Fade Into You (9 page)

“Do you understand?” Max repeated.

Chris said, “Is this your boyfriend or something?”

I didn’t say anything.

Max made a move like he was going to release the punch, but he didn’t have time.

Chris put his hands up in front of him. “All right. Jesus, man! I’ll go!” Chris started to walk away, backwards down the walkway, as if he were afraid to let Max get behind him. There’s nothing like the sight of a frightened bully.

Max watched him as he got to the end of the sidewalk, then walked down there himself and saw to it that Chris got in his car and left.

When Max got back to my door he said, “I’m taking you with me.”

I threw my arms around his neck and hugged. “How did you know he was here?”

“I got out to the parking lot and saw a guy sitting in a car looking at the building. When I drove past, I saw the Ohio plates. Your ex-boyfriend is a moron, Olivia.”

“I can stay here. I don’t think he’ll be coming back after—”

“Please don’t argue with me about this. I want you by my side tonight. Pack an overnight bag and come with me.”

TEN

During the drive to his house, it dawned on me to let Krystal know what had happened. If she was going to be alone in the apartment I had to let her know the details. I got her voicemail and hung up. Ten minutes later, when we were almost to Max’s place, I called again and left a message, then texted her so she’d be sure to get the info.

I mentioned to Max what a strange lifestyle Krystal seemed to have—disappearing for days on end, hardly ever home to begin with, and when she is home she more often than not has a different guy with her.

Max just shrugged it off. “The important thing is, you’re with me.”

I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder until we got to his house.

Once inside he said, “I have six bedrooms.”

“No need to brag.”

He laughed. “I wasn’t bragging.”

“I know.”

I appreciated the gesture. He was letting me know I could sleep anywhere I wanted. “I think it’s very gentlemanly of you to give me the option. So does that mean I can do what I want?”

“Absolutely.”

During one of our talks, he’d mentioned that he had a movie theater in his house. I had laughed at the time, and he said he was serious—it wasn’t a full-size theater, but it sat twenty people and that’s where he watched dailies and screened movies for friends.

“I want to see this theater you told me about.”

He smiled, took my hand, and led me to a door just off the den. We walked down a flight of stairs and, sure enough, there it was: a miniature theater.

“Don’t tell me you want to watch a movie,” he said.

“No, I had something else in mind.”

We were standing between the screen and the first row of seats. My back was to the screen; Max was facing me, with a seat just a foot or so behind him. I put my hand flat on his chest and pushed. The backs of his knees touched the chair, and he sat.

Max’s eyes squinted, like he was trying to figure out what had gotten into me. That, or he knew, and he was turned on by me showing how much I wanted him.

I dropped to my knees in front of him.

“Olivia…” His voice faded out.

I shook my head. “Don’t try to stop me.”

I unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped them, all while keeping eye contact with Max. I loved watching the thrill in his eyes.

I slid my hand into his boxers and felt him get harder under my touch. I stroked him, feeling his length and girth growing. He was hard and warm.

“I want you, Olivia.”

I shook my head. “Uh-uh. This is payback for that afternoon in your office, Mister.”

I lowered his pants and freed his erection. It sprang out and stood before me, long and thick, the visible veins flooded to make it so hard.

Without using my hands, I lowered my head and took the head into my mouth.

Max groaned.

My lips puckered and caressed the plump crown. I held the tip in my mouth and made little circles with my tongue.

I put my hand on his chest and felt the vibration when he moaned deeply.

I released the head, and ran my tongue down his impressive length, feeling every contour of his cock. I ran my tongue along the base of it from below, and then around the top, his erection under my chin and touching my neck. I licked up the top side of it, back to the head, where I took him into my mouth again and eased him in as far as it would go.

“Jesus, Olivia. You’re making me crazy.”

I moaned as my sucking picked up speed. My head bobbed in his lap and I felt his hand gently cup the side of my head. He ran his fingers around the edge of my ear, sending a shiver down my neck, making my nipples hard.

Max’s thumb was on my cheek. His cock was halfway in my mouth, and my head was lolling from side to side, a sort of twisting motion. His thumb moved to the edge of my mouth, then traced the outline of my lips. He was feeling his cock sliding in and out of my mouth.

I looked up and watched his facial expressions—his mouth in the shape of an O, his eyes half-closed under lids heavy with the fog of pleasure, and the way he tilted his head to get a different view.

His hand left my face and rested on the arm of the chair. He reclined a little farther back.

“I’m sure you’ve had lots of these in here,” I said, stroking him just with my hand. I purposely said it as a statement, but meant it as a question.

“Never.”

“Never in here, or never…”

His answer came out almost just as a breath: “Never in a movie theater.”

I’d been a little worried about not being enough for Max, considering he was a little older and certainly had more experience than me. The thought that I was able to be a first for him at anything was thrilling.

I took him in my mouth again.

“No hands,” he said.

The commanding tone in his voice would have been enough to get me wet if I hadn’t already been so turned on. But this was all about Max right now.

I put both hands on his thighs. His cock was standing free, my mouth sealed around the head. I could taste the first droplet of pre-cum.

Max started moving his hips, stroking himself across my lips and tongue. I loved that I could make him move that way. His cock grew thicker, swelling in response to the sensation of fucking my mouth.

I concentrated on his pleasure—swirling my tongue across the head of his cock as he thrust into my mouth, tightening my lips around him.

I heard Max’s breathing get heavy and deep. I looked up and saw him staring intently at my face.

“Olivia…”

I moved my head with more intensity, his cock slipping across my tongue. I was driven to pull every drop of bliss from him.

Max’s hand was again on the side of my head. His fingers combed deep into my hair.

“I’m close to coming.”

I wanted it. Badly. Wanted to feel, taste, and swallow, as though it was another way of experiencing his power.

Max stopped thrusting. I felt his cock twitch and begin to pulsate. Then a thick stream of semen, and another.

“Ah, God….”

I looked at his face, but his head was thrown back against the headrest.

He kept coming, as though he hadn’t in a while and the release would never end.

The way his body reacted to me, the words and noises he spoke, his every response to the way I made him come was the most pleasing thing I could have had that night.

I cleaned him with my tongue, and when I was finished I tucked him back into his pants. He was still semi-hard.

“Don’t put it away,” he said. “We’re not done yet.”

“Oh yes we are.”

He looked at me quizzically. “I want to make you come, Olivia.”

I shook my head with a little smile on my face as I zipped up his pants. “I know you do, but I’m not going to let you. I told you this is payback for that little number you did on me in your office.”

“You didn’t have to pay me back, as you put it.”

“I know I didn’t have to. I
wanted
to.” I stood. “Now, come on. Let’s go upstairs.”

I loved the fact that he wanted to get me off. But what I loved more was the knowledge that I could give to him while at the same time taking what I wanted. Besides, I knew the next time we had sex he’d probably blow my mind.

Max rose to his feet and pressed his mouth to mine. It was the first time a guy had kissed me after getting a blowjob. In my experience—which wasn’t all that much, admittedly—guys wouldn’t go anywhere near a girl’s mouth after they came in it. But Max was different. So very different.

I had to break away from the kiss because it carried the great risk of getting me all worked up and then I’d fall prey to his seduction. And I really did want this to be all about him.

“Let’s go.” I ran across the theater floor, like a little kid again, and made my way up the steps.

Max was right behind me, saying, “You amaze me, you know that?”

Later, as I got into his bed, I began to worry about the incident with Chris.

Max and I were lying on our sides, facing each other.

“What if he sues you?” I asked.

“He won’t.”

“How do you know? You’re worth…what, millions? Why wouldn’t he?”

Max ran a finger along my cheek. “Everything would come out. He won’t take that risk.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“Relax. Everything’s going to be fine.”

“If that’s true,” I said, “then why did you insist that I stay here with you?”

“It was spur of the moment, with everything that happened. But now it’s convenient because tomorrow we’re going to do something I know you’ve never done.”

“What’s that?”

The possibilities were endless with Max Dalton. It would have been a waste of time and energy to even begin to guess what he had in mind.

“I’m taking you somewhere for the weekend,” he said. “We’ll stop by your place in the morning and pick up whatever you need.”

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“I hate surprises,” I said. “I mean, I hate the suspense.”

“Remember the last time I told you I had a surprise?”

Remember
? How could I forget? He’d whisked me away and I had the best sex of my life that night.

“Refresh my memory,” I said, faking a frown.

Max just smiled. “Very funny.”

He fell asleep before I did. I had my back to him and he held me tightly. I listened to his deep, even breathing. I was exhausted, but I wanted to stay awake and crystallize this feeling forever in my mind.

It felt good. It felt right.

At least for a little while….

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Olivia and Max’s story continues in the

emotional and steamy sequel in the FADE series…

FADE INTO ME

available August 28, 2012

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