Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 5:07 pm
TWENTY
The band was in the studio for another full three days. They left early and came back to the warehouse grumpy and exhausted late in the evening. A handful of days over Christmas were free to relax but straight after that they were back to work.
Liz was getting bored and was relieved when one afternoon they were all in the lounge, finished early. She’d just walked in the door after going shopping (with the little bit of money she’d inherited) and there they were, having a meeting with Jeff.
On Thursday morning when she’d gotten up the warehouse had been completely empty. She’d wandered from each loft to see if there was anyone to talk to but there wasn’t. Kyle’s Missus wasn’t even there. Not even one of Michael’s latest shags. There was no Isabel because most of the time she stayed with her sister when she was in town.
Fiona had been kicked out by Max.
Who knew where Tess was. Although, she didn’t really want to speak to her anyway.
All on her own, Liz made a hot drink and sat down by the window, gazing out at the busy city. It seemed unnatural that the warehouse should be so empty when at night it was usually as hectic as the streets.
It was Thursday now (the day before Christmas Eve) and finally the band was there before it got dark outside. She didn’t want to interrupt them during their meeting so she attempted to sneak past with her rustling bags. She was only half way towards the hallway when Max motioned her over with his hand.
Like a lamb she left her purchases where they were and went and sat next to him on the couch. She remembered the night before he’d whispered to her when they were in bed (not having sex), “Don’t worry. We’ll have more time soon. You’re not too bored are you? I don’t want you leaving because it seems hard right now. That’ll change…”
He seemed so panicked that she was going somewhere. He always wanted to know what she was doing and where she planned to go later. He was being unnecessarily clingy.
When she sat down on the couch next to him he put his arm around her shoulders and lifted her legs to rest on his thighs. All this affection! She didn’t know what to do with herself. It was too good, too nice, too everything she wasn’t used to.
She tried to listen to what the meeting was about but it was hard when his smell was so close and his chest touched her arm when he breathed.
Before she knew it Jeff was standing up and the guys were dispersing. The meeting was obviously over.
“Hi,” Max said finally. “Where have you been?”
“I’ve been shopping, you see all those bags?”
“I see them,” he chuckled. “There’s a fucking heap of them, how could I not? What did you buy?”
“Just stuff,” she shrugged.
“Stuff,” he repeated, looking at her and smiling. When he leaned forward and kissed her lips she couldn’t help but moan.
Michael stood in front of them and he also moaned. In repugnance. “God,” he said. “You’d think you guys were in love or somethin’.”
When Liz broke the kiss and looked at Max everything she saw in his face told her that’s exactly what they were. Her heart sped up and her face went red.
“We’re going to get something to eat,” Michael said. “Are you coming?”
Max went to get up but Liz stopped him. “Let’s stay here,” she said quietly while giving him a suggestive look. She thought he’d proven himself by now. Fuck waiting. Waiting for what?
He gulped. “Yeah um, nah you guys go ahead.”
Michael grinned. “Want the place to yourself do ya?”
“Just get the fuck out of here.”
“Want us to bring you something back?” Alex asked.
“Yes.”
Once they’d left Max asked Liz if she wanted a coffee. She shook her head but he went and made himself one anyway. Instead of waiting patiently she gathered up her shopping bags and looked through them, admiring her new things. Like any other girl, she loved new purchases. Some things she’d been in desperate need of…like nylons and underwear. She finally owned a bra!
“Look,” she said to Max, “After all your nagging I bought myself a hat.”
He laughed. “That’ll hardly keep your head warm.”
It was a white crocheted beanie-like thing. She put it on her head and dug into another bag. She also had some new woollen jerseys and a jacket.
Max put a record on and then came back with a cup of steaming coffee and sat down beside her. He rested his head on the back of the couch and yawned.
Liz said, “You’re tired.”
He wiped the wetness from his eyes. “I am. I’m exhausted.”
Liz smiled when she realized he was drinking coffee to keep himself awake. That way he wouldn’t fall asleep and miss out on what she was offering. He gulped it down quickly and then put the cup on the floor.
Practically pressing her lips to his ear she whispered, “Come on, do you want to go to your room?”
He looked at her with wide, happy eyes, “I do, God I do. I’m just so”—he yawned again—“Give me a minute. I just had ultra strong coffee. I’ll be bouncing off the walls soon.” He lay down on his back and rested his head on her lap.
Liz laughed. “We don’t have to,” she said.
“Are you kidding me?” he laughed, “yes we do.”
God, what she felt for him. She leaned down and kissed his mouth tenderly. He moaned and pursed his lips to kiss her back.
Tess and some other girl walked in the door at that moment and looked around. Seeing them, Tess sighed, “Hey, where is everyone?”
Liz straightened up. “They went to get something to eat.”
“Do you know where?” she asked.
Max told her the usual place and then looked at Liz and rolled his eyes. She smiled.
When Tess left Liz didn’t even get a chance to stand; Max lifted her and headed in the direction of the hallway. “Wait!” she cried, “My things! My things!”
Reluctantly, he let her down and she quickly gathered up her bags and then followed him down the hall.
It was almost awkward when they were alone in his room together. Liz guessed they were both nervous. They’d never…what did people call it?...made love before. When they’d fucked there was no emotional attachment.
Liz stepped close to Max and looked up into his face. He swallowed. “Have you forgiven me?”
“I haven’t so much as forgiven you,” she sighed, “but gotten over it.”
She sat down on the bed and leaned back so her weight was resting on her arms. “Now…how quickly can you get naked?”
He laughed. “Count to five.”
“Okay,” she laughed too, “One…Two…”
Max pulled his shirts over his head and started unbuckling his brown leather belt…
“Three…Four…”
He stripped his pants and then bent down to take off his shoes…
“Five.”
Liz gulped and ran her eyes from his feet to his face. Damn, he was gorgeous. “Do you think you can get mine off that quickly?”
He smirked and leaned down to pick up one of her feet. “No, you need much more care,” he said and started to slowly unlace her go-go boots. After he’d removed them she stood up so he could take her skirt and nylons off.
Her poncho and long sleeved shirts were last to go.
When she was finally bare in front of him she scooted into the middle of the mattress and motioned for him to join her.
He put one knee on the bed and leaned forward so his arms rested on either side of her body. As they kissed she lay back and he spread out on top of her, touching her goose bumped flesh with his.
Wanting even more closeness she raised her arms so they went around his neck and her breasts lifted to touch his chest. “Oh…” she sighed happily, her legs automatically spreading. “Max…”
He sighed too and curved his neck forward so he could kiss her collar bone and shoulders. She could feel his arousal resting in-between her damp thighs and there was no better sensation. She found it hard to believe she’d waited so long to do this. She felt silly that she’d doubted his devotion for her when the look in his eyes right now was nothing but love.
Max kissed and sucked her breasts and she heard him mumble, “You have the world’s best tits,” and she laughed. He grinned at her and moved down her body to kiss her stomach. His hands were massaging her hips, her thighs…he couldn’t stop. His hands didn’t stay still and it was causing her immense pleasure.
She reached down to stroke him in return but grew impatient. All she wanted was to have him ride her hard and fast. She’d gone so long without that sensation. Foreplay was completely unnecessary.
She whispered to Max to please just take her now.
He smiled and moved her legs further apart so as to have easy access. She bit her lip and lifted her hips—ready, dying, craving to feel every inch of him
He wasn’t slow to fill her which Liz was very thankful for. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes—thinking: thank GOD.
Max was on his knees thrusting into her elevated hips but soon leaned forward so he was lying on top of her. Liz gasped and sighed in satisfaction. She was in bliss. Her hands were clasping at the blankets but moved to hold around his neck.
Suddenly she wanted to be on top so she rolled them over. Her body was stretched over his. “Max…when you fucked Fiona…” she swallowed and took a breath. It was very hard for her to keep her eyes open. “Max…was she on top of you like this…” she panted. “Or was she underneath you?”
He couldn’t answer. “What?” he panted. There was sweat on his chest and lower stomach.
She paused her movements and rested her weight on her hands. “How did you fuck her?” her eyes were on his.
“She was on top,” he answered breathlessly. “Liz…”
“Am I better?” she asked and slowly started to grind into him again. The power she was feeling in that moment was very arousing. “Do I fuck better?”
He kept his eyes on hers. “You fuck better,” he said, “You do everything better.”
Her movements got faster. “And…?”
“And?” he moaned, his head arched back and his hands clenched into fists. “And…I was thinking about you.”
She bit her lip and moved faster and faster. “You were thinking about me when you fucked her?” she panted. Her eyes closed. She was so close…there was warmth all over her body.
“Yes,” he moaned, “yessss…”
He was first and she followed in a close second. Then while still recovering she rolled off him and spread out on her back on the mattress. Max moved onto his stomach and pressed his body into her side, kissing the corner of her mouth. “If I’d had any idea it would hurt you so much,” he whispered, “I never would have done it. If I’d known for sure you were coming back…” one of his hands came up to touch her flushed cheek. “I was just so unsure about everything…”
She kissed him back, rubbing her body against his again.
Liz wanted him again but she knew he’d need a moment. She could go all night after the last month of celibacy.
Her hands ran through his hair. “Are you going to fall asleep?” she asked.
He swallowed and shook his head. “Not a chance. Not until we’ve done that again. And again…”
She smiled and kissed him. “And again…and again…”
~*~
He was being too gentle with her. All she wanted was him to be rough and unrelenting, even if it meant going against his nature. She tried to tell him but it didn’t make any difference. He was afraid he’d hurt her or something. Which it turned out that’s exactly what she wanted. All she needed was for him to grasp her skin a little harder and bite occasionally, was that too much to ask?
It was getting dark and she was just resting her eyes when she felt him get up from the bed and leave the room. She heard him talking to someone down in the lounge—the guys must have come back—and then she couldn’t guess what he was doing.
Eventually he came back and stretched out on the bed beside her. She felt his lips on her hair, rubbing back and forth and then his hands touched her stomach with something cold. She opened an eye and saw he had an ice cube and was running it in circles around her navel.
She sighed happily and stretched her arms over her head. “Where’d that come from?” she asked.
“The freezer,” he answered, “Always got to have ice for making good alcoholic beverages.”
“What else can you use it for?” she asked devilishly.
“You tell me. Does that feel nice?”
She nodded. “It does, yeah. It would feel good somewhere lower too.”
He laughed. “Whatever you say. I think this is very weird, just so you know.”
“Not that weird,” she mumbled, closing her eyes. He massaged her skin with the ice cube and then her nipples as well so they were hard peaks. Finally he shifted so he was sitting in-between her legs. He was almost hesitant to touch her with it but when he did and she moaned he didn’t hold back.
He ran the ice cube around her nub and it started to melt quite quickly. “You’re too hot,” he joked.
She just moaned.
Max grabbed another couple of ice cubes from the tray he’d brought and prodded them inside her. Leaving them there, he put another in his mouth, cooling his tongue and then he leaned down and licked her out while he was still icy. She enjoyed that a lot, writhing dramatically and moaning. His lips sucked and his tongue prodded until she was nothing but a quivering mess.
“That was so amazing,” she sighed. “Do you want to try?”
Max shook his head frantically. “No way. No ice cubes near me.”
“Why?” she laughed. “Will you shrink?”
“Yes,” he said, trying not to laugh.
Liz decided to go and get some of the food the guys brought back so she got up from the bed on wobbly legs. She yawned and stretched and then went into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later. “Do you think they’d care if I went down there naked?” she grinned. “It’s not like they haven’t seen before. I don’t want to get dressed.”
“I care,” he said. “Only I want to see you naked.”
She rolled her eyes at him and tugged on some underwear and his shirt. “There…” she said, “Happy? I’ll be right back.”
Kyle asked if they were having fun when she walked out and she gave him the finger. They both had a burger each and some cold fries. They ate in bed.
“You need a fire place in here,” she said. “It’s really cold.”
“Get under the covers,” he said.
She asked what he had planned for Christmas day. “I wouldn’t mind being in bed all day…” he winked. “And then in the evening my parents are having a party that I’m supposed to make an appearance at.”
Liz lit a cigarette and took a long drag. “I’m guessing that wouldn’t let me into that party.”
“You didn’t make that bad a first impression.”
“Ha!” she exclaimed.
~*~
there you go...thanks everyone,
~nicola
The band was in the studio for another full three days. They left early and came back to the warehouse grumpy and exhausted late in the evening. A handful of days over Christmas were free to relax but straight after that they were back to work.
Liz was getting bored and was relieved when one afternoon they were all in the lounge, finished early. She’d just walked in the door after going shopping (with the little bit of money she’d inherited) and there they were, having a meeting with Jeff.
On Thursday morning when she’d gotten up the warehouse had been completely empty. She’d wandered from each loft to see if there was anyone to talk to but there wasn’t. Kyle’s Missus wasn’t even there. Not even one of Michael’s latest shags. There was no Isabel because most of the time she stayed with her sister when she was in town.
Fiona had been kicked out by Max.
Who knew where Tess was. Although, she didn’t really want to speak to her anyway.
All on her own, Liz made a hot drink and sat down by the window, gazing out at the busy city. It seemed unnatural that the warehouse should be so empty when at night it was usually as hectic as the streets.
It was Thursday now (the day before Christmas Eve) and finally the band was there before it got dark outside. She didn’t want to interrupt them during their meeting so she attempted to sneak past with her rustling bags. She was only half way towards the hallway when Max motioned her over with his hand.
Like a lamb she left her purchases where they were and went and sat next to him on the couch. She remembered the night before he’d whispered to her when they were in bed (not having sex), “Don’t worry. We’ll have more time soon. You’re not too bored are you? I don’t want you leaving because it seems hard right now. That’ll change…”
He seemed so panicked that she was going somewhere. He always wanted to know what she was doing and where she planned to go later. He was being unnecessarily clingy.
When she sat down on the couch next to him he put his arm around her shoulders and lifted her legs to rest on his thighs. All this affection! She didn’t know what to do with herself. It was too good, too nice, too everything she wasn’t used to.
She tried to listen to what the meeting was about but it was hard when his smell was so close and his chest touched her arm when he breathed.
Before she knew it Jeff was standing up and the guys were dispersing. The meeting was obviously over.
“Hi,” Max said finally. “Where have you been?”
“I’ve been shopping, you see all those bags?”
“I see them,” he chuckled. “There’s a fucking heap of them, how could I not? What did you buy?”
“Just stuff,” she shrugged.
“Stuff,” he repeated, looking at her and smiling. When he leaned forward and kissed her lips she couldn’t help but moan.
Michael stood in front of them and he also moaned. In repugnance. “God,” he said. “You’d think you guys were in love or somethin’.”
When Liz broke the kiss and looked at Max everything she saw in his face told her that’s exactly what they were. Her heart sped up and her face went red.
“We’re going to get something to eat,” Michael said. “Are you coming?”
Max went to get up but Liz stopped him. “Let’s stay here,” she said quietly while giving him a suggestive look. She thought he’d proven himself by now. Fuck waiting. Waiting for what?
He gulped. “Yeah um, nah you guys go ahead.”
Michael grinned. “Want the place to yourself do ya?”
“Just get the fuck out of here.”
“Want us to bring you something back?” Alex asked.
“Yes.”
Once they’d left Max asked Liz if she wanted a coffee. She shook her head but he went and made himself one anyway. Instead of waiting patiently she gathered up her shopping bags and looked through them, admiring her new things. Like any other girl, she loved new purchases. Some things she’d been in desperate need of…like nylons and underwear. She finally owned a bra!
“Look,” she said to Max, “After all your nagging I bought myself a hat.”
He laughed. “That’ll hardly keep your head warm.”
It was a white crocheted beanie-like thing. She put it on her head and dug into another bag. She also had some new woollen jerseys and a jacket.
Max put a record on and then came back with a cup of steaming coffee and sat down beside her. He rested his head on the back of the couch and yawned.
Liz said, “You’re tired.”
He wiped the wetness from his eyes. “I am. I’m exhausted.”
Liz smiled when she realized he was drinking coffee to keep himself awake. That way he wouldn’t fall asleep and miss out on what she was offering. He gulped it down quickly and then put the cup on the floor.
Practically pressing her lips to his ear she whispered, “Come on, do you want to go to your room?”
He looked at her with wide, happy eyes, “I do, God I do. I’m just so”—he yawned again—“Give me a minute. I just had ultra strong coffee. I’ll be bouncing off the walls soon.” He lay down on his back and rested his head on her lap.
Liz laughed. “We don’t have to,” she said.
“Are you kidding me?” he laughed, “yes we do.”
God, what she felt for him. She leaned down and kissed his mouth tenderly. He moaned and pursed his lips to kiss her back.
Tess and some other girl walked in the door at that moment and looked around. Seeing them, Tess sighed, “Hey, where is everyone?”
Liz straightened up. “They went to get something to eat.”
“Do you know where?” she asked.
Max told her the usual place and then looked at Liz and rolled his eyes. She smiled.
When Tess left Liz didn’t even get a chance to stand; Max lifted her and headed in the direction of the hallway. “Wait!” she cried, “My things! My things!”
Reluctantly, he let her down and she quickly gathered up her bags and then followed him down the hall.
It was almost awkward when they were alone in his room together. Liz guessed they were both nervous. They’d never…what did people call it?...made love before. When they’d fucked there was no emotional attachment.
Liz stepped close to Max and looked up into his face. He swallowed. “Have you forgiven me?”
“I haven’t so much as forgiven you,” she sighed, “but gotten over it.”
She sat down on the bed and leaned back so her weight was resting on her arms. “Now…how quickly can you get naked?”
He laughed. “Count to five.”
“Okay,” she laughed too, “One…Two…”
Max pulled his shirts over his head and started unbuckling his brown leather belt…
“Three…Four…”
He stripped his pants and then bent down to take off his shoes…
“Five.”
Liz gulped and ran her eyes from his feet to his face. Damn, he was gorgeous. “Do you think you can get mine off that quickly?”
He smirked and leaned down to pick up one of her feet. “No, you need much more care,” he said and started to slowly unlace her go-go boots. After he’d removed them she stood up so he could take her skirt and nylons off.
Her poncho and long sleeved shirts were last to go.
When she was finally bare in front of him she scooted into the middle of the mattress and motioned for him to join her.
He put one knee on the bed and leaned forward so his arms rested on either side of her body. As they kissed she lay back and he spread out on top of her, touching her goose bumped flesh with his.
Wanting even more closeness she raised her arms so they went around his neck and her breasts lifted to touch his chest. “Oh…” she sighed happily, her legs automatically spreading. “Max…”
He sighed too and curved his neck forward so he could kiss her collar bone and shoulders. She could feel his arousal resting in-between her damp thighs and there was no better sensation. She found it hard to believe she’d waited so long to do this. She felt silly that she’d doubted his devotion for her when the look in his eyes right now was nothing but love.
Max kissed and sucked her breasts and she heard him mumble, “You have the world’s best tits,” and she laughed. He grinned at her and moved down her body to kiss her stomach. His hands were massaging her hips, her thighs…he couldn’t stop. His hands didn’t stay still and it was causing her immense pleasure.
She reached down to stroke him in return but grew impatient. All she wanted was to have him ride her hard and fast. She’d gone so long without that sensation. Foreplay was completely unnecessary.
She whispered to Max to please just take her now.
He smiled and moved her legs further apart so as to have easy access. She bit her lip and lifted her hips—ready, dying, craving to feel every inch of him
He wasn’t slow to fill her which Liz was very thankful for. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes—thinking: thank GOD.
Max was on his knees thrusting into her elevated hips but soon leaned forward so he was lying on top of her. Liz gasped and sighed in satisfaction. She was in bliss. Her hands were clasping at the blankets but moved to hold around his neck.
Suddenly she wanted to be on top so she rolled them over. Her body was stretched over his. “Max…when you fucked Fiona…” she swallowed and took a breath. It was very hard for her to keep her eyes open. “Max…was she on top of you like this…” she panted. “Or was she underneath you?”
He couldn’t answer. “What?” he panted. There was sweat on his chest and lower stomach.
She paused her movements and rested her weight on her hands. “How did you fuck her?” her eyes were on his.
“She was on top,” he answered breathlessly. “Liz…”
“Am I better?” she asked and slowly started to grind into him again. The power she was feeling in that moment was very arousing. “Do I fuck better?”
He kept his eyes on hers. “You fuck better,” he said, “You do everything better.”
Her movements got faster. “And…?”
“And?” he moaned, his head arched back and his hands clenched into fists. “And…I was thinking about you.”
She bit her lip and moved faster and faster. “You were thinking about me when you fucked her?” she panted. Her eyes closed. She was so close…there was warmth all over her body.
“Yes,” he moaned, “yessss…”
He was first and she followed in a close second. Then while still recovering she rolled off him and spread out on her back on the mattress. Max moved onto his stomach and pressed his body into her side, kissing the corner of her mouth. “If I’d had any idea it would hurt you so much,” he whispered, “I never would have done it. If I’d known for sure you were coming back…” one of his hands came up to touch her flushed cheek. “I was just so unsure about everything…”
She kissed him back, rubbing her body against his again.
Liz wanted him again but she knew he’d need a moment. She could go all night after the last month of celibacy.
Her hands ran through his hair. “Are you going to fall asleep?” she asked.
He swallowed and shook his head. “Not a chance. Not until we’ve done that again. And again…”
She smiled and kissed him. “And again…and again…”
~*~
He was being too gentle with her. All she wanted was him to be rough and unrelenting, even if it meant going against his nature. She tried to tell him but it didn’t make any difference. He was afraid he’d hurt her or something. Which it turned out that’s exactly what she wanted. All she needed was for him to grasp her skin a little harder and bite occasionally, was that too much to ask?
It was getting dark and she was just resting her eyes when she felt him get up from the bed and leave the room. She heard him talking to someone down in the lounge—the guys must have come back—and then she couldn’t guess what he was doing.
Eventually he came back and stretched out on the bed beside her. She felt his lips on her hair, rubbing back and forth and then his hands touched her stomach with something cold. She opened an eye and saw he had an ice cube and was running it in circles around her navel.
She sighed happily and stretched her arms over her head. “Where’d that come from?” she asked.
“The freezer,” he answered, “Always got to have ice for making good alcoholic beverages.”
“What else can you use it for?” she asked devilishly.
“You tell me. Does that feel nice?”
She nodded. “It does, yeah. It would feel good somewhere lower too.”
He laughed. “Whatever you say. I think this is very weird, just so you know.”
“Not that weird,” she mumbled, closing her eyes. He massaged her skin with the ice cube and then her nipples as well so they were hard peaks. Finally he shifted so he was sitting in-between her legs. He was almost hesitant to touch her with it but when he did and she moaned he didn’t hold back.
He ran the ice cube around her nub and it started to melt quite quickly. “You’re too hot,” he joked.
She just moaned.
Max grabbed another couple of ice cubes from the tray he’d brought and prodded them inside her. Leaving them there, he put another in his mouth, cooling his tongue and then he leaned down and licked her out while he was still icy. She enjoyed that a lot, writhing dramatically and moaning. His lips sucked and his tongue prodded until she was nothing but a quivering mess.
“That was so amazing,” she sighed. “Do you want to try?”
Max shook his head frantically. “No way. No ice cubes near me.”
“Why?” she laughed. “Will you shrink?”
“Yes,” he said, trying not to laugh.
Liz decided to go and get some of the food the guys brought back so she got up from the bed on wobbly legs. She yawned and stretched and then went into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later. “Do you think they’d care if I went down there naked?” she grinned. “It’s not like they haven’t seen before. I don’t want to get dressed.”
“I care,” he said. “Only I want to see you naked.”
She rolled her eyes at him and tugged on some underwear and his shirt. “There…” she said, “Happy? I’ll be right back.”
Kyle asked if they were having fun when she walked out and she gave him the finger. They both had a burger each and some cold fries. They ate in bed.
“You need a fire place in here,” she said. “It’s really cold.”
“Get under the covers,” he said.
She asked what he had planned for Christmas day. “I wouldn’t mind being in bed all day…” he winked. “And then in the evening my parents are having a party that I’m supposed to make an appearance at.”
Liz lit a cigarette and took a long drag. “I’m guessing that wouldn’t let me into that party.”
“You didn’t make that bad a first impression.”
“Ha!” she exclaimed.
~*~
there you go...thanks everyone,
~nicola