The $torm [[RolePlay]]

"Because you were doing so well, I didn't want you to go into a relaspe or something," Max told her, gently stroking her hair.

"But...but you're a guy," she murmured, shaking her head. When the waiter came around, she let Max order first then got enchiladas for herself. Three weeks? Three weeks? No wonder she'd freaked out a moment ago, she was aching to be touched.

Max furrowed his eyebrows for a moment. "Yes... last time I checked," he said grinning a little. He wanted to bring her into his lap but of course, that would only spike her heat again.

Sweet shook her head, "How have you...how do you even," there it was again, the heat, spreading through her body like liquid fire when she imagined him pleasuring himself in the shower. It was hard not to lick her lips and show him how much she wanted him.

Max grinned a little. "Well, there is the obvious solution," he said, watching her eyes swirl with lust. He knew that look, it was the same one he had when he had learned about her pleasuring herself over and over again in his bed while he was at work.

Sweet felt herself flush and started fanning herself, panting softly. There was nothing more she wanted to do then go home with him and stay in bed making love all night long. She felt wanton, hot, impatient and jittery. "So you pleasure yourself," she asked once she was able to catch her breath.

Seeing her panting and squirming lightly in her seat, Max decided that her pills would be thrown away for the night. "Yes, and each time, I think of you," he told her, breathing sofly against her ear as she panted softly.

Sweet felt her lips part, her hands itching to slide along his jeans where his length lay. She felt her mouth go dry and moaned low in her throat, "Do you say my name?" She asked in a gruff voice, her eyes extrememly lidded.

Max sucked in a deep breath when he felt her hand on his length. "I do, just like I used to hear you moan my name, the moment you brought yourself to climax," he told her, nipping lightly at her ear to let her know that he had seen and heard her all those times.

Sweet moaned softly and felt heat spark in her belly when she looked down and found that her hands had a mind of their own. "Like," she lowered her voice, but it was completely real, "Max," she moaned in his ear, sucking on the lobe, "Maaaax," she groaned. She really really wished they had gone home, or were at least still in the car.

Max stifled down a low groan, until only Sweet would be the one to hear it. "Yeah, that's the voice I miss," he told her, sliding his hand down her body to slip it sneakily under the waist of her jeans and cup her slickness without warning. "And how wet you get, that always turns me on," he breathed to her.

Sweet cried out softly and shuddered, looking around paranoiadly, "Oh god," she panted, her hands fumbling for his zipper, "oh god." She looked at the empty booth across from them and squinted at the wooden panel that had a sign on it.

Please be patient, as it takes time to prepare gourmet food. Allow at least thirty minutes for entrees to be served. Thank you, Management, it read. Sweet let her eyes roll back in her head in relief. Thank fucking god.

Max growled in pleasure after they had read the sign and wasted no time thrusting his fingers completely inside her wetness. "God, I've missed you," he told her, finally crashing his lips down hungrily over hers.

"God I've missed you too Max," Sweet gasped for air and broke away before crashing her lips down on his passionately, her tongue thrusting deep into his mouth as she pulled him out and started stroking him with a very firm grip, groaning loud into his mouth. Her hips moved onto his fingers with jerking, needy movements. It felt so amazing...

Max groaned and bucked into her sweet little hand. He pulled her into his lap, working her tightness forcefully, egged on as he felt her juices run down his fingers and his hand. "So wet," he breathed, thrusting his tongue sensually into her mouth and moving his fingers faster.

Sweet groaned loudly and licked her lips, pullling away for moment as she grinded onto his fingers, her stomach tightening more and more. She ran her thumb over his tip, panting, "Do you have some sort of blade with you?"

"Blade?" Max asked, pressing his fingers deeper and grinding the heal of his palm against her sensitive little nub that was begging for attention.

Sweet buried her face in his shoulder and cried out softly, "Cut open my fucking jeans," she groaned lowly and fisted her free hand in his shirt, "Rip, I don't care just--ah," she jerked against his hand, heat pooling steadily into her belly. She pressed her lips onto his firmly and rocked against his fingers.

Max grabbed his switchblade without another thought and carefully but quickly cut open the bottom of her jeans. After snatching a condom and removing his hand from her wetness and licking her juices clean from his fingers, he shoved aside her now soaked panties and slammed himself completely inside her with one thrust.

Sweet threw her head back and arched herself to him voilently, "Oho, yeah!" She couldn't help but cry out softly, her walls quivering around his length. A feral growl ripped through her throat as she gripped his shoulders and started riding him with complete abandon, searching for release. Those stupid pills, fuck those stupid pills, she thought blissfully, heatedly gazing into his eyes.

"Goddamn," Max growled in pleasure, slamming her down on his length over and over again. His lips fell over hers again, swallowing her beautiful moans and cries and taking them for his own. She was his, completely his, and no one would ever be allowed to say any different.

"Yes, harder," Sweet said gruffly and tugged harshly at his hair, bucking faster and working to swallow cries of esctasy. She took his hands and brought them up to her covered breasts to cup them and felt her belly tense suddenly, her walls starting to quiver dangerously around him. So close, so so close...

"What we need is a fucking condom..." Aiden said after he had no luck finding one in his jeans. Dammit. He removed his fingers from her heat and licked them clean before he hitched her up on his waist and carried her and kissed her all the way to his bedroom, searching for a condom there.

(Aiden is all mad XD He says I better make a dang condom be somewhere in the house or he's ganna kill me )

Avery moaned softly when she felt his length brush against her wetness and leaned up to nip at his neck, fishing through her nightstand drawer and pushing one to his chest. "I've been stocking up," she purred against his skin, running her hands down his body.

Max slid his hands under her shirt and kneaded her breasts roughly, thrusting harder when he felt her moan deeply for him. "God yes Sweet," he panted, feeling her walls already start to quiver. "Come for me," he told her, pushing up her bra and tweaking her hardened nipples.