*This writing is the Copyrighted Intellectual Property of Elaine White*
Copyright © 2015 by Elaine White
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Chapter 2
Hadley couldn't stop the soft moan
of pleasure that came from the back of her throat, as Maxx released
her from his punishing kisses and let his lips dance down her neck.
She couldn't believe how amazing
it was to feel his kisses, his hands exploring her body. When he
ventured under her dress, the way he looked at her, with those hot
and hungry intense eyes, had her breathless. She couldn't even
vocalise how good it was, to feel his finger stroking her.
She was already struggling to
breathe properly, from the way he kissed her until she was desperate
for air. Even then, he only released her long enough to torment her
some other way.
He pulled back from her neck,
biting his full bottom lip, as he stared, unashamedly, at her
breasts, heaving, in an attempt to get air into her lungs. He delved
further with his finger, rendering her blind to anything but the
shooting pleasure such a touch caused.
She was lost, for what felt like
forever, as the reality of what they were doing sank in. This was
possible the most erotic, most dangerous, more reckless thing she'd
ever done in her life. And good God, it felt amazing.
“Maxx…”
Hadley attempted to stop the whirlwind, that had begun so harmlessly
with a kiss, before she really lost control of the situation. She had
never intended for them to sleep together, never mind in the back
room of a club, with a hundred people on the other side of the door.
She had only met the guy five seconds ago.
Although it was her approval of
his looks that made her smile and allow him to kiss her, she still
had a story to get. As much as she had never planned on allowing it,
could she really still get her story, without letting him make love
to her, right there and then? Would he be insulted at her rejection
and walk away, or would he not care? Could she take that risk?
“Shh,” he
shushed her, in a distant whisper.
Maxx caressed her neck with his
free hand, looking her over approvingly, then, before she could speak
again, he tugged her dress down, to expose her bra. He kissed his way
down to the hollow of her breasts, before slowly pushing the straps
from both shoulders.
“Maxx, I,”
she gasped, as she tried to speak again. It was a complete failure,
since he silenced her, perfectly, by licking her bare nipple and
looking up at her with those playful eyes. It was so beautifully
sensual, that she told herself to shut up.
Her story could wait for a little
while longer, until she'd explored just how sinfully delightful it
could be, to go with the flow and let Maxx take over for a while. He
was far from in a hurry, so she wanted to see how long he was going
to drag this out.
It didn't prove to be very long.
Maxx skilfully sucked on her nipple, while stroking between her legs,
as if he knew every inch of her body and just what to do, to help her
towards an orgasm.
When he removed his hands from
her, completely, Hadley felt a moment of loss and disappointment.
Until he undid his suit button and pulled it off his shoulders.
“Fuck, you're
beautiful,” he said, eyeing her up, in the dishevelled mess he had
created. Her dress was hitched high on her thighs, while the top half
was pulled down around her waist, and her bra only stayed on her,
because of the back fastening and the straps around his elbows.
Now that she could think and
breathe again, she unclipped her bra and pulled the straps off, along
with the tight straps of her dress, caught around her elbows. The
whole time, Maxx just stood there and watched, as though fascinated
by her.
“I will never
find that anything less than enviable. How you manage to make
something so mundane look so sexy, is beyond me.” He said, with a
smile that just about turned her into a pile of mush.
Hadley was already, very
evidently, turned on, which Maxx knew for himself. It had been so
long since she'd actually had a relationship or any kind of sex, that
she couldn't even remember if it had been eight or twelve months.
Whatever it was, she was more than ready to break the cycle.
Once her own
clothes were taken care of, she reached out and began undoing Maxx's
shirt. He quirked an eyebrow at her, but didn't comment, as he
reached for his belt and undid it; he tried to tease her, by undoing
his pants slowly, but she wasn't bothered. The whole point of
approaching him at all tonight, was to keep him around as long as she
could. She had to make this moment, this 'chance encounter' something
special, so that he wanted to see her again. She
had to be someone special.
Realising she had been pretty
passive so far, Hadley leaned in and kissed Maxx's neck, as he drew
himself out of the confines of his pants. She pushed his shirt off
his shoulders, playfully scraping her fingernails down his chest.
He groaned and caught the back of
her head in both hands, before crushing their mouths together. She
parted her lips, in acceptance of his kiss and let her hands trail
down the faint hair of his abdomen and into his open pants.
Maxx made an odd, adorable,
growling noise, when she cupped his length in her hand and combined
it with a nip of her teeth on his bottom lip. He thrust into her
touch, while kissing her, so she gave him what she wanted; she pushed
his clothes out of the way and gave him direct contact.
***
“Oh god,
Hadley,” Maxx groaned in pleasure, as he felt her hand wrapping
around his length. For being unsure, before he kissed her, he was
glad to see her taking charge again. He liked that she was feisty and
knew what she wanted.
He didn't care what he'd told his
father, just that morning, about not wanting a woman in his life, to
ruin things for him; the moment he laid eyes on Hadley, he wanted
her. Feeling her body, arching against his, as she stroked him, as if
he needed further encouragement to rise to the occasion, was beyond
addictive. It was bloody hypnotic.
Knowing that he hadn't had to put
up with any 'date' formalities, before they both got what they
wanted, excited Maxx beyond belief. Why couldn't everyone be the
same…just admit to what they want and get it, before moving on?
But, right now, he wasn't sure he
wanted to move on. Hadley was a real tiger, using her nails on him,
in the most delicate, teasing way, while she brought her mouth back
up to his, to kiss him slowly. It was a delightful torment, that
promised so much more.
Maxx could have kissed her all
day, but there was a much sweeter pleasure awaiting him; he broke the
kiss and pushed her dress up past her hips, to pull down her lacy
underwear. They slid, rather tantalisingly, down her bare legs,
without much provocation, until she was in the most gorgeous state of
undress.
“I could look
at you, like this, forever.” He admitted, thoughtlessly, as he
pulled out a condom from his back pocket and put it on.
There was a flicker of uncertainty
in her eyes, as her cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but he chose to
ignore both. So either she wasn't used to a man coming prepared,
which was disappointing, or she wasn't used to being complemented on
her looks; he could fix that last one. She was delicious; her skin
was pale and silky soft, while her cheeks and her neck flushed a pale
pink.
He shook off his admiration and
caught her waist in both hands. He noticed that she was skinny, more
so than he approved of, because she was tall too. He could fix that,
as well, so he filed it away for further inspection later and let his
hands wander down to cup her pert ass in his palms.
“Are you
playing or plotting something?” Hadley asked, somewhat
breathlessly, placing her hands on his shoulders, as though to brace
herself.
He loved the sound of her voice,
all husky from need and naturally low. God, she could sound sexy
asking for the time. “I'm undecided,” he confessed, since he
could gladly stand there all day and touch every inch of her.
But the day was gone and the night
had taken over. When he gently tugged her forward, Hadley leaned back
on the wall and tilted her hips towards him, as it to entice him
closer. He didn't need the encouragement. But he couldn't decide
whether to get on his knees to taste her, or whether to just step
closer and let his eager cock guide the way.
***
Hadley thought she was going to
lose her mind, as Maxx finally made his choice and eased himself
inside of him. He was careful, despite being a stranger willing to
shag her in the back room of a club, but it was kind of sweet. He'd
spent a heck of a time toying with her, making it clear that he
didn't want a cheap, quick fumble.
The way he then pinned her to the
wall and thrust into her slowly, while kissing her, made her feel
like this was almost a planned, clandestine meeting. As though she
was a secret lover that he had been desperate to see and be with.
She smiled, as she realised her
journalistic mind was running away with her; she was on a high, from
the adrenaline of the moment. And who knew, maybe if she could keep
Maxx interested, then she could become that clandestine lover,
secretly extracting her hot new story from him, every time they met.
Hadley tightened her legs around
Maxx's waist, and wound her fingers in his hair, as he kissed her
neck. She bent her knees, laying her calves flat against his back,
only to smile at the way he reacted.
“Fuck,” he
groaned and sank deeper inside of her, with the move. Just when she
thought he would lose himself to the moment, he dug his fingers into
the back of her hip, holding her in place against the wall. He met
her gaze and thrust harder and faster, taking full advantage of her
repositioning.
She knew she shouldn't have done
it; she knew she shouldn't be enjoying it, but she just couldn't help
herself. She should have stopped him long ago, but when he kissed
her…the way he touched her…the way he looked at her…it sent
tingles through every fibre of her body. She couldn't ignore the
quivering gasps of pleasure that rang in the air, as she clung to
him, desperately.
She never thought the night would
end this way. But there she was…minutes after meeting Maxx, praying
that it wouldn't be the last time they saw each other and that she
would get her story. The sexual chemistry that had been brewing
between them, since they'd first laid eyes on each other, exploding
in a deep lingering sexual experience that she could never regret.
No matter how many times Hadley
told herself that it was wrong, that she should never have been in
this situation, she couldn't ignore the fact that her body was
screaming for his touch. What was so exquisitely exciting, was that
Maxx knew that. He knew exactly what she wanted…because it was
exactly what he wanted. And God was she glad for that.
***
Come back next week for the last chapter in this teasing short story that could lead to more. ;)
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