Page 39 of Invisible String
“Yes,” I breathe out when he lifts me and sits me down on him. We both moan when he’s all the way in. I rock back and forth. His hot breath is on my breast, sucking hard while I rock us. “Max,” I cry in pleasure. We’ve had so much sex. It’s crazy how addictive it is with him. I want more and more. We both come at the same time. Our breaths are heavy, and our foreheadsare leaning on one another. “I want more.” I rock us, and Max moans.
“Get in the backseat. We are far from done.”
The windows are up, and the car rocks back and forth. “Ma…Max.” I moan when he speeds up.
“Moan my name. Scream my name. I live for the noises you make. You sound so sexy, sunshine.”
I want to say I love the noises he makes. The groans and moans. The way his voice always comes hot. Words don’t come. He feels so good. We’ve been at it in the car so long, our handprints have fogged up the windows. One leg hooks over the seat, the other locks around his waist. My back bows for him. His hands slip on my ass. Max squeezes.
“Come for me.” He nibbles on my ear. Just with the sound of his voice, it does it to me.
He floods my insides with his juices; it runs down my legs as his body shakes with his release. “Fuck. It won’t stop.” He laughs.
After he kisses me like crazy, we get dressed. Max pulls out a bag of Twizzlers that he had in his bag. “My favorite.” I grin, ripping the wrapper with my teeth.
“Mine too, sunshine.”
It always seems he knows me when I know he doesn’t. Possibly it’s because we click so well.
A red SUVdrives up the driveway. My heart thumps seeing my mom step out of her vehicle. She’s such a beautiful woman. My father is a fool. He lost a gorgeous woman. She’s smart and hasa heart of gold. I open the door to greet her. She smiles widely at the sight of me. My gaze goes to Max’s place. He left after he fixed me another warm bath. I offered for him to join me, but he said it would lead to something else, and I need to rest my body. It’s only been an hour, and I miss him. I know it’s a bad thing, considering he does not want a girlfriend. I guess what we have is a summer fling. Honestly, I hate the way it sounds on my tongue.Summer fling.
“Hey, Mom, is everything okay?”
“Yes. My girl hasn’t come to the house, so I had to make a special visit.”
My shoulders sag. “I’m sorry, Mom.”
She shakes her head, then kisses my cheek. “How about a hug?” I embrace her hug with a squeeze. “I missed you, honey.”
“I missed you, too, Mom.” I give her a half smile.
“I figured you could use some company. We can go shopping—” Her words are cut off when Max steps out with a roll of masking tape. He kneels and starts taping the mirror I broke. “Humm, you definitely have had company, I’ll say.” She wags her brows while gently caressing the back of my head.
“He’s the owner’s son,” I say, trying not to stare too hard at him. “We should go inside.”
Mom takes a step toward the door and turns. “What’s his name?” she whispers, getting a laugh out of me.
“Max.”
“Oh.” She’s silent for a second. “Max,” she repeats.
I tilt my head. “You know him?”
“No. The name sounds familiar.” Maybe she heard me talking to Lana about him in the past.
“I’ll spend the day with you, and then I’ll head back home. If he were my neighbor, I would want to be alone.”
“How do you know I have been alone with him?” I ask, looking around the kitchen and living room, to see if I left any evidence like my underwear.
“You have a mark on the top of your breast.”
I gasp and check. I sure do.
“Are you two dating? I would love to meet him.” She pulls out a chair for me when she notices my shoulder sagging and the disappointment on my face.
“He doesn’t want a relationship. That’s what he told me from the beginning. Maybe I’m being too clingy. I’m not one of those girls who can handle flings, but I like him and I can’t help but hope for more.”
Her warm hands lace mine. “Sometimes our hearts and minds have a hard time agreeing on what they want. Our minds may try to override our hearts’ desires, but ultimately, the heart always prevails. With the right person, it could happen. You, Rainey, are beautiful.”
