Page 49 of Invisible String
“Nah, you’re not leaving. Answer the question. Why are you fuming?” He peers down at me with those damn captivating eyes.
I swallow the spiraling emotion. “Do you want the truth or Max’s coward’s way of answering?!” I shout, fuming.
“The truth.”
Perhaps I’m exposing my vulnerability by saying this, but I’m not okay with us sleeping together while he is sleeping with others. “Yes, I’m fucking jealous, Max. What do you expect? We’ve been fucking, waking up together, having dinner,spending time together, making love, and I don’t want to be sleeping with someone who beds others, even if this is not a relationship.” Although it feels like we’re in one right now. A fake one, I guess. My heart thumps so loudly I can hear it. “At least I can admit it. You can’t even tell me you were jealous, Max.” With his free hand, the back of his fingers brushes my neck. He’s silent for a little too long. His gaze is on me, and it’s like he’s battling something within.
He then blows hot air. “You’re right, sunshine. I’m jealous you went to his place, and I was jealous then. But what I don’t get is why in the hell you’re telling me shit about sleeping around with Annette when one: I didn’t go to her place. You went to a man’s house who is interested in you, Rain.” His gaze rolls up my body. “Dressed like that.” His jaw tightens.
He has a point, but…
“I didn’t go to get fucked, Max. I went because I thought other students and staff members from the university would be there. She was all flirty with you. You let her touch you, hug you, and let her kiss you.” I shove my finger in his chest. “You don’t like to be touched.”
He stumbles back, as if he’s shocked that I discovered something so personal. “Don’t look at me like that.”
His eyes go hooded.
“Maximillian.”
His gaze shoots to mine.
“I’m assuming because when we were younger, you didn’t like it when I first touched you, then you didn’t mind. You flinched and did it with other students and adults. I know you don’t flinch anymore, but I know you don’t like to be touched by anyone. You said you never had a woman like you’ve had me. So you’ve only fucked them from behind.” That’s what I’ve gathered, although I don’t know the reason behind it.
“You’re right. I don’t relish people being all touchy, and I want you to be touchy with me. Sunshine, Annette is only a friend to me, and I’m not attracted to her. She told me stories she remembered when we were kids and about my mom. It’s been so long since someone brought up a memory of my mother. It made me smile and laugh. I don’t give my smiles and laughs freely. I gave her my number because she’s an old family friend. Not because I’m interested in her in that way. I don’t plan on texting her or calling her.” He places a kiss on the tip of my nose. “You have nothing to be jealous of. I wouldn’t know if she is attracted to me or flirty. I didn’t pay attention.” Another kiss. “I never do. My attention has solely been on you.”
Drip. My heart is melting. A man so reserved says the most holy words to my soul. It’s enough to settle my jealousy for now. “She’s beautiful and athletic. She has the same interests as you—boxing. She is muscular, and she looks like a powerful Hispanic woman.”
A small smile tugs on his lips, causing a dimple to appear. “Maybe she is all those things, but like I said, I didn’t pay attention. You are a beautiful and powerful woman. Let’s not forget intelligent.” His thumb circles around my chin. “Kiss me, little stalker.”
“Stalker?” I huff. “I was not stalking.”
“Yeah, you were.” He laughs, sucking a breath out of me. “You managed to hear a lot. Did you have your ears pressed to the glass?”
“No, I was lip reading,” I admit with a slip of my tongue.
“You can stalk me whenever you want. Now, can I get a kiss?”
“Since when do you ask?”
“Well, since you just pushed me away. And you’re angry.” His finger trails my inner thigh. And my hands run over his sweaty chest. Any man with sweat dripping would disgust me, but not Max. I love him sweaty.
“Not anymore. I came looking for you because I didn’t want to be mad at you from earlier.”I missed you,I want to say. I peer into his tall, glorious frame. “Kiss me.”
He does it without a second thought.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
MAX
It’s a major turn-on that she came to find me. The sight of her dressed like she was going to a club has me feeling wild and untamed. My lips sink into hers, desperate for her touch and to taste her fine mouth. My hand trails from her spine to the nape. The fire between us is like no other. With jealousy infusing it, I bite her lip, and she sucks on my tongue. My other hand goes to her ass. As I lift her, she automatically tangles her legs around my waist. I walk us to the showers in the back of the gym. She moans into our kiss. I can’t get enough of her. I’ll admit after Rainey walked off disappointed at me not telling her the truth, I felt a pang in my chest. It was hard to breathe.
She’s right. I don’t like anyone being touchy, but fuck, do I take pleasure in her touch.
Her hand presses against my back, urging me closer as our lips move in a passionate dance. The heat of her touch scorches through my clothes, and I can feel the desperation in her grip as she pulls me toward her. Tearing my lips from hers, I lean her against the wall and peel my shirt off.
“What are you doing?” She breathes out, gasping.
“We are showering.” Eagerly, I take her crop top off. “I want you.” Damn bra. It falls to the ground when I unclasp it. Withher legs wrapped around me, she steadies herself. Rainey chases my lips; I’m too occupied unbuttoning her skirt to return a kiss. I groan when she presses into my massive hard-on. “Legs down.”
