Roswell Fanatics

Title: My kind of exercise

Author: Cassie

Disclaimer: The characters of Roswell belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz and WB. No infringement is intended.

Couples: Max and Liz centered

Rating: Adult

Summary: Liz finds that a new experience is much more enjoyable than she had anticipated.

AN: This is just going to be a fairly short piece, but is my first Adult fic, so feedback is much appreciated. I'd like to thanks behrbabe for the awesome banner and Steph for being an excellent beta! The prologue is fairly short.








Prologue


Liz glanced around at the other people in the room nervously. This was her first time and she was feeling quite anxious.

Having sworn time and time again that she would never partake in this kind of activity, she couldn’t believe that she was actually here.

She could feel her heart beat racing but nobody even glanced at her as they continued on with their own business.

She was surprised to see an older woman in the corner, who would be at least 50. She didn’t expect to see someone of that age group here.

As she glanced around, Liz caught the eye of her friend Maria who gave her a reassuring smile.

Feeling a little bit more confident she took another step forward as she continued to examine her surroundings.

She spotted some instruments at the side of the room, looking at them in confusion. Was she supposed to know how to use them?

She didn’t want to make a fool of herself.

Maria looked so comfortable in her surroundings, but then again she’d been here many times before.

The place was a lot more spacious then it looked like from the outside. And it was brightly lit.

Liz pulled down at the bottom of her shorts, trying to cover up as much of her legs as possible.

Finally she saw someone walk up towards the front. She caught sight of the back of his lean frame and brown hair as he made his way up to the podium.

Knowing that her hair was going to distort her view, she quickly pulled it back in to ponytail.

As the music started, she couldn’t help but wonder how in the world did she get dragged to her first aerobics class?

AN: Thanks for everyone that took the time to leave feedback. This isn't a very long fic, and I'll be posting fairly regularly. And thanks for being do quick Steph!
Ginger: Thanks
Natalie: That was all part of my plan!
Jan: You guessed right. He ill make an appearance
roswell4life: Thanks. Behrbabe did an excellent job
Hunter: Thanks
Ladylou: That was the idea. Glad you're liking it so far




Part One:


Liz was surprised by the sexy baritone voice as the instructor introduced himself.

“Hi, I’m Max and I’ll be your instructor today. Is there anyone here new to body pump?”

Self consciously Liz slowly raised her hand while Max looked around the class trying to locate the newcomers.

“Okay guys, I’d suggest starting off with the lower weights if you want to feel your arms tomorrow.” Max continued to give them more advice about weights and technique as Liz tried her hardest to listen to what he was saying.

It all sounded a fair bit more complicated than she had anticipated.

Maria and her were right at the back of the class so she had to strain to listen to him over the music.

It didn’t help that Max’s voice caused delicious chills to run up Liz’s arms, and she found herself staring, actually gawking, at his body instead of listening.

Not that he was wearing anything out of the ordinary, but the shorts and singlet he was wearing highlighted his defined arms and legs perfectly.

They started off with a warm up using a bar. They moved the bar up above their heads, and back down.

Next they bent their knees and pulled the bar up towards their stomachs.

Liz was a bit confused by this manoeuvre. The rest of the class seemed to anticipate what was coming up next, and were ready before Max even said what they were doing next.

As she viewed her reflection in the mirrors at the front of the class she cringed at how out of time she was.

Everyone else was moving in almost perfect unison – moving the bar down to their knees slowly and then quickly back up.

But Liz was always at least a beat behind; while everyone was moving up, she was still coming down from the last repetition.

Then it was time for push ups. Liz hated push ups with a vengeance.

Luckily, Max seemed to share that view and declared that they only had to do 16 push ups, but they had to attempt every single one.

It was much more painful then she had imagined. By the third one her arms were burning but she couldn’t help but chuckle when Max counted down the number of push ups they had left to do, “121, 120, 119.”

She glanced at Maria, who was doing her push ups on a mat facing her mouthing the words, “I’m going to kill you.”

Maria just laughed, and continued her push ups.

“Cow,“ Liz muttered under her breath. Maria didn’t even seem to be out of breath, performing the push ups with a big smile on her face.

Liz gave a huge sigh of relief when they were done.

It was time for squats and everyone placed the bar just behind their heads, resting it on the top of their back.

Liz followed their example, a little bit unsure if she was placing it in the right position.

Boy did Liz’s thighs burn midway through the track.

Her face burnt even more as Max kept telling them to clench their bottoms as they moved back up to a standing position.

She could imagine how it would feel if other muscles of her were clencing… but she couldn’t lose her focus as she started to daydream about the instructor.

Max was a really good instructor though. He kept telling them how much longer they had to go in each track, trying to keep them motivated.

Now they had all moved on to their back on their step, ready to work on their chest muscles.

Liz found it really difficult to keep up as she couldn’t see what everyone was doing.

She turned her head to the side and tried to follow the person next to her.

Max came around to check out everyone’s form, and paused beside her.

He held his arms straight in front of him and moved them wider.

Liz must have still looked confused so he mouthed, “wider.”

Liz still didn’t catch on, so he moved even closer trying to imitate that she should move her hands across the bar bringing them closer to their respective ends.

Liz smiled at him shyly; she was so embarrassed her face was turning red.

Max seemed to understand how uncomfortable she felt, and he winked at her before moving along.

Liz practically swooned at the sight, and her bar almost fell out of her arms. She tried to regain control of it, making more of an effort to focus on the class, and not on Max.

It wasn’t long till they were finally finished. Liz’s legs felt shaky and her arms wobbly.

She hobbled out of class hoping to catch Max’s eye but he was talking to another girl who was having knee problems.

In the end, Liz had to admit that she had enjoyed the class, maybe even if Max hadn’t been present...

AN: Thanks Jan and destiny for the feedback. This is just a short part, but hopefully will build up your anticipation for the next one!




Part Two:


Liz couldn’t help the sigh of disappointment that left her the following week when she walked into class and there was a blonde girl standing in the instructors spot.

Maria mistook her sigh as a groan and leaned over and whispered, “Makes you wonder sometimes…”

Worried that Maria was on to her, she tried to school her expression into one of confusion before saying, “huh?”

“My legs hurt so much after this class, sometimes I wonder why I keep coming back!” Maria explained before running off to get a mat.

Liz knew exactly why she had come back, but she didn’t want to share that information with Maria.

Struggling to swallow her disappointment Liz tried to focus on what the replacement instructor was saying.

She didn’t mention why Max wasn’t there but she did assure the class that he would be there next week.

Liz could not wait for that…

AN: Thanks for everyone that has left feedback, and Steph for being so great!
POM: I didn't make you wait too long..
Jan: No particular reason, but I guarantee that he will be present in this part
Hunter: Thanks, and see above
Carrie: Thanks, I probably would have too!
destinyc: This parts a longer one so enjoy!




Part Three:


The next week the weather forecast was 98°. This would have been the best excuse to get out of class, but there was no way that Liz was ditching. No matter how hot it was.

In fact she was the first person in to the room in this week.

During the past week Liz had had a lot of time to think. And she’d decided that she was going to ask Max out.

After all there was only one way to find out if he was single and interested.

She just needed to find a way to ask him without Maria noticing.

Surely a man as gorgeous as him would be seeing someone, that’s why she didn’t want any witnesses. But she didn’t want to regret not doing anything later on.

Looking around she realised that Maria was late. After she had set up her step and bar, she quickly checked her phone and found a message from Maria.

Can’t make it2day. Need to set up V Day surprise. Call me when u get out

Liz had tried her utmost to try and forget that Valentine’s Day was right around the corner as she was yet again single. She dreaded this time of year, with all the lovey dovey couples and all of the commercialisation.

Deep down she just wished that she had someone to share this day with, but so far her timing had always been off.

Maria and her boyfriend Michael had been dating for ages, and they always managed to make a big production out of Valentine’s Day. Each year trying to out do the previous one.

As happy as she was with her life at the moment she couldn’t help but be jealous of Maria’s solid relationship. Michael was surprisingly very romantic considering his gruff exterior.

Liz was glad that Maria had found someone that treated her so well.

Looking around she noticed that only a few others had managed to show up today. No doubt the heat had scared them all away. But Max seemed perfectly happy at the front, making jokes about the extreme weather.

Liz found class much harder than last week because of the heat. Liz could feel beads of perspiration roll down the back of her neck during the warm up.

It felt like she wouldn’t be able to make it through the class, but she tried her best.

During the class Liz felt as though Max’s eyes lingered on her in particular. She didn’t know if it was because of wishful thinking or a by product of the heat but she couldn’t stop the shivers she felt through her body as she felt his gaze.

As they lay on their backs stretching at the end of class, Liz racked her brain for something to start up a conversation with Max about. She couldn’t just straight ask him out. Liz had never been particularly bold. She’d never actually asked a guy out before, preferring to be pursued.

She slowly took her weights off the bar, trying to wait for the others to leave, knowing that Max had to wait until all the participants had left.

Luckily for her she stumbled slightly as she picked up her bag from the back of the room. Unfortunately that meant that she was sprawled out on the floor, with the contents of her bag strewn around. However it did mean that Max had well and truly noticed her.

There were no words to describe the level of mortification that Liz felt. If she could have died at that moment she would have, gladly, if that meant she didn’t have to face Max.

She heard him quickly move towards her and she tried to sit up and quickly gather up her belongings but he beat her to it.

A red faced Max had picked up her wallet, phone keys, lipstick…. As well as her royal blue lacy bra.

And Liz had thought that her face couldn’t get any redder.

She quickly snatched up the items he held out and shoved them back into her bag.

She cursed herself for changing into a sports bra before class, thereby allowing Max to see and better yet touch her undergarments.

Max didn’t seem fazed as she snatched up her things rather abruptly and softly asked, “Are you okay Miss?”

“Fine,” Liz replied trying not to meet his gaze.

She did take up the hand he offered however as he helped her to her feet.

She felt a bit unsteady, but that could be attributed to her close proximity to Max. she winced slightly as she tried to put some weight on her left foot.

“That doesn’t look too good,” Max said looking very concerned.

He slowly helped her to the ground before examining her ankle more closely.

“May I?” he asked, pointing to her shoe with his head.

Realising that she still held one of his hands in hers, Liz nodded quickly before releasing his hand.

She instantly missed his presence, but then he took of her shoe and sock and she felt his hands on her feet as he examined her ankle.

“Liz,” she said, before clamping one hand over her mouth in reflex.

“Sorry?” Max asked.

“Oh, I just thought that since I know your name, you might want to know mine.” Liz couldn’t even look at him as she talked. This day was already at the top of her most embarrassing list.

Max forced her to meet his gaze, as he tilted her head up with his hands. “Lovely to meet you Lizzz.”

The way he said her name, Liz was surprised that she didn’t just explode, right there.
He softly caressed her ankle, making her turn her foot in one direction and then in the other.

Then he ran his hands up along her leg, massaging her calf.

Liz bit back a groan and struggled to maintain her composure.

After examining it for a while, Max seemed confident that there was no real damage to her ankle.

“I think that you should be fine,” he said. “Just try not to walk too much for the next few days”

Liz was disappointed when he pulled his hands off her and helped her to her feet.

But Max slung one of her arms across his neck telling her to lean in to him.

“Can’t have my favourite student getting injured, now can I?”

Liz walked along side Max loving the feel of her body pressed in to his.

Max insisted in walking her to her car and ensuring that she got in it safely. After reassuring him that she was fine to drive, he softly kissed the top of her forehead before walking away.

“See you next week Liz,” he called out over his shoulder.

It took several moments before Liz could think coherently. The feel of his lips on her skin had felt electric.

She hadn’t been able to gather the nerve to ask him out. At first she had been too embarrassed but once his hands were on her, she hadn’t had a single lucid thought until now.

Liz couldn’t believe that she had insisted she was fine to drive. She could have made him take her home, and then should have offered him a drink to repay him for his kindness, and she knew just where that would lead.

She hit her head against her steering wheel, cursing her independent streak.

One thing was for sure; Liz didn’t know how she was going to survive another week until she saw him again.

The anticipation might just kill her…..

AN: Thanks everyone for reading and to Steph for being so great!.
destinyc: You'll see in this part just how much he likes her compared to the rest of his students
Mary mary: Good things come to those who wait!
Natalie: This part's not as funny but I hope you enjoy it anyway
Jan: No problems. If that happened to me I'd be mortified.
Carrie: Glad you're enjoying it!
Sarammlover: You said it. I totally agree.
Hunter: It might not be between the gym equipment but it will happen!




Part Four:


This time Liz knew that she wasn’t imagining it when Max winked at her as she made her way into class.

She wanted to go over and say something to him but was distracted when she heard Maria call out her name. Cursing her presence Liz made her way over to her.

She couldn’t really be angry with her, as it was because of Maria that she had been dragged along to this class in the first place. If she had continued to resist, then she never would have met Max.

This past week had been pure torture for her. She’d awakened from delicious dreams feeling aroused and wet. She couldn’t stop thinking of him.

She would imagine those tanned hands of his on other parts of her body.

She had never physically wanted someone as much as she did him.

She’d confided her infatuation with a good friend of hers and Isabel had taken her shopping to acquire the ultimate designer gym gear.

She had said that Liz needed to wear flattering clothes that would give her confidence. So today Liz was wearing a white tank top with three quarter length tights that were like a second skin.

Of course, Maria immediately wanted to know where she had picked up her new clothes from.

The entire week had been hot with temperatures barely decreasing past 100. Luckily this meant that there weren’t too many participants in class, but it did make the exercises that much harder.

She knew that her body would ache tomorrow.

Through the squat track Max came around to check out their technique and once again paused beside her.

This time though he came up right behind her, placing his hands on top of hers and slid her hands towards the centre of the bar until they were the same width apart as her shoulders.

She leant back into him so that her bottom came in to contact with his hard body, and softly giggled as he quickly moved away from her.

She didn’t feel disappointed though as she had felt the evidence of how much Max wanted her.

This would make it a lot easier for her to ask him out. Isabel had coached her on a variety of cute pick up lines and she was ready and confident to approach him after class.

Unfortunately someone was asking Max questions as Maria and Liz made their way out at the end of class.

There were only two guys in the class this week so after stopping in the girls’ lockers room to fix up her hair, Liz found herself outside the boys’ locker room. She was going to wait for Max and finally ask him out.

She’d ditched Maria and prayed that her friend wouldn’t be too angry. Just think, Liz might have a Valentine of her own this year.

After a few minutes she grew impatient.

All the other cardio group classes had been cancelled due to the heat so there weren’t very many people around.

Worried that she may have missed him, Liz decided to peer inside.

She couldn’t hear anything so she walked in. There was nobody in sight, so she moved past the first set of lockers in search of Max.

And there he was….

Liz couldn’t help her sharp intake of breath as she struggled to keep breathing.

He was facing away from her rummaging around his bag. He’d obviously just had a shower as his hair was still wet.

Unfortunately, he was wearing his shorts, but she could see the sculpted muscles of his back. He looked as though he was about to pull on a t-shirt.

Liz let a slight groan of disappointment and he turned around and their eyes locked.

After their original confusion, Liz could see the desire smouldering in their depths.

And in that moment Liz snapped.

Maybe it was because of the heat, maybe it was because of a lack of sleep. But one thing was for sure, Liz couldn’t take it anymore.

She strode across the locker room and grabbed the back of his neck and brought her lips up to meet his.

At first he resisted but as she applied more pressure he melted and opened his mouth allowing her tongue access.

As Max started to respond Liz loosened her grip on his neck and her fingers started playing with his hair; twirling and gently pulling his damp locks.

Already this was much more pleasurable than any of Liz’s previous escapades, and they hadn’t even gotten to the good stuff yet.

Max pushed Liz backwards until her back hit some lockers. His hands came up and entwined with hers and he moved them up above her head, all without breaking their kiss.

He pinned her hands there with his, and started exploring her body with his lips. He started off by gently licking her right ear. He bit the bottom of her ear lobe before kissing it better.

Liz struggled to remain standing.

He moved across her face, gently caressing her jaw line until he reached her other ear and proceeded to give it the same treatment.

Liz tried to get her hands out his grasp, but Max wouldn’t relent.

His strong hands held her in place, leaving her totally at his mercy.

Max pressed soft kisses along her collarbone, making his way down to her breasts.

Realising that she would be unable to escape from his grasp, Liz started writhing her body against his rhythmically.

She loved the sounds that he made when he felt the pressure of her soft breasts against his hard chest.

Max released her hands but softly whispered in her ear, “if you leave them there, I’ll make sure you’re rewarded.”

Liz obediently left her hands in place as he stepped back to observe his handy work.

She was breathing heavily; her lips were red and swollen. She was unable to keep her eyes open to observe him, with all the overwhelming pleasure she was feeling.

Her white skin contrasted with the dark grey cool metal of the lockers.

She whimpered, missing him, but all too quickly he was back pressing against her. Kissing her neck.

This time though he had his hands and made full use of them.

He gently groped her upper thigh before moving his hands up her sides.

They rested for a while at the swell of her hips, before they made their way up to below her breastbone.

Liz forced his legs apart with hers so that she could settle between his more comfortably.

She continued moving her body against his, delighting in the friction it evoked.

Max’s lips had moved down to her breasts and he latched on to one, sucking on the tight nipple through the sheer material.

Liz’s knees gave out and Max had to steady her; pressing her in to the metal even more. Making sure there was no space at all between their bodies and no where for her to move.

Just as Max had turned his attention to her other breast, they heard footsteps approaching them…

AN: Thanks to everyone that left me feedback. I was blown away. I'd also like to thanks Steph!
Jan: Sorry about that. I'm really glad your enjoying it. I've been very nervous about posting/writing this.
abbs007: Thanks for reading
Hunter: Thanks!
Lena: I'm back, but you probably want Part Six!
destiny: It is annoying for them, but I promise they will find an interruption free zone soon
Natalie: I couldn't resist! Besides the anticipation is the best part
roswell4life: If only it was that easy
mary mary: I agree
POM: I'm glad you are enjoying this
azure: In this case not Maria, but you'll find that out below
sarammlover: Thanks. I hope you enjoy this part



Part Five:

They jolted apart as fast as humanly possible.

Liz looked around, trying to find somewhere to hide, but the footsteps were getting louder very quickly.

She caught a glance at Max’s dishevelled appearance, and he looked so sexy she almost forgot about the reason behind their interruption.

She quickly ran her fingers through her hair and smoothed down her clothes and she tried to regain her breath.

Max ran a frustrated hand through his own hair, taking deep breaths struggling to remain in control.

A young man walked past, without even looking at their direction, stark naked.

Liz tried to avert her eyes, not realising what she would be seeing.

She glanced anxiously in his direction, but it didn’t sound like he was coming back.

Liz and Max looked at each other now, embarrassed at how quickly they had gotten caught up in the heat of the moment.

Liz’s face was becoming red again, and she didn’t know what to do in this sort of situation.

Just as she was about to bolt, Max took one of her arms and pulled her towards him.

He softly brushed his lips across her, pushing wayward strands of her hair out of the way.

“What do you say we get out of here?” Max asked.

Liz could only nod. Even though this kiss wasn’t as passionate as the other ones they had shared earlier, she could still feel it right down to her toes.

Max grabbed his stuff, and without bothering to put on a shirt they made their way out of the gym.

Liz still felt really awkward, but Max was drawing circles with his thumb on her hand, keeping her from thinking in too much detail.

In no time at all they were at her car.

Before they parted Max kissed her just as gently, leaning her in to the side of the car.

She got in, and wound down her window so that she could still talk to Max.

He looked at the ground before gently asking, “Would you like to go out with me sometime?”

“You mean like a date?” Liz questioned, wanting to make sure.

“Uh huh,” Max replied, trying not to look too eager.

“Fantastic.” Liz replied. “How about Saturday?”

“Sorry,” Max said looking very disappointed. “I’m going to visit my sister in Seattle. What about Friday?”

“Oh, I have a work function that night. What about Monday?”

But Max was taking a class that night, filling in for another instructor.

In the end it turned out the next time they were both free was next Thursday. Max and Liz eagerly locked in a date for Valentine’s Day.

Luckily they’d still see each other in class on Tuesday. Nine days felt like a life time to be apart…..





Liz wore some more of her designer gym clothes to class the following week.

She wished that she had gotten Max’s number the week before, but it had completely slipped her mind amidst all the pleasurable sensations in the locker room.

A whole week without contact was too long.

She made sure that she was extra early to class this week, and had even applied the tinniest amount of lip gloss in her efforts to be presentable.

She didn’t have to wait long for Max to arrive.

He was wearing shorts and another fairly tight singlet showing off his toned arms and legs.

She blushed as she remembered how strong they felt when he had enveloped her in his arms.

The weather was much cooler this week, so neither of them was covered in sweat, yet.

“How’ve you been?” Max asked as he guided in her to the room with his hands resting on her shoulders.

“Great!”

“Good,” he replied looking down at her smiling face.

They both leant in closer, but before their lips could touch people began filing in.

They gave up their conversation, and got ready for class.

Maria arrived just before class started, turning all of Liz’s attention away from Max as she helped her set up her step before they began.

Max’s music taste was very interesting this week. In the past it had just been happy, dance music.

This week the bicep track was ‘Save me’ by Evanescence.

Maria couldn’t help blurting out, “Save me from the biceps,” at the end of the track. Everyone around them giggled.

The back track was “Dontcha” by the Pussycat Dolls.

Liz caught Max’s eyes a couple of times during this track and could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

The best track of the class had to be “Workout” by Kanye West which he saved for the abdominal track.

It was a heavily edited version but Liz couldn’t help singing along with the words she knew as she did her crunches.

1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this

It's a party tonight and ooh she's so excited
Tell me who's invited: you, your friends and my dick

1 and you brought 2 friends OK 3 more now hop in the Benz
Four door do you know the difference between a 5, 6, 7, 8
All the mocha lattes you gotta do Pilates

That's right put in work
Move your ass, go wizzerk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve (Stop!)
It's Kanye's workout plan (Ok bring)
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (I know y'all ain't tired)

The biggest surprise of the class was during the squat track though.

Max came around to check out everyone’s form like normal, and as he passed Liz he tapped her arse slightly.

Liz was so shocked, she almost dropped her bar.

She missed a few squats as she tried to regain her balance and rhythm.

Unfortunately Maria noticed, and wiggled her eyebrows at Liz suggestively.

Liz knew that she was going to have to tell her something now, but was hoping to buy some time until after their date.

She tried to focus on the squats, but Max kept telling them to squeeze their butts as they came back up to a standing position.

“Can you feel it squeezing?” Liz could only think of the perfectly sculpted arse that belonged to Max, and how she couldn’t wait to see it.

“You can’t squeeze and smile,” he told her cheekily.

As soon as class was finished Maria started pushing her for information, but luckily Max came up and asked her to wait for him.

As Maria left she mouthed, “Call me.”

Knowing that she’d have to spend the next few days dodging her calls, Liz pretended to rummage around in her bag as she waited for everyone to leave.

Once they were all gone, Max laced his fingers through hers and picked up her bag.

They walked to Liz’s car again in silence.

“I can’t wait till Thursday,” Max said in between kisses.

“Me too.”

This time it was even harder than last week to say goodbye, but they would meet again in two sleeps!

AN: Thanks for everyone that is reading, and everyone that left feedback. Only one more part to go after this! Thanks again to my great beta Steph!
destiny: They will definitely have some private time.
confusedfool: Thanks!
Ginger: Lol. I'm not sure how important, but it will be very memorable hopefully
abbs07: Thanks
Emz: Me too. Unfortunately I also just walk around with a limp for days after without any of Liz's fringe benefits!
Jan: Thanks so much. You're like my own cheerleader. I really appreciate it. Hope you like this part too!



Part Six:


Finally the day of the big date rolled around.

Liz was a bit early to arrive at the restaurant, and perused the nearby shops for a few minutes to calm her nerves.

She was coming straight from her office, as she didn’t want to have to go back across town to her place for Max to pick her up.

Liz was very anxious. She was very physically attracted to Max, but they hadn’t really spent very much time together with any talking involved without an audience.

Adding to her anxiety was the fact that it was Valentine’s day.

She was not sure if she was supposed to buy Max anything. After all it was not like they were really dating. On the other hand, she worried that she was being too blasé about the whole affair.

Taking a couple of deep breaths, she headed back towards the restaurant.

Max was waiting for her out the front. He had a single yellow rose for her in his hands.

They kissed on the cheek in greeting before making their way inside.

She felt so comfortable with his hands on her lower back guiding her, that she felt like they had done this many times before.

There was a bit of awkwardness when they sat down.

Not knowing exactly what to say and where to look, they both spent some time studying the menu.

Breaking the silence Liz asked, “So how did you become an instructor?”

It had all started with Max helping out a friend one time, and eventually worked in to a more permanent position.

And after that conversation flowed really well throughout their meal.

Liz was surprised to find out how insightful and witty Max was. He made her laugh harder than she had in ages.

He was also really intelligent, and she found out all about his ‘day job’ as he called it. Max only took one class a week at the gym to help him keep in shape.

She was really glad that Maria attended that class.

All too quickly dinner was over.

They stood outside the restaurant for a while, enjoying the breeze on the warm night.

Max had taken a cab to meet Liz, as he usually preferred cycling. Obviously Liz offered to drop him home, and he graciously accepted.

Max lived not far from the restaurant, and it didn’t take long for them to reach his apartment complex.

“Did you want to come up?” Max asked, not even bothering to ask her if she wanted coffee.

They both knew that they would be continuing on with what had been interrupted in the locker room the previous week.

“Sure,” Liz said, trying not to sound too excited.

She found somewhere to park for the night and as soon as she stopped the engine Max darted around to open her door for her.

Liz had never been so forward with someone before, but she felt so comfortable with Max. She was sure that this was just the beginning of a very special relationship and she didn’t see any point in waiting.

They took the stairs up as his apartment was only on the third floor.

Max was easily able to take the steps three at a time with his long legs, and Liz found it difficult to keep up. He waited for her at the landing before they made their way to his door.

As soon as they were through the door, their lips met in a kiss.

It would be impossible to stay who moved first, but soon there wasn’t any space in between their bodies.

Max didn’t even have a chance to hit the light switch as they stumbled through his place kissing and trying to shed clothing as quickly as possible.

Liz poured all of her feelings in to the kiss. It was passionate, and she hoped to convey all of her emotions to him.

She tilted her head to give her better access, as Max tried to strip off his jacket.

Eventually the sensations became too much for her, and she came up for air.

Max ground his hips against hers, and she could feel his arousal through the denim.

She rubbed her hips against his, and he let out a little gasp.

Seeing that he liked it, Liz moved a hand to stroke him through his jeans.

In retaliation Max pushed her top down at one shoulder and began feasting on her skin.

Liz loved the sensation of the scratchiness of the skin along his jaw line on her softness.

She started to stroke him more vigorously, but Max quickly pushed her hand away.

She looked up at him in confusion.

“If you want this to last, I wouldn’t do that,” he said before pecking her lips.

“I can’t wait,” Liz mumbled as she searched for his lips again.

She kissed him aggressively, and pushed her torso against his.

He could feel her hardened nipples through her top.

Realising that neither of them could wait any longer, he started pulling off her top.

Liz unbuckled his jeans.

Max tried to manoeuvre them in the direction of the couch but he fell flat on his face, and because his hands were still on her top that was still attached to Liz, she joined him with a big oomph.

They both burst out laughing at the situation and instantly the sexually charged atmosphere disappeared...

AN: Thanks to everyone that read this and especially those that left feedback. Thanks Steph. This is the last part, hope you all enjoy it!
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Jessah: Well I can see how that sucks. I agree about the getting to know each other, but this is just a short fic, and I think I've already dragged it on enough. I love the idea of a romantic Michael! Thank you
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Part Seven:


It was a while before either of them was able to talk.

They lay on the ground laughing at the absurd situation for a while.

Eventually Max got up and turned on a light.

His apartment was surprisingly neat for a man, and Liz took a moment to glance around.

She noticed that Max hadn't bothered to buckle up his jeans, and feeling adventurous she pulled the rest of her top off.

Instantly Max's eyes zoned in on her chest. In particular her royal blue bra.

"Is t-that?" he stuttered.

"Sure is," she replied referring to the bra that he's seen when she'd dropped her bag in aerobics class.

Feeling bold with the obvious appreciation she could see in his eyes, she cocked her head to the doorways on the side asking, "bedroom?"

Max pointed one out at the end, and Liz walked away from him towards his room, unclasping her bra.

"Coming?" she asked, looking back at him over her shoulder.

Liz could have sworn she heard him mutter, "Oh yes, we will."

But before she could move any further his hands were on her arms, pulling down the straps.

She loved the feeling of his hard body pressed into her back.

Slowly his hands made their way up from her fingers and started massaging her breasts.

Although Liz had felt his rough hands on her before, the skin to skin contact was out of this world.

All too soon he stopped, trailing one hand down towards her abdomen, and the using the other to brush her hair away from her neck.

He kissed his way from her shoulder to her neck, up to her ear.

Liz couldn't sit back and enjoy the pleasure anymore. She wanted to show him just how much she was enjoying this.

She reached an arm out behind her and pulled his head to hers for a kiss.

She tried to turn in his arms, so she could kiss him properly but she felt his hands lowering the zipper on her jeans.

After allowing him to pull them off, she jumped on to his bed.

"Unfair," she pouted. "Why do you still have all your clothes on?"

It took Max a moment to respond as he was too busy staring at her lying on his bed wearing only her panties.

As soon as it registered, he quickly whipped off his top and jeans, and joined her on the bed.

He covered her body with his own, kissing his way from her stomach to her lips.

They spent some time duelling with their tongues. Liz would be a very happy woman even if that's all the ending up doing.

Max was an excellent kisser, and she was quickly losing her hold on the situation.

She reached one hand into his boxer shorts to stroke him.

"Liz.." he moaned.

She quickly removed his shorts, and her panties before kissing her way up his inner thigh.

She stroked her fingers up and down his length.

Then she slid him into her mouth.

Max was moaning and grunting.

When she started sucking him, he swatted her hands away.

"No. In you," he said, flipping them over.

He kissed her neck, with his hand moving down past her stomach.

He pushed a finger in testing her wetness.

She was drenched.

Liz moaned, so he added another finger.

She writhed on the bed underneath him.

He thrust in and out of her, before playing with her clit.

Just as she was about to come, he withdrew his fingers.

She was about to scream in frustration, but then she felt his erection on her thigh.

He pushed his cock between her legs, not entering but brushing across her clit.

"Maxxxx!" she begged.

But he didn't answer her pleas, continuing to tease her.

She brought her hips up to his abruptly and finally he entered her.

They set a hard and furious pace.

Liz wrapped her legs around him, trying to drive him in deeper, while Max brought one hand down from her hair to massage her mounds.

Liz moaned and Max pushed into her harder.

She let out a gasp of pleasure.

He gripped her hips tighter and Liz moved forward trying to move her hips with his.

Feeling restricted in her movements, she struggled against him, letting him know that she would like to be on top.

As she rose up and down on him, Max continued to play with her breasts.

He pinched her nipples, eliciting a gasp from Liz.

He could tell that she was close, and moved a hand down to play with her clit.

Not wanting to come without him, she moved a hand to lightly tug on his balls.

He groaned, and within a couple of strokes had her seeing stars.

He pumped into her a few more times, before he joined her.

She collapsed on his chest, breathing heavily.

"Now that's my kind of exercise," she murmured once she had caught her breath

"Are you saying you don't enjoy my class?" Max questioned in mock outrage.

She giggled, causing her breasts to bounce, and rub against his chest.

"Not at all," she said trying to placate him.

She shuffled her body so that she could see his face more clearly, and brushed against his hardening length.

She raised her eyebrow at him. "Already?"

"What can I say? I need a workout." he said grinning devilishly before he flipped them over so she was on her back, and they proceeded to work out again.