Stuff we can’t ignore. I’m not sure if you are still the same person…”
“I am. I swear I am. Let me prove it to you.” – Max said, standing up, grabbing her and pulling her in for a kiss. The moment their lips touched it was as if the room exploded. Anne felt dizzy, partially from the wine but mostly because of Max. All these feelings, feelings she thought were long gone, not only surfaced but erupted in the most majestic way.
She smiled, pulling away: “You can sleep on the couch.” And left the room.
Chapter Seven
She left Max in the living room and walked to the bathroom. Anne was trying to be quiet as she didn’t want to wake Grace up. She was smiling to herself and to everything that was happening with Max. As much as she knew she had to be cautious, as much as her head was telling her he was a player, she just couldn’t ignore the butterflies in her stomach. After all, she still loved him and he was the only guy in the world that could make her feel this way.
She stepped in the small, white bathroom and walked into the shower. The hot water was running through her body, easing her mind and setting her free. She was still thinking about him. As she was washing her hair, a hand slipped through the shower curtain and almost gave her a heart attack.
“What are you doing?” – She yelled, almost too loud.
“I thought I’d join you.” – Max whispered, smiling. He was standing naked in front of her, with his member out and fully erect. The sight of him aroused her in ways she had forgotten she was able to feel. Max was beyond good-looking, his body was the epitome of hotness, and he was standing for everything that a real man should look like. She gazed upon this beauty that was in front of her and was amazed that this man wanted her.
“Can I come in?” – He smiled, devilishly and Anne nodded in approval. She was speechless and quite wet. He stepped inside the small shower, facing her and wrapping his hands around her shoulders, waist then proceeding to her ass. She moaned, it was ages since she had a man touch her this way.He pulled her in and kissed her, very softly and gently at first, then more aggressively, more passionately drawing her in, grabbing her, pushing her up against the wall… She didn’t care, she completely surrendered to Max and decided not to think about anything now. He was mesmerizing.
His kisses moved from her neck to her face. He was playing with her breasts and she closed her eyes, completely surrendering to the moment. Nothing mattered now, not even the fact that deep inside she knew he was a playboy and she was nothing more than a fling.
He turned her around and pressed her against the cold tiles. The surprising coldness gave her goose bumps. He continued massaging her neck, touching her back, moving slowly towards her ass, gently opening it to touch her.
“Mmmm…yes…” – She whispered while trying to pull him in.
He smiled: “You like this don’t you?”
She nodded and continued to pull him in deeper. He slowly entered her from behind. Moving simultaneously, trying to keep up with his rhythm, Anne let go of everything she had in her head.
His hands moved to her ass, holding her and pushing in deeper and deeper, then going faster as the hot water cascaded over them.
“Don’t stop.” – She moaned, as he kept going, with every second bringing them both to an orgasmic explosion.
Chapter Eight
I went out with a couple of guys from high school to the small town bar. I figured it will be interesting to see these people, people that used to be my friends, and it was fun, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Anne. The bar was small and overcrowded. The townspeople were overly excited that I was there and all of them wanted to talk to me. The girls, some of who I knew from back then, were hitting on me, trying to get some attention from someone they considered famous.
“God damn it Max, you come in here and all the girls want to be