haven’t felt this refreshed since high school.
"You’re so amazing," he says to me out of the blue.
"No, Max." I say seriously, "I'm not amazing. I'm a terrible person.” Not only was I cheating on my husband, but I was lying to Max about his daughter, I’ve screwed up three lives. I’m not amazing.
Max pulls me closer to him and lifts my chin to look him in the eyes. "No, Maria. Stop saying that. You are amazing. You are beautiful both inside and out." he says.
"But, Max, I'm serious. I don’t think you are seeing me. Here I am in NYC cheating on my husband with his once best friend. And then before that, I broke your heart because I couldn't come clean with Michael. I am a horrible person." Not to mention the fact that I’m keeping you away from your daughter, I add silently.
Max seriously needed to pull me down from the pedestal he had me on. I am not perfect. I am not amazing. I am traitorous.
Max's POV
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I don’t care what she says, Maria is amazing in my eyes and always will be. "Maria, I love you, and if being with you right now is wrong, then so be it. We deserve this." I tell her. She is right that we are cheating on Michael, but I cannot bring myself to care.
"I know," she says, "It feels so right being here. I just don't want you to put me up on a pedestal because I’m far from perfect."
I'll try, but it is kind of hard when she is the center of my universe. Nothing she does can make me stop loving her. I don’t say anything, I just wrap my arms around her.
Apparently, Maria has other plans, though, because I feel her long fingers wrap around my cock, "Oh god," I groan. "We are never going to eat if you keep that up."
"We can eat any day. We've got a lot of time to make up for." she says and then descends on my cock.
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Maria's POV
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It's been an amazing three days. Max and I have barely gotten out of bed. Making love to him is addictive. It is beautiful, and raw, and passionate. It is so hard to let him go.
But alas, I have to leave. I never planned on stay past Tuesday, and I have to go to the airport. I'm sure Michael has his hands full with Ally. Besides I know Ally misses me. I can feel it. I miss her too. That was the only downside to this trip to see Max. I miss my daughter horribly.
I look down at Max as he sleeps in the bed we’ve shared for the last three days. He looks so peaceful and happy. I know that when he wakes up he won’t be so happy. I have to leave, and I have to do it before he wakes up.
I can't say goodbye. It would be too hard. I'm have to him a note. I know he will try to talk me into staying, and truth be told I’m afraid I’ll do it. As much as I love Max, I can’t stay here. I’ve got a family in Indianapolis.
I begin writing on the hotel stationary:
Max,
My love, I have gone. We knew this was coming and it was just too hard for me to wake you up. I've never been good at goodbyes. You know that better than anyone.
I had the most amazing long weekend. Making love to you again was a dream come true, and I will remember this for the rest of my life. The whole weekend was amazing, but I have to go back. I can't leave Michael or Ally.
I do love you. You know that. I haven’t always shown it well, and this may not seem like an act of love, but never think that you aren't the only man for me. I will think about the feel of your hands on me, the feel of you moving inside me, and the feel of your lips on mine everyday.
Please keep writing me. It helps me get though the day more than you know. I’ll be missing you.
All of my Love,
Maria.
I place the letter on the pillow next to my love and kiss Max lightly on the lips before I grab my suitcase and walk out the door.
Max's POV
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I wake up to an empty bed. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't know Maria would bolt while I was asleep. She knows that I would try to talk her into staying.
I wish I could have seen her one more time, but I can't say that I blame her. She’s really not good with goodbye.
But she did leave a note. She wants me to keep writing. Hell. I'll write her a letter everyday—four a day if she wants. I love writing to her. I'm not giving up on her. I think we can still be together. I just need to make her see that. But I can't push. This has to be surgical and precise. Letters are a good start.
TBC...
August 2007
Maria's POV
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New York City—LaGuardia Airport. That's what the ticket in my hand says. I hope I’m doing the right thing. Who the hell am I kidding. Going to New York is the very definition of wrong, but I cannot help myself any longer.
"So, I'll be back on Tuesday," I say to Michael, pushing the top of my suitcase down to zip it up. Things have been going better between us the last few weeks. Ever since I booked my ticked to New York, I have to admit that I’ve been easier to live with. My mood is lighter and I can tell he notices it.
"Say hi to your mom for me." Michael says, kissing my lightly on the lips. Of course he thinks I am going to Phoenix to see my mom. I obviously couldn’t tell him where I was really going.
"I will," I say and kiss back. "Are you sure you can take care of Ally while I’m gone?" I ask. I'm still a little worried. She is four and a half and stubborn, just like her mother.
"I will be fine. You just have fun and relax." Michael says smiling at me. I trust him to take care of her, I’m just a worried mother. I haven’t spent a night away from her since she was born.
I give them both another kiss before grabbing my bag and heading out the door to catch my cab. Off to New York City, only, hopefully, I’ll get to enjoy it this time.
Max's POV
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I feel Maria very strongly today for some reason. I feel her presence every once in a while. I don’t know why, but I have a feeling its tied to her mood. From correspondence, I’ve discovered that, when her mood is up, I feel her more strongly. That is good. It means she is having a good day today.
I, on the other hand, am working a double shift at the restaurant where I got a job. New York is interesting, to say the least. I’d only been here that one time when the dupes showed up, and I didn’t get much of a feel for the city then. It’s huge. It’s totally different from Roswell, NM, that is for sure. At least I have school. I really enjoy medical school. I know most people are overwhelmed, but I think it’s my niche.
The only other things I knew about New York came from stories from Maria about her short time here. I’ve got to stop thinking about her. It’s so much harder to get through the work day when she’s on my mind.
Maria's POV
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Max works at a place called ‘Michael’s’ bar. How ironic is that? I take a deep breath before I climb out of the cab in front of the restaurant. I stopped by my hotel first to put my stuff down and collect myself. When I landed in NYC I almost had a full on panic attack worrying about what it would be like to see Max again.
The host at the front of the restaurant smiles at me, "Just one?” he asks. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing eating alone?"
I just smile at him. He is flirting, but I don't care. I’ve got too many things on my mind right now.
He directs me to a small table near the back of the restaurant. I sit down and look around. It’s mostly empty, probably because 3 o’clock, not exactly prime eating time. It’s a nice place. I am glad to know that Max isn’t working as tome dive. At least he must be getting good tips here.
I know Max is here today. In one of the many letters he has sent me, he told me his work and school schedule. I’m not sure why, but it’s a good thing he did because I really wanted to surprise him. Of course, now I wish I had called him. I'm half tempted to run out of here right now. What if he doesn’t want to see me? I know he says he does, but what if that isn’t what he really wants?
"May I help you?" An attractive waiter asks, pulling me out of my daze.
"Yeah, I'll just have a Vodka Tonic." I say with a small smile.
Before he turns to leave I ask him, "Is Max Evans working here today?"
The waiter smiles and nods, "Yeah. Who should I tell him is here?"
"Don't tell him anything about me. I want to surprise him. Just point him over here," I say. He winks at me and leaves. I take a few more deep breaths and feel the butterflies bubbling up in my stomach. You can do this Maria. You need to do this.
Oh, I’m being stupid. You'd think I was in high school. Not the 23 year-old mother of a 4 year old. I feel someone walking toward me. Then I hear a sharp intake of breath. I wait a moment before looking up into the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.
Max's POV
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Maria. I blink a few times to make sure my eyes are not deceiving me. It wouldn’t be the firs time that I’ve imagined her being with me.
Nope, she is really here, in New York. I'm not dreaming. My heart skips a beat and my eyes become moist. I can’t help my emotions. Its been 5 years. "Maria..." is all I can manage to get out as I make my way over to her.
She looks up at me with a tentative smile. There are tears in her eyes as well. "Hello Max," she says. She’s is so nervous her voice is shaking slightly. I hate that I’m having that effect on her.
I take the opportunity to sit down at the table and take her hands in mine. "my God, Maria. I can't believe you are really here," I say. I know I can’t think of anything to say. I’m so in shock right now. Once I get over the fact she is really here, we will have a lot to catch up on.
God she is so beautiful. She is even more beautiful l than she was five years ago, if that is possible. I feel my heart racing just being close to her.
Maria's POV
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"Yeah," I smile, fighting back tears, "I'm really here." I don’t want to spend the whole weekend crying, but Max seems to have that effect on me. At least they are tears of joy.
"Where are you staying? What are you doing here? How long are you going to be here? Where does Michael think you are?" he asked me all at once, his words running together.
I chuckle lightly at his eager questions. "I'm at the Embassy Suites by Central Park." I tell him, "I came to see you. I'm here until Tuesday. And Michael thinks I’m in Phoenix with my mother." I answer in order, "So, when do you get off. I'm sorry for just showing up like this."
"No! I'm so glad you are here. It’s the best surprise ever." His eyes were wide and excited, and I was so happy to have had that effect ton him.
"I get off in like 3 hrs." He said as he looked down at his watch. He was pouting. It was adorable.
"Pouting was never a good look for you," I say with a smile. I’m flirting, and I love it. "Well, since I came to see you, do you want to come to my room when you get off?"
He nods at me emphatically, squeezing my hands in his before pulling out his order pad and a pen. "Yeah, what room? I'll be there."
I tell him my room number and he scribbles it down before giving me a quick kiss on the lips and heading back to the kitchen. Sparks fly as his lips touch mine, and I could never regret coming to see him now.
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Kyle's POV
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The phone is loud as it pulls me out of my Isabel-inspired daydream. “Deputy Valinti,” I answer, trying to clear the sleep from my throat.
"Kyle, what do I do. Am I completely nuts?" Maria's frantic voice greets me.
I have to laugh. One time Alex told me that you have to put everything Maria says through the Maria filter. I still haven’t mastered understanding her when she is frantic, but I’m getting better, "What's wrong?" I ask.
"I...I'm in New York, Kyle. I'm here to see Max, obviously. I saw him where he works. He’s coming to my hotel room after he gets off work. What do I do?" She asked, her voice getting more frantic with each word.
"Well, if you have a child and you still don't know what to do, I’d say you are a slow learner," I joke. I needed her to lighten up. This could be the chance they have both been waiting for. I have to say I’m pretty stunned that she flew out to New York. She’d been pretty clear that she and Max were over. I guess she decided to stop lying to herself.
"This is serious Kyle. Tell me I did the right thing. Tell me it is okay to be here." She begs. And there is the reason she called. She wants validation. I know its technically wrong for her to cheat on Michael, but I also know that lying to herself has been killing her.
"Maria. You did the right thing. You and Max love each other. You should be together." I tell her honestly. My hope is that she realizes this before she leaves New York.
"Thanks, Kyle.” She says, and I can hear her voice calming down.
"Bye. Have fun." I say and hang up the phone.
I can't believe it. She went to NYC. Maybe she will leave Michael for Max like she should have a long time ago. Who knows? That would be great though. Then they could both move back here and save me from my eternal loneliness. Okay, maybe not eternal. Isabel and I have been getting closer, but still I miss them. I know everything will work out in the end, but I just wish things were not so wound up in all of this soap opera-like drama.
Max's POV
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I'm running a little late but I had to go home and shower and change. There was no way that I was going to show up and Maria's hotel in my waiter's uniform smelling of the grill. It's been five years since we’ve been together. I want to look my best when she opens the door.
I grabbed a bouquet of flowers on my way to her apartment. It’s not nearly enough to show her how I feel about her, but I thought it would be at least a little romantic. I want there to be no confusion about my feelings for her. Not that there could be. I’ve told her a hundred times over the course of 2 years, in letter, that she is the only woman for me.
I breathe in and out slowly before I enter the hotel lobby. Room 684. I'm just 6 floors away from the love of my life. I hope she has the same intentions as I do tonight because I’ve been waiting for this for five years. I still can't believe she is here. .
Maria's POV
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I'm pacing the room. I mean, I’m literally, about to break a sweat, pacing. I wish I had my cedar oil with me. It always makes me feel more calm. I feel in my heart that I’m doing the right thing I just wish my head would catch up to it.
I can't wait to be in Max's arms again. Of that, I am totally sure. When he gets here I’m going to…(Knock Knock)
Oh, God, that’s him. I have to stop myself from racing to the door. When I open the door, I see him standing there with flowers in hand. He looks beautiful. Now I know why he was late. He obviously went home a pour himself into the sexiest outfit I’ve ever seen him wear, tight jeans and all.
"Hello," I say with a sweet smile. My nerves are dissipating.
Max's POV
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Maria looks even better than she did at the restaurant. Her hair is up in one of those messy buns. And she has a jean skirt on and a tight white button down shirt. God, if she wants me to go nuts, she is succeeding. My hormones are already on overdrive since I haven’t had sex in five years, but with Maria standing in front of me I can barely control myself.
"Hey, baby." I finally get out. I enter the room and quickly pull her into my arms, capturing her lips in mine. She opens her mouth and I slip my tongue in. God, she feels perfect.
I hear her moan, softly, against my mouth, "Beautiful," she mutters against my lips. Boy has she got it backward. I feel her move in closer to me. Her body is pressed against mine, now.
"Oh god, I missed you." she says, finally breaking the kiss to get some air. There are tears shining in her eyes again. I’m starting to get the feeling that all I do is make her cry.
"Oh, baby, don’t cry." I say, sitting on the bed and pulling her down with me. "I love you, no matter what.” I assure her.
"I missed you so much. You are the only man I love." her tears are gone now and she’s looking up at me with love in her eyes.
"I know, baby. I know." I tell her. "I love you too." I understand her better than she thinks I do.
Maria's POV
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I feel stupid for breaking down, but there were just too many emotions involved in that kiss. These emotions I have kept hidden for years now. I only scratch the surface of them when I write to Max and in my journal. Having him right in front of me makes everything real and so much stronger.
I feel comfortable expressing these emotions freely with Max though. He doesn’t judge me. That is one of the most beautiful things about Max. I know that no matter what he doesn’t judge.
I lean in and kiss him again. This time, we take our time. We kiss and touch each other softly and gently. We meld into one another and it is absolutely beautiful.
Max's POV
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Maria's body feels amazing under my fingers. I can't believe it's been five years since we have done this. On one hand it seems like its been forever since we’ve held each other. On the other hand, it seems like just yesterday. It’s hard to explain.
I slowly lift her shirt over her head and she doesn't stop me. I don’t want to move too fast, but then again, we have been moving toward this point for years. She reacts positively to my touch so I know she wants this as much as I do.
Her kisses are eager and hungry now as she rips my shirt over my head. She scraps her nails down my chest, and I can't help but moan at the sensation. It sends chills down my body and I throw my head back as she plants kisses on my chest.
Maria's POV
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I can't get his clothes off fast enough. There are too many boundaries between us. I'm sick of boundaries. I love Max. I want to feel his skin against mine. I want to feel him moving inside me like I only have once before.
I tear open his pants and push them off of him. He is working diligently at my clothes. I guess I could have worn something easier for him to get off, but I actually hadn’t even thought about that. I help him with my clothes once he rids me of mine.
Finally we lay on the bed naked together. There are no more walls, no more boundaries. We are finally together. I kiss him gently and his tongue slips into my mouth. Everything feels so natural between us. Age has made us more sure of ourselves. He doesn’t touch me in the tentative way he did when we were eighteen. Now he touches me the way a man touches the woman he loves.
He flips me over so he is on top. I don’t care what position we are in, I just need him. "Please..." I beg, pulling his face down to mine.
He kisses me again and again before positioning the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance. He teases me only for a moment before he plunges inside me. It’s perfect.
Max's POV
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I moan at the sensation of her around me. She is so tight and wet I think I’m going to go insane. I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. I slowly move in and out of her. I want to prolong the experience.
Her eyes look directly into mine as we move in synchronicity. I feel alive for the first time in a long time and I never want to leave the warmth of her embrace.
I am trying to make this last, but I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. I shift my hips and enter her from a different angle, deeper this time. I know I’m going to come any second.
I move my thumb to the edge of her clit applying gentle pressure. Her body immediately responds. She goes stiff in my arms before her legs begin to convulse with her building orgasm.
I plunge into her deeper and faster and she is moaning my name. “Come for me, baby,” I moan, desperate to come with her.
Maria's POV
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I’m so close. Any minute…”Oh Max!” I scream plunging over the edge to oblivion. It’s beautiful. I see stars, literally. After everything we’ve been through, this is the first flash I’ve ever received from Max.
He comes with me, groaning something unintelligible. I feel his cock pulse and I know that it was right to come here. This moment here, the afterglow, makes it all worth it. We are in love. I've never felt more perfect than at this moment right now. I wish I could stay in Max's arms forever.
Max's POV
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I wake up with my arms wrapped around a very naked Maria. I was almost expecting last night to be a dream. Maria and I literally made love all night long, sleeping only for short periods in between. It could have very easily been a dream. But it wasn’t. She’s here in my arms and I smile, snuggling into her again.
I watch her for several minutes before she stirs. "Morning," I say with a smile as she wakes up.
She smiles and stretches her arms over her head. "Morning," she says. "Don't you have to be at work?" she asks looking at the clock.
"No. I called in sick. I'm off until Tuesday." I say. No way in hell am I going to miss out on time with Maria to wait tables.
Maria's POV
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It will be nice to be able to be with him and only him for the next three days. Well, I guess its two and a half now because it’s already noon.
I slept like a brick. Having a four year old doesn't allow you to catch up on your sleep. I haven’t felt this refreshed since high school.
"You’re so amazing," he says to me out of the blue.
"No, Max." I say seriously, "I'm not amazing. I'm a terrible person.” Not only was I cheating on my husband, but I was lying to Max about his daughter, I’ve screwed up three lives. I’m not amazing.
Max pulls me closer to him and lifts my chin to look him in the eyes. "No, Maria. Stop saying that. You are amazing. You are beautiful both inside and out." he says.
"But, Max, I'm serious. I don’t think you are seeing me. Here I am in NYC cheating on my husband with his once best friend. And then before that, I broke your heart because I couldn't come clean with Michael. I am a horrible person." Not to mention the fact that I’m keeping you away from your daughter, I add silently.
Max seriously needed to pull me down from the pedestal he had me on. I am not perfect. I am not amazing. I am traitorous.
Max's POV
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I don’t care what she says, Maria is amazing in my eyes and always will be. "Maria, I love you, and if being with you right now is wrong, then so be it. We deserve this." I tell her. She is right that we are cheating on Michael, but I cannot bring myself to care.
"I know," she says, "It feels so right being here. I just don't want you to put me up on a pedestal because I’m far from perfect."
I'll try, but it is kind of hard when she is the center of my universe. Nothing she does can make me stop loving her. I don’t say anything, I just wrap my arms around her.
Apparently, Maria has other plans, though, because I feel her long fingers wrap around my cock, "Oh god," I groan. "We are never going to eat if you keep that up."
"We can eat any day. We've got a lot of time to make up for." she says and then descends on my cock.
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Maria's POV
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It's been an amazing three days. Max and I have barely gotten out of bed. Making love to him is addictive. It is beautiful, and raw, and passionate. It is so hard to let him go.
But alas, I have to leave. I never planned on stay past Tuesday, and I have to go to the airport. I'm sure Michael has his hands full with Ally. Besides I know Ally misses me. I can feel it. I miss her too. That was the only downside to this trip to see Max. I miss my daughter horribly.
I look down at Max as he sleeps in the bed we’ve shared for the last three days. He looks so peaceful and happy. I know that when he wakes up he won’t be so happy. I have to leave, and I have to do it before he wakes up.
I can't say goodbye. It would be too hard. I'm have to him a note. I know he will try to talk me into staying, and truth be told I’m afraid I’ll do it. As much as I love Max, I can’t stay here. I’ve got a family in Indianapolis.
I begin writing on the hotel stationary:
Max,
My love, I have gone. We knew this was coming and it was just too hard for me to wake you up. I've never been good at goodbyes. You know that better than anyone.
I had the most amazing long weekend. Making love to you again was a dream come true, and I will remember this for the rest of my life. The whole weekend was amazing, but I have to go back. I can't leave Michael or Ally.
I do love you. You know that. I haven’t always shown it well, and this may not seem like an act of love, but never think that you aren't the only man for me. I will think about the feel of your hands on me, the feel of you moving inside me, and the feel of your lips on mine everyday.
Please keep writing me. It helps me get though the day more than you know. I’ll be missing you.
All of my Love,
Maria.
I place the letter on the pillow next to my love and kiss Max lightly on the lips before I grab my suitcase and walk out the door.
Max's POV
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I wake up to an empty bed. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't know Maria would bolt while I was asleep. She knows that I would try to talk her into staying.
I wish I could have seen her one more time, but I can't say that I blame her. She’s really not good with goodbye.
But she did leave a note. She wants me to keep writing. Hell. I'll write her a letter everyday—four a day if she wants. I love writing to her. I'm not giving up on her. I think we can still be together. I just need to make her see that. But I can't push. This has to be surgical and precise. Letters are a good start.
TBC...