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A Writer in Love Ch. 02

By: Lostinmich



Hello Readers I hope you enjoyed the first story in this series, and I hope you enjoy this one as well. If you have not read chapter one I highly recommend you do. Comments and suggestions are always welcome.

Special Thanks to my editor Bubba and Jen. 

*

Max sat on the end of the bed gently rubbing his eyes, glancing over to the sleeping form in the bed beside him. She was curled up on her side the white sheets of the bed draped around her waist. Slowly getting to his feet he grabbed the blanket gently pulling it up to her shoulder to cover her naked form. 

Tip-toeing across the room Max grabbed a pair of grey sweat pants that lay crumpled on the floor, and quietly left the room. After going through his morning ritual in the bathroom he stepped into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. Smiling to himself he walked into the living room and grabbed his laptop off the table, carrying it back into the kitchen. 

Leaning against the counter he read through his notes from the night before, then opened the story he was working on, after making a few corrections, he stood staring at the screen mulling over the direction the story should take.

Watching the small black prompt flash on the page, he frowned realizing that the only thing he could focus on was Tina, last night had been one of the most thrilling sexual experience of his life. Turning away from the laptop he rested back against the counter, listening to the gurgle of the coffee maker, That was when he saw the clock on stove in the kitchen. It was only 6:05 in the morning, chuckling softly he grabbed a cup from the cupboard and poured some coffee from the pot. Stepping over to the refrigerator, he opened the door to grab some milk when he saw the carton of eggs sitting on the shelf. Glancing around the frig he found he had bacon, cheese and one green pepper, smiling to himself he quickly grabbed the items from the frig and started preparing breakfast for his guest. 

Tina shivered slightly rolling over in the bed, her eyes fluttered open, looking lazily around the room. She smiled remembering the night of passion the night before. Stretching she heard soft music coming from beyond the bedroom door, it sounded like classic rock, listening for a second she realized it was AC/DC playing Thunderstruck. She giggled softly rolling her eyes, pushing the covers from her naked form and slowly climbing off the bed. 

"MMMM!" she murmured stretching again in front of the full length mirror in the corner of the room. She giggled feeling the sticky mess of their evening between her legs, slowly she examined her body in the mirror, running her fingers through her hair as she turned a complete circle. 

Now Tina never though of herself as a vain person, but she did enjoy seeing her naked form, especially in the throws of passion. "Next time I am gonna make him fuck me in front of you!" she whispered giving the mirror and small tap with her finger. Tina gave her reflection a mischievous grin, when she caught sight of a pair of closet doors in the reflected, turning with a grin, she tip-toed across the room towards the doors. 

Tossing them open with a giggle she saw it was a small walk in closet with a brown three door dresser against the back wall. Tina bit her lower lip in excitement, stepping into the closet running her hands along the suit coats and shirts that hung on either side.

Tina had many guilty pleasures in her life, tiny marsh mellows in her hot coco, reading a trashy romance novel on a quiet summer Sunday afternoon, and stealing dress shirts from her lovers. Nothing felt sexier to her then wearing a man's dress shirt, even better if he was around to remove it. Selecting a nice light blue button up dress shirt from the right side of the closet, she slipped it on, while buttoning it she caught sight of a small brown cardboard box tucked under the shirts labeled "John's Things." Glancing to the open door of the closet then back to the box, she knelt down reaching for the box but stopped herself. 'No, this is not right, you wouldn't want him going through your things' she sternly told herself. Standing up she gave the box a final glance before stepping out of the closet and back into the bedroom. 

She hunted around the room for several minutes trying to find any of her clothes from the night before, even checking under the bed but was confused when she couldn't find anything, other then his blue robe that lay on the bed next to where she was sleeping. Shrugging her shoulders and glancing into the mirror she checked to make sure that most of her "naughty bits" were covered, then she slipped out of the room, heading towards the music and the smell of cooked bacon.

*********

Max stood at the stove gently prodding a piece of bacon with a fork, he was not paying particular attention to the job at hand, because his mind was occupied working through the next section of his story. His laptop sat behind him, quietly playing music from his classic rock play-list. A text document was open on the desktop, which he would turn to type in ideas, as they came to him. 

He didn't even realize she was there till he felt a pair of hands slide around his waist, hugging him tightly, her finger tips softly ticking his stomach, feeling her head come to rest between his shoulder blades. 

"You're up?" he chuckled, scooping off the last piece of bacon onto a paper towel covered plate. 

"Mmhm," she giggled slipping a hand down past the waist line of his sweats to gently caress his rising manhood with her finger tips, "So are you?" she whispered

Max gave a soft grunt, turning around in her arms to, face her, feeling her fingertips slide up his back, as he moved. Looking down at her he saw she was wearing his light blue dress shirt, the top two buttons were left undone, exposing a fair bit of cleavage causing his erection to stiffen even more. 

"Did I wake you?" he whispered gently kissing her forehead, wrapping his arms around her waist holding her body closer to him. 

"Nope, not at all, I'm normally an early riser." she smiled reaching past him to grab a piece of bacon off the plate behind him. Pulling away from him she leaned back against the counter happily munching on her bacon. Max turned and grabbed a coffee mug from the cabinet above him and poured some coffee into it. 

"I know it is not a soy latte but I hope you like it." he said handing her the full coffee cup. She smiled taking the cup from him and taking a sip.

"Wow! This is good coffee, what is it?" she replied taking another sip.

"French Roast, but I buy the beans and grind them myself." Max proudly replied. "Eggs and toast?" he asked motioning to the stove top. 

"Yes please!" Tina smiled back turning to the laptop on the counter, she bent over the laptop reading through the bits of visible story left on the screen. Max turned watching her silently as the bacon in the pan crackled and popped. His gaze drifted up her tight smooth legs, rising till he caught sight of her heart shaped bottom, peaking out from under the bottom of his shirt. He watched her bottom flex and shift, with the swaying of her hips, feeling his manhood standing to full attention. 

"Max....the bacon is burning.." she whispered sweetly. His gaze snapped up to her smiling face that was peaking over her right shoulder, she wiggled her bottom at him with a quiet snicker. Blushing deeply he turned back to the bacon, grabbing a spatula scrambling to turn down the burner and pull the bacon from the pan to keep them from burning. 

Tina watched him frantically try to save their breakfast feeling a sexual rush from catching him watching her. "I better go sit down, I think I am distracting you." she sighed, reaching up to kiss him lightly on the cheek. Grabbing her coffee and stuffing the last bit of bacon in her mouth she hummed quietly to the music coming from the laptop as she walked away. 

*********

Sitting back in her chair with a satisfied pat of her stomach she watched Max sit quietly behind his laptop sipping his coffee and tapping softly. She was intrigued by the many looks he gave the screen, from smiles and smirks to frowns and almost angry looks. 

'He was a very handsome man,' she thought to herself, 'brilliant too,' from the way he spoke and wrote, when you get past his shyness. The first time she saw him watching her she was worried, but the more she caught him the more interested she had become, something just told her he was not some creepy stalker, just a guy, who seemed to be interested in her. 

Yesterday when she saw him through the window of the coffee shop, she realized that enough was enough, and she needed to confront him. She had walked in firmly deciding to just tell him to "fuck off", but once she saw his eyes, really looked at those two brown windows to his heart, she got an over whelming urge to give him a chance. 

Something about his eyes, that look, she saw it last night, when they had sex, and after when she was laying on his stomach, it caused her heart to flutter her pulse to race. She knew that look in his eyes, it scared her to think, that after her last relationship she wasn't sure she could handle that kind of weight again on her heart, but it was like a bad addiction she needed to see it now. She had to know that someone wanted her that way, Tina slowly uncrossed her legs and stood up from the table, crossing down the length of it she dragged her finger tips along the wood surface, till she was in arms reach of the laptop. 

Pushing the computer closed, when she walked by she saw him look up at her with a confused look. 'God there it was again, that emotion when he looks at me' she thought to herself, feeling her knees become weak, her heart skipping a beat. Silently reaching out she took his hand in hers urging him out of the chair, leading him silently over to the couch, she turned around pushing him down into the couch, and quietly climbed into his lap, like she had done the night before during the strip tease. 

She felt his hands slide up her thighs coming to rest on her hips, He grunted happily feeling the warmth between her legs pressed against the crotch of his sweat pants. Draping her arms on his shoulders she slowly leaned in kissing him softly on the lips. Her heart ached she could feel his passion for her in his kiss, knowing full well that her heart was sending the same signals back to him through hers.

She felt his hands slide up under the shirt his finger tips tickling the soft skin of her back, breaking the kiss she rested her forehead against his, "Max, what are you thinking about?" she whispered nervously feeling a lump in her throat dreading his response. 

Max could feel some tension in her back, she seemed to be anticipating an answer she didn't really want to hear, he wanted to tell her how much he loved her and wanted her to never leave him, but something in his head, something in his heart told him that this is not the right time, he could see it in her eyes. "I am thinking... that I am a very lucky guy to have such an incredible woman in my lap right now". 

Tina smiled giving him a soft kiss, leaning back she studied his face and knew there was more, 'He knows I am broken...' she thought. 

"What are you thinking about?" he asked pulling her closer to him,

"That...I want to know how you got started writing?" she asked.

"Well I got started in fifth grade when I had to write a story for an English class. I enjoyed getting my thoughts down on paper and working through a story in my mind. My mom, saw my interest in writing and encouraged me to write more. For Christmas that year she got me a leather bound notebook, and a silver pen set. She told me it was an idea book, and anytime I got an idea for a story I should write it down in this book, to save it." Max cleared his throat softly glancing down to his lap. "She always pushed me to write, every time i wrote a story, no matter how long or short she would put it in this large scrap book. Three years ago at Christmas she gave it too me, it was so neat seeing the evolution of my writing, on the last page was a blank piece of paper, she said it was for all the stories I have yet to write." 

"Does she know what you write now?" Tina asked giving him a quizzical look. 

"Yep, she read one of my books, she thinks I can do better with a subject that is more mainstream, but she is happy I am still writing but just not thrilled about the subject." he chuckled. 

"And how about your dad and brother? Do they know?" 

Max laughed shaking his head, "Well my father mind you, is a die hard old Marine so writing to him in general is not a career it is a hobby, at best. He never understood my passion for it, and was deeply upset that I choose to write instead of join the Marines like, he and my Grandfather had done." "My brother on the other hand, he followed in my father's footsteps and joined up. He always encouraged me to write, but it wasn't till he got sent over to Iraq that he truly appreciated what i wrote." Max laughed at his small joke, remembering the twelve page letters he use to send his brother, two of the pages were an actual letter, while the other ten was another chapter or two from one of his books. 

Tina saw the look of pain slowly creep across his face, he was looking beyond her, deep in thought. "Hey? What's wrong?" She asked touching his cheek.

"Huh? Oh nothing, just thinking about the last time I saw him." Max replied sadly. 

"Is he coming home soon?" Tina softly inquired.

"No. He was killed three months ago in a road side bombing." Max whispered rubbing his eyes, trying to wipe away the coming tears. 

"I'm sorry Max." she whispered pulling his head to her chest holding him tightly, she could feel his shoulders heave, and heard him sniff loudly. Wrapping his arms around her he held her tightly fighting with his tears trying to will himself to stop. 

Max was shocked the day his mother called and told him his brother had died. He remembered sitting down in his brown chair struggling to even comprehend the idea that his big brother was no longer around to listen to his stories, or to goad him about finding a girlfriend. 

Two days after the funeral a letter had arrived in the mail from his brother, it was post marked two weeks prior and it was a humorous letter from him. The last couple of paragraphs talked about how worried he was about going out on patrol, and how he only had two more months before his tour was up and he would be coming home. On the back of the last page was a final written line, "Talk to her you goof, before you lose her!" 

Max slowly sat up wiping his eyes, he looked up at her, she appeared to be saddened by what he had said. "I am sorry Tina, I just haven't thought about him since the funeral, and I..."

She covered his mouth gently with her hand. "Don't, be sorry, I understand. Thank you for sharing that with me." Tina was honestly touched by his admission, even more surprised he had been so open with her about something so tragic in his life. She felt sorry that he had lost someone so close to him, she knew that if either of her sisters or brother was killed that she would not be able to handle such a loss. 

"Max, tell me the most adventurous thing you have done during sex?" Tina asked nonchalantly, knowing that she needed to change the subject before they both became depressed.

Max gave a nervous laugh "Well, um having you on top?" Wiping away the last of his tears.

Tina sat back in surprise, shaking her head she replied "Bullshit! You have got to be kidding me?"

"No, I'm really not." he quietly answered. "My last girlfriend, well only girlfriend I have had, was not very adventurous." 

"So all the little sex scenes and scenarios you come up with in your books, you have never tried?" she asked.

"Yeah, most of them came from watching porn.." he timidly replied.

Tina started giggling which rolled into a full out laugh, trying to maintain her balance and keep from falling out of his lap. Max rolled his eyes and gently pushed her to the side climbing out from under her, standing up he walked back towards the kitchen, hurt by her reaction.

"Max!" she giggled struggling to climb off the couch and follow him. Max stood in the kitchen running some water in the sink and cleaning up pots and pans he had used to make breakfast. "Max? Stop please!" she called stepping into the kitchen seeing him standing over the sink watching the water. She feared that her laughter may have pushed things too far.

Reaching up he shut off the water looking down at the sink full of dishes, "Tina, my whole life I have been scared of women, I never knew how to act around them or talk to them. I lacked confidence, which has left me as kind of a recluse, which in turn limited my sexual experiences. The things I write are my fantasies, stuff I want to try so badly but am too afraid to ask for." 

Max felt a hand on his arm, looking up he saw her smiling face, pulling his arm away from the sink she wrapped it around her waist pulling him into a warm embrace. She kissed him deeply on the lips, letting her tongue roll slowly around his, she felt his hand slip from her waist to her bottom for a second before hesitating and resting back on her hip. 

Reaching back she grabbed his wrist pushing his hand down till it came to rest on her ass, feeling his erection poking into her stomach. With a quiet giggle she pulled away from him and grabbed his hand, pulling him along behind her. She lead him back into the living room stopping him in front of the couch, squatting down in front of him, she grabbed the waist band of his sweats and yanked them down, exposing his stiff manhood to her. 

Standing up she lightly kissed his lips and pushed him down onto the couch, "Don't move..." she whispered sweetly walking away from him and grabbing a chair from the dinning room table. Dropping the chair in front of him she slowly unbuttoned her shirt allowing it to hang open exposing her naked form, underneath. 

Smiling she sat down in the chair, placing her feet on the edge of the couch on either side of his knees, but keeping her legs closed. "Max, we are going to play a little game. It's called "Who can hold out the longest." The rules are simple, you can't touch me and I can't touch you. the first one to cum loses. Now to make this really interesting I am going to put a little wager on this, If I win, you are going to let me do whatever I want to you tonight. If! You win, I will do whatever you want tonight. Deal?"

"O...Ok." he replied watching her legs slowly open exposing the glistening pink lips of her sex, opening her knees wider she shifted her hips forward in the chair with a soft sigh. Glancing to her face he watched her seductively lick her lips with a sultry smile. 

Max tried to swallow around the large lump in his throat, and calm his racing heartbeat but watching her brush away her shirt with a flick of her finger exposing her hard nipples to him was causing his mouth to go dry. Gently trailing her finger tips around her breast she moaned softly taking the nipple with her finger tips, giving it a gentle squeeze. 

"Now Now Max, you have to play too.." she cooed letting her hand drift down her taunt stomach, coming to rest on her mound. Max reached for his aching member with his right hand, he felt so nervous and worried about putting on a show for her, but a shiver of excitement raced through him. In the back of his mind a small voice was urging him on, telling him to grab his hard cock and stroke it for this dirty little woman. 

Grasping his cock with a grunt of pleasure he slowly Begin to stroke it, letting his finger tips glide along his length feeling it throb in his hand.

"That's it Max, stroke that fat cock for me!" she whimpered. His sight jumped from her pleasure induced smile to her busy fingers that were rubbing and pulling on those soft puffy pink lips. her fingers danced along her pussy pushing and probing all the right places to maximize her own pleasure. Sliding her index finger up she found her hard little clit poking out proudly from it's little hood. She flicked her finger over the sensitive bit, sending a shock of sexual pleasure through her body. Looking back to him she could see that his hand, and head were slick with precum, licking her lips she pushed away the desire to pull his hand away and suck his hard member till he shot his thick load down her throat, biting her lower lip she shook the thought away which threatened to push her over the edge. 


A Writer in Love Ch. 02



Max was also biting his lip, trying to induce some measure of distraction, feeling his orgasm building much quicker then he expected. His eyes were glued to the scene playing out in front of him, her hands were glistening with her excitement, rolling, stroking, and rubbing he felt beads of sweat rolling down the back of his neck, fighting for control over his arousal. 

"Are you close Max?" she whispered.

"Y..Yes!" he moaned out closing his eyes tightly to stave off another wave of pleasure. He heard her moan softly opening his eyes he saw her licking her sticky juices from her fingers, letting them slide from between her red lips with a soft pop. 

Whimpering softly he tried to slow his stokes, he could feel his own member throb with each stroke making him more and more sensitive with each pass of his precum covered hand. 

"Cum for me Max, show me what you got!" she said seductively flashing him a wicked grin. It was too much for him, he was on the edge of reason and he didn't care anymore if he lost, the urge to release was too much. 

'Well if your gonna lose Max, at least make it memorable.' he thought quickly before is brain worked out the ramifications of his actions, he stood up grabbing the back of her chair kissed her fiercely on the lips, his tongue diving into her mouth with reckless abandonment. Breaking the kiss to look into her eyes, he moaned out her name thrust his hips forward feeling the sweet sensation of release. 

The first release of his seed made Tina jump in shock, looking down she watched the thick stream of his orgasm draw a line down between her breasts. She glanced to his cock, watching the next eruption spray from his manhood splashing against her stomach with a soft splat, causing her to giggle quietly. 

"Oh god! Tina!" he moaned out trying to keep his shaking knees from giving out and send him tumbling down on top of her. Letting go of the chair he carefully sat back down on the edge of the couch, fighting to catch his breath. Looking back at Tina he saw her sitting in the chair, covered in his seed, with a beaming smile on her face. 

"Holy fuck Max!" she called out excitedly looking down at the cum that was pooling in her lap. 

"I'm sorry.." he whispered hanging his head in shame. 

"Sorry nothing Max, that was fucking hot!" she beamed climbing out of the chair and pushing him back on the couch so she could climb into his lap, feeling his sticky seed run down her thighs. "You have no idea how much that turned me on!" she exclaimed forcing his face up and kissing him deeply on the mouth. 

"Really?" Max tried to say around her passionate kissing. Sitting back from him she looked in the eyes, seeing the slight confusion in them. 

"Max," she whispered sweetly, "I promise if you do something I don't enjoy I will tell you. I want you to be adventurous, I want you to experiment." 

Max gave her a warm smile in return pulling her close and kissing her softly, slipping his hands around her hips to gently cup her bottom. Slowly she pulled away from him, letting the kiss linger for a moment before standing up and stripping off his shirt. 

"Come with me!" she softly spoke, holding out her hand. Max took it standing up and kicking off his sweats, giving her a confused look. She quietly led him into the bathroom shutting the door behind him and making him stand facing the glass shower door. 

Max rested back against the counter watching her turn on the shower holding her hand out under the water to test the temperature. She turned back flashing a sexy smile as she stepped into the shower letting the water cascade down her body to wash away the sticky mess he had made. 

Leaning back against the opposite wall she stood there staring at him with an alluring grin, running her fingers through her brown hair. Reaching over to a small shelf she grabbed the bar of soap, rolling it in her hands building a white frothy lather.  

"Max? Will you come wash my front?" she whimpered holding out the bar of soap out to him. Smiling back at her he pushed off from the counter stepping into the shower pulling the door shut behind him. 

****** 

Max nervously sat in the small Italian restaurant that they had agreed to meet at. Glancing around the room he watched other couples chatting quietly at their table, under the low candle light that filled the room. He spared a glance to the door each time he saw someone come in hoping that it was Tina. 

The waiter had stopped twice at his table, asking if he was ready to order, each time he asked for a refill of his water and another basket of bread sticks. Glancing down at his watch he noticed that she was already thirty minutes late. Leaning back in the chair he scanned the room again hoping that she had been here the whole time just sitting at another table, nervously waiting for him to show as well. 

He jumped when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, excited he reached in flicking on the screen to see that there was a message from her. It read. "Sorry can't make tonight, am leaving town, take care of yourself T~" 

Max sat back in shock, reading the text twice more before the realization of her words started to sink in. Quickly he typed back "What is going on?? Why?" He sat staring at his phone, willing her to respond, questioning every comment, and conversation they ever had searching for the thing that had turned her away. 

Standing up from the chair he pulled a twenty dollar bill from his wallet leaving it on the table as he grabbed his coat and headed for the door. As soon as he was outside he dialed her number it rang once then he heard the familiar tone and her voice telling him to leave a message. He canceled the call and pushed the redial, again he got her voice mail. Angrily he redialed her phone again it rang several times then he heard her voice mail. He left a hurried message pleading with Tina to call him and explain what was going on. 

Standing on the curb he fought with the urge to run around the city looking for her, but not knowing where she lived it was the proverbial "needle in a haystack" Stuffing his phone in his pants pocket he hung his head with grief turning in the direction of his home.

******

Standing on the street corner she saw him exit the restaurant, she watched him pace back and forth, feeling her own phone vibrate with each step he took. A tear streaked down her cheek, reaching for her phone silencing the vibrations and sending the caller to her voice mail. 

Pain gripped her chest watching as she watched him hang his head in shame, defeated he slowly turned towards the direction of his house. Watching him leave she straightened her shoulders, she knew this was for the best, she knew she could not return the feelings he had for her, she was a broken soul. Biting her lower lip and fighting back another rush of tears she whispered, "I am sorry Max.." 

Turning away she slowly made her way back to her apartment, only focusing on putting one foot in front of the other and push aside her own emotions.



A Writer in Love Ch. 03



Chapter three and the final part of the current story arch. I have plans for more and will be putting them together soon. I hope you have enjoyed everything up to this point, and would love to hear back from you.

Special Thanks to Bubba my amazing editor. 

*

Max snapped awake, holding his head as it throbbed and pounded in pain. Sunlight filtered in through the windows across the room, and he realized he was laying on his couch, still dressed from the night before. Grunting with effort he sat up seeing an empty glass cup on the floor next to a empty bottle of Jack Daniels Whiskey. 

Groaning softly he ran his fingers through his blond hair, trying to focus, through the haze clouding his mind, struggling to remember the events from the night before. He remembered coming home with the bottle after the failed attempts at calling Tina....

Breathing deeply he remembered the last text message she sent him about leaving town and to take care of himself. Standing up from the couch, his vision swam causing him to stumble slightly, reaching out he caught the end of the coach steadying himself. 

Slowly he made his way to the kitchen, determined to find some pain killers to stop the awful headache that lanced through his alcohol soaked mind. Max stood silently in the kitchen mentally berating himself for getting so drunk that he couldn't remember what he had done. Taking the pills in his hand, with a glass of water, he slowly made his way towards his bedroom. 

After stripping and taking a long hot shower, Max started to feel a bit more alert, but while in the shower he battled with waves of nausea which threatened to send him huddling over the toilet like a college kid at a frat party. Walking into the bedroom he stood staring at the bed, which was still left in shambles from the evening with Tina. 

Shaking his head slowly making his way into the closet to get changed, he made a mental note to take his bedding to the cleaners. Dressing quickly in a pair of faded blue jeans and a dark blue t-shirt, he walked over to the bed and stripped the blankets off leaving them in a pile at the foot of the bed.

Thoughts of her still drifted through his mind, unanswered questions haunted each through; why had she left? What had he done to drive her away so abruptly? Sighing softly he walked back into the living room picking up the empty bottle and glass. He spent the next several hours just keeping busy cleaning his apartment. Trying in vain to just keep his thoughts at the task at hand, instead of her. 

Max was stuffing the last of the bed sheets into a large cloth sack he used to take his clothes down to the laundry. He was walking into his living room to get his wallet when a very quiet knock sounded from the front door. It was so quiet that Max stood silently in the living room trying to figure out if he had heard it or if it had been a figment of his imagination. Shaking his head, he took a step but stopped when he heard the sound again. Turning he walked towards the door, opening it he glanced out, and his heart froze for an instant, he felt his pulse race as he saw Tina, standing in the door way giving him a nervous smile. 

"Hi...Max" she whispered looking up at him with her piercing blue eyes, which were red and blood shoot from recent tears. His heart was hammering in his chest, he felt his hands shaking, and a small part of him was screaming for joy, while another part of him was seething with rage. 

"Hey.." he replied trying to keep his voice even, masking his mixed emotions. He made no motion for her to enter, and she made no move towards him, only dropping her eyes to the ground searching for something unseen. 

"Max....I.. I am sorry about last night." She whispered fingering the zipper of her blue lightweight jacket. She was wearing a red t-shirt, blue jeans with a large duffel bag on the floor next to her. 

Max's rage won out the battle of his emotions, when she mentioned the events of the previous night. He fought back his desire to shout her down, tell her how much she had hurt him, how used he felt. Swallowing past the lump in his throat, "It's fine, I understand." he replied hearing the quivering anger in his own voice.

'Fuck if he understood why she had done it!' he thought to himself feeling his anger rising clutching the door he resisted the urge to slam the door in her face, and walk away from this whole mess. 

"Max It's not fine, you don't understand...." she pleaded taking a step toward him. "I...I know it was wrong what i did last night, but I freaked out."

"Why?!" he asked sternly

"Cause I was afraid of..." she let the words trail off nibbling on her lower lip. 

"Of What?!" Max could feel his anger reaching the breaking point, his mind swirled with thoughts of slamming the door shut or screaming at her, anything to get her to explain why she was being so cryptic.

Tina shook her head sniffing loudly and whipping her eyes with the cuff of her jacket. "That I was falling in love with you." she whimpered.

Max felt his emotions come to a screaming halt, standing in shock trying to process her last remark. Guilt sweep over him, realizing that saying that line alone had been a very large hurdle for her to overcome. 

Stepping into the hallway he wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly, she broke down into tears burying her face in his chest, while clutching his shirt. Max gently rubbed her back, comforting her silently like a parent would to a child that had stubbed their toe. 

Tina gently pushed away from the embrace quickly trying to dry her eyes on the cuffs of her coat. "Max, I am so sorry I hurt you. I was so scared..." she whispered looking up at him with her red rimmed eyes. Tears streaked down her cheeks leaving little trails in their wake. 

"Look come inside lets talk." he whispered back reaching up to brush her brown hair from her face, gently caressing her cheek. Tina nodded reaching down to grab her small bag, and allowed him to lead her into the apartment. 

**************

Tina sat on the couch, still trying to calm her nerves and stead herself for the explanation she had to give him. She realized she had not spoken to anyone about her past in over a year but she knew she owed him this, more then anything. 

Max stood in front of her with a glass of water in his hands and a small box of tissues. She smiled up and him taking the glass and tissues. He smiled back at her reassuringly 'God that smile, I love your smile.' she thought to herself, taking a drink from the glass. 

"Max, I need to tell you about myself, why I did what I did." she started watching him take a seat next to her on the couch. 

"Tina, you don't have to explain anything, I can understand being scared." He replied reaching out to take her hand. 

"No, I have to tell you, I have to be honest with you." she replied firmly, taking his hand, drawing a measure of confidence from it's warmth. Taking another sip from the glass she set it down on a small table next to the couch, "Max several years ago I was in a relationship with another guy. Matt was his name, I was in love with him, we were very close even talking marriage at one point. We were living together in an apartment, and things were going well till he got laid off from the lumber yard he was working at. That is when things seemed to fall apart." Clearing her throat she closed her eyes fighting for control over her tears that were welling up with the pain of bringing back such heart wrenching memories. 

Max gently squeezed her hands giving her time to collect herself, over what seemed to be a very difficult story to tell him. 

"Matt was really a nice guy, fun loving, spontaneous and positive, but when he got laid off he changed. He started going out with his friends, bowling and drinking. He would come home drunk and pass out on the couch. Money got very tight, at the time I was working at a grocery store as a manager, we barely kept our head above water. It made it worse that he would go out drinking and blow what little money we had extra each month. The more he went out and drank the worse he got, he would come home angry, yelling about this or that, breaking stuff around the house." "One night he came home really drunk, he found out that he had lost his unemployment status cause he was not looking for a new job. He started screaming at me about not supporting him, and that I didn't love him enough. I started shouting back at him..." her voice began to waver, Max could feel her hand quivering in his, seeing a pained express cross her features. He was going to speak and tell her she didn't need to say anymore but a squeeze of his hand stopped him. 

"I didn't even see it coming Max..." she whispered hanging her head. "He hit me once, in the side of the head with his right fist.... I blacked out for a moment and when I woke up I was on the floor, he was standing over me shouting at me to get up. He was terrifying... I tried to move away from him but her kicked me in the stomach, and I couldn't breath. The last thing I remember was him kneeling down next to me, calling me a stupid whore, and felt him hit me again in the head."

Tears ran freely down her cheeks, she was trembling, Max sat next to her stunned unsure of what to do or even say to her. He placed his arm around her shoulders drawing her closer to him, she accepted the embrace nestling her head in the crux of his shoulder. He gently stroked her hair, trying his best to soothe her. 

"When I woke up I was in the hospital, I could barely see and it hurt to breath" she whispered, wiping her eyes and nose with a tissue. "My neighbor, this kind old women who I rarely spoke to, was sitting in the chair next to me quietly knitting. She told me she had called the cops when she had heard us screaming. She told me that she was sorry she had not called sooner, then she told me that when the police didn't get an answer, they broke into the apartment and found me on the floor..." she covered her mouth quickly, a queasy feeling twisted her stomach, she felt a new rush of tears, remembering that poor old women holding her hand tightly and telling her that Matt had taken his own life. 

"Tina. Please. It's OK, I get it." Max whispered brushed the hair that had fallen into her face. Pulling her body to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck holding him tightly feeling the safety of his embrace. 

"Last night when I was changing to meet you I realized that I couldn't wait to see you. You were all I could think about, it scared me to think that I could love someone as deeply as I had loved Matt." Tina whispered in his ear chocking back more tears. 

"I love you too Tina, but I knew you weren't ready to hear that. You know I would never hurt you." he whispered in return. Pulling away from his embrace she looked into his eyes seeing the truth he had spoken. Tina leaned forward kissing him passionately on the lips, her heart swelled with emotion from his touch. She felt his hand gently cup her cheek, pulling her closer, while he laid back on the couch. Tina stretched out on top of him giggling softly around the kiss, that was growing with intensity. Parting her lips she felt his tongue waiting for hers, while his hands slipped around to her back, holding her in a comforting embrace. 

Tina rested her head on his chest, listening to the quiet thump-thump of his heart. He was gently stroking her hair, while other hand clasped hers. Tina felt safe, the first time she had felt safe in a mans arms in a long time. Closing her eyes concentrating on thumping of his heart and the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Tina felt her mind wander, finally feeling a sense of freedom, and release. A small smile crossed her lips, seeing Max's smile in her mind, just before she drifted off to sleep. 

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Max had not even realized he had fallen asleep, opening his eyes he felt a familiar weight on his body, looking down he saw Tina's beaming smile. She was resting her chin on top of her folded hands watching him silently. 

"Hey?" he mumbled rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands. 

"Hey yourself.." she whispered reaching up to gently caress his cheek. 

"Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." he replied flexing his legs trying to work the stiffness out of them. 

"Oh no, your fine, I feel asleep too." she giggled patting his chest softly feeling the firm muscles underneath flex, causing a tingle of arousal to spread through her body. 

"Are you feeling better?" Max whispered reaching down to brush a lock of hair from her face, he could feel his manhood stirring with a mix of "morning arousal" and the close proximity of Tina's warm body. He could feel her breasts pushing into his arm and her hand gently rubbed his chest.

Tina nuzzled her cheek into the palm of his hand; she felt his hand slowly slip to her chin gently tilting her head so she was looking up into his eyes. He gave her that sweet sexy smile of his, shifting she slowly crawled up so that she was hovering over him, leaning down she pressed her lips against his kissing him deeply on the lips. She opened her mouth slightly excepting his probing tongue feeling it dance and rub against her own. Tina heard herself whimper softy, feeling his arousal straining through his pants, rubbing against her inner thigh. 

Pulling away from him she sat up slightly she placed her hands on the arm of the couch to support herself, looking back down at him she felt him shift his hips slightly pressing his throbbing member into her. Looking back at her the smile faded from his lips, and a very serious look crossed his face, "Tina...I...I want you to know that I will never hurt you." She moved her hand to stop him but he shook his head and continued. "You are the most sweetest, caring, and the most gorgeous women I have ever met, and the thought of hurting you just makes me physically ill." "I care... I love you too much to see you harmed..." 

His touching words made tears well up behind her eyes, but she had already known this, she could see it in his eyes and way they shined when ever he looked at her. Wiping her eyes she smiled down at him, " Thank you baby that is sweet of you to say but I already knew." she replied leaning down to kiss him softly on the lips. "Can I ask you something?" she whispered gently brushing her nose against his.

"Yeah, anything" Max replied with a chuckle. 

"How could any women walk away from you? You are so sweet and caring, I figured your last girlfriend would have you married and settled by now?" 

Max felt his stomach twist at the mention of Kimberly, his ex-girlfriend. Shifting his legs under her he grabbed her hips and moved her so she was sitting in his lap, trying to work his knees to get the blood flowing again. Tina allowed him to reposition himself but made no move to get off of him. 

"Her name was Kimberly, she was....she was a nice girl, but had some issues with me that could not be resolved." Max started letting his hands drift down to her hips, squeezing them gently. Tina giggled at his last comment sitting up on her knees and gently grinding the crotch of her jeans into his lap. "Kim was a very straight arrow kind of person, she didn't drink, was very conscious of her appearance, worked out daily and was a very intelligent person." "She wasn't a bad person but she was very set in her ways, very strict about what happens to and around her."

"So how did you two meet?" Tina asked giving a little wiggle of her hips, she could still feel her own arousal rising, and was resisting the urge to tear her cloths off and force herself on him, but her growing curiosity held her urges in check. 

"Well my mother introduced us at a family bar-b-q, she knew Kim's parents and they invited them and Kim with the intention of introducing us." "At first it seemed like everything was good, we got along well enough and we had some things in common, love of books and movies." "We dated for a year before we decided to move in together, that was when things started to fall apart. Like I said she was very orderly, and it was her way or no way." "At the end of our second year she moved her things out of the apartment we had and called to tell me she could not be with me if I was going to do what I do, and that I needed help for my addiction!" 

Tina arched an eyebrow and giggled, "Addiction? What the kind of addiction?" 

Max blushed averting his eyes letting his hands fall off her hips, "it is kind of embarrassing..."

Tina reached down and poked him in the stomach, "your not some crazy ex-crack head are you?" she asked still poking him gently in the stomach. 

"No! do I look like an ex-crack head?" Max replied with a chuckled trying to push her poking finger away. 

Tina easily dodged his attempts at blocking her finger and used both hands to continue to poke, which turned into a tickle causing him to laugh and plead with her to stop. "Tell me and I will stop!" she whimsically sang out as she reached around and ticked his sides just above his hips.

"All right!" Max cried out grabbing her by the wrists with each hand and holding her arms out away from him. "She said I had a....porn addiction!" Max's face turned a deep red, as he twisted away from her trying to get out from under her. 

Tina quickly put her hands on his shoulder pinning him down to the couch, "Why?" she asked with a very serious tone of voice. Max struggled against her grip but she only had to shift her weight slightly to keep him pinned to the couch. "Why?" she asked again easing back allowing him to move his shoulders slightly. 

Max finally stopped moving and gave an exasperated sigh, looking up at her he could see the very serious look on her face. "I...I was watching it regularly to help with my first book. She asked what I was doing and told her I was trying to do some research, she told me she thought that porn was disgusting and asked me not to bring it into our home. She then asked me about my story and why I needed porn, I explained what I wanted to write about and she got upset. She asked me to stop writing the story, I tried for about a month, but the story just wouldn't stop unfolding in my mind. It was like a movie stuck on play, and I couldn't shut it off. So I started writing it in secret, when I had time, I just had to get it out. The night I finished it I fell asleep on the couch, I had left my laptop on the table and when I woke up in the middle of the night I found her sitting across from me reading the story. We got into this long draw out fight, I tried to explain to her that it was just something I needed to do. The fight ended when she went into the bedroom and locked herself in. I slept on the couch and the next day she moved out."

Tina had completely relaxed her grip sitting back upright in his lap mulling over the story, realizing how silly the whole thing was. "Max, baby, that is the most retarded thing I have ever heard!" she exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. "Let me ask you this, how often did you two fuck?" she grinned putting her hands on her hips, "I mean just all out fuck, naked sweaty dirty sex, the kind you do on a summers day with the windows open, on the floor grunting and moaning?" she asked placing her hands on the arm of the couch leaning down to gaze into his eyes, which were wide with shock. "When was the last time... she pushed you against the wall, dropped to her knees pulled your hard cock out of your pants and sucked on you till you collapsed in pleasure?" she whispered in a soft sultry voice. Max slowly shook his head no, and she could feel that his arousal was back and in a big way. 

Tina could feel that her panties were wet and sticking to her sex, shifting she ground herself down into his erection making him grunt softly in response. "Max baby, when was the last time you tossed her down on the bed, took off her white cotton panties spread her legs wide and buried your face in her dripping pussy? Tell me Max, did she let you do that?" she barely whispered while she rubbed her lips against his. Tina slowly slipped her hand down from the arm of the couch, letting her finger tips drag along his cheek, then down his neck and across his chest, slowly slipping down between their bodies. "Tell me Max when was the last time you really just had some mind blowing carnal sex?" she whispered into his ear while her fingers closed around his throbbing manhood. 




A Writer in Love Ch. 03



Max let out a soft moan, feeling her hand squeeze his pulsating manhood. He was still reeling from her barrage of questions. Max closed his eyes when he felt her lips brush against his urging him on, he cupped her cheek and kissed her deeply feeling her hips rubbing and bumping in time with his own, he didn't even realize he was dry humping her till he felt her hand pull away from him. In the back of his mind he could see himself picking her up carrying her into the bed room, tearing her cloths off and ravishing her body. His trouble some common sense won out and his hands remained firmly panted on her moving hips. 

Tina could see the look on his face, 'he was thinking again' she thought feeling his hands move slightly but come back to rest on her hips. 'The stuff he writes is so fucking erotic how could he resist acting on it?' She questioned herself. 'I need to break this nasty habit' she surmized leaning down kissing him deeply on the lips then quickly climbed off him standing up next to the couch. 

Max's eyes flutter open looking up at Tina who was standing there red in the face, hands on her hips looking down at him with a wicked grin on her face. Max slowly sat upright with a questioning look on his face, he feared that maybe he had done something wrong.

Tina rolled her eyes and leaned over placing her hands on his knees so she could look him in the eyes. "Stop thinking, and do it baby..." she whispered standing back up in front of him. 

Max's mind was a jumbled mess of ideas, half of him was screaming to act the other half begged him to be cautious, his cock was throbbing in his pants and his heart was pounding in his chest. Max was staring down into his lap when he saw her arms fall to her sides and she turned to walk away from him with an groan of frustration. 

Before he could even understand why or what he was doing he reached out and grabbed her wrist holding her tightly, "Please Tina, I just...this is hard for me, I am not like this..." he whispered. 

"Max you don't have to be afraid, you can be free around me, I don't judge...remember?" she whispered slipping her wrist free and letting her fingers slip into his. Max slowly stood up wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her tightly, burying his face in her shoulder. She felt his lips gently kiss the tender flesh of her shoulder, while his hand drifted down to her ass gripping it tightly. 

Letting her hand go he slipped the other arm around her waist taking a step towards the bedroom. Summoning what little courage he had he lead her across the room like this kissing his way up her neck feeling her fingers slip through his hair tickling the back of his neck. She sighed softly into his neck letting him guild her along, 'Oh god yes Max, just go with it baby' she thought feeling him squeeze her body against his throbbing cock. 

Max had pushed all his doubts aside, his pulse was jumping with each step they took, he wanted her in the most carnal erotic way, he could dream up. Bedroom scenarios flashed through his mind, some he had written in his stories, some he had yet to write. Stopping their moment in the hallway he pulled back from her neck and realized he was standing at the door way to the bedroom. Glancing into the room then back to her he flashed a wicked smile, pushing he gently against the wall. Reaching down his mind only focused on the beauty in front of him he grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it quickly over her head tossing it aside. Her marveled at her two soft globes concealed inside her black lace bra, watching them rise and fall with each breath she took. The nipples were erect and pushing against the material imprinting two small bumps at the tip of her lace covered cones. Stepping to her he kissing her passionately pushing his tongue past her lips to drink in her arousal, his hands slipped behind her back, trying to work the small hooks, which refused to release. Grunting in frustration he yanked hard feeling the bra release as the sound of small metal pieces danced off the wall behind her. 

Tina gave a yelp in surprise pushing him away and pulling off her bra to inspect the damage. Max grabbed the bra and tossed it aside muttering something about buying her a new one later. Tina chuckled softly till she felt him grab the front of her jeans, pushing her back against the wall again with another strong passionate kiss.

Max fumbled with the button for a minute before feeling it release, slipping his hands around to her hips, he pushed the jeans down feeling Tina arch her back allowing them to fall freely from behind her. Crumpling at her feet, she quickly stepped out of them as she felt his hands back on her hips pulling at the black lace g-string she was wearing. 

Wrapping his hands around her waist he pulled her back from the wall kissing her lips, as he lead her into the bedroom. He stopped her, glancing to the bed, realizing that he had removed all the sheets and left them stuff in a laundry bag on the floor. Feeling the throbbing in his jeans he quickly decided that he didn't give a fuck if the bed was covered or not. Grabbing her panties he pulled at them sharply Tina quickly grabbed his wrist, "Gently baby I would like to wear these home." she snickered pulling his hands away and quickly wiggled out of her panties. 

Leading her over to the foot of the bed he kissed her softly then gently pushed her down so that she was sitting on the foot of the bed. He gazed down at her watching her leaning back on her palms and slowly spreading her legs, urging him silently to finish what he had started. 

Max marveled at her beauty, her nipples were two hard little pebbles atop their soft mounds, her chest was rising and falling in rapid succession, the muscles in her stomach were taunt and the mound above her sex had been cleared it of it's little happy trail of hair and gleamed with arousal. 

Max licked his lips unconsciously watching her knees slowly rock back and forth, slowly he knelt in front of her reaching down he grabbed her left foot cradling the heel in his palm. Glancing up to her she gave him a curious smile, which he returned with one of his own, before leaning down to plant a soft kiss on the inside of her ankle. Max slowly kissed his way up the inside of her shin, around her knee then the inside of her thigh. Opening her leg wider he kissing the small void between her sex and hip, passing over her sex he pursed his lips and blew a soft cool breeze across the glistening lips. 

Tina jumped when she felt the cool air on her exposed sex, moaning softly placing her hand on the back of his head, urging him to do more then tease her, but he resisted against her hand, instead moving to her right thigh giving it a soft kiss and working his way back down her leg. She gave a small cry of displeasure but she felt his finger tips glide along her left thigh making her sex tingle in response. 

Max shifted forward slightly when he got to her right ankle, giving it a final kiss before glancing up to see Tina was watching him intently waiting to see the next move he would make. His eyes drifted down her body again, finally coming to rest on her engorged pussy. Slipping a hand beneath each knee, spreading her legs wide her felt her lean back on her elbows, trying to strain her neck to watch him. 

Max leaned close to her pussy feeling it's warmth radiate from it, he could smell her excitement and could feel her body quiver with anticipation. The smell of her was invigorating, everything he had ever written about the smell of a women's arousal never came close to this scent. Opening his eyes, he looked at the light pink folds of her sex, seeing them glisten with her passion. Looking closer he could see a small very light pink hood housing her clit, which was a deeper shade of pink, peaking out from inside it home. 

Max natural trepidation kicked in while he was examining her women hood, a sudden realization came to him that he had no idea how to pleasure a women this way. Kim had always said that oral sex was "nasty" and she would never let a man put his mouth where she urinated. Max started to back away when her felt a hand on the top of his head urging him forward, closing his eyes and allowing the hand to guide him forward. 

His tongue leap from his mouth when he felt her velvet lips make contact with his, driving it deep inside her tunnel, he got his first taste of an aroused women, and felt her hips buck slightly at his touch. His tongue darted back and fourth tasting every drop of her sweet taste he could. Her taste was sweet but tangy, like an ice cold glass of fresh lemonade with just the right amount of sugar. He groaned loudly licking her tight hole, feeling the walls contract slightly around his tongue, before pulling back and drawing her lips into his mouth and sucking on them gently. 

Tina fell back on the bed, with a loud moan, when she felt him sucking on her enlarged lips, she grabbed her breast and slowly kneaded them rolling the nipples around between her index finger and thumb. She could tell that he was clearly inexperienced, but what he lacked in skill he was making up for it with enthusiasm. 

Max let go of her lips, eyeing her dripping sex and smiling to himself he could see that she had fallen back on the bed and the moan she released assured him he was doing something right. Spreading her legs wider he planted the flat of his tongue against the base of her pussy and licked up curling his tongue at the end to flick her now exposed clit. "Oh Fuck!" Tina exclaimed her whole body jumping when he flicked her little bean. 

Max stuck his tongue out rolling the tip around her clit pushing against it and rubbing it. Tina kept jumping and twisting in his grip, grunting and moaning loudly pulling at her nipples in her excitement. Max wrapped his lips around the small hard pleasure point and sucked on it for a second, before releasing her quickly when she kicked her legs out of his grasp and twisted away from him. Max was pulling away when he felt her hand on his head guiding him again back to her. "Oh my god, please don't stop baby. Suck my little clitty, make me cum for you." she moaned out. 

Max licked and sucked on her little nub several more times, feeling her body quake and shiver with each pass of his tongue. She moaned out his name dragged her nails up the back of his head, combing through his hair, while she continued to pull and roll her nipples. Max was starting to feel the ache of his erection, he had paid very little attention to his own needs and was starting to feel the strain of it, he was also keenly aware of his internal desire to slide his cock inside her soft folds and feel her body erupt around him. 

Letting go of her knees Max slowly stood feeling the blood flow back into his stiff knees. Max quickly kicked off his shoes, and yanked off his shirt, throwing it to his left, while he fumbled with the belt of his pants. Tina had crawled back a bit more on the bed, resting on her elbows watching him with lust filled half closed eyes. 

Max quickly shucked off his pants kicking them off behind in, climbing onto the edge of the bed, crawling up between her open legs. Hovering over her he leaned down kissing her gently, while she grasped his throbbing erection directing it to her wet snatch. 

Max's felt the head of his manhood slip into her wet channel with ease, groaning loudly he pushed his hips forward greedily, wanting to feel more of her wrapped around him. "FUCK YES!" Tina groaned out feeling his pulsing member penetrate her body sending a rush of sexual energy coursing through her. "Fuck me Max, make love to me, make me feel whole.." Tina whispered opening her legs wider and thrusting her hips trying to draw more of his length inside her. 

Max grunted a response thrusting his hips forward, driving himself in deeper, feeling the walls of her sex contract around him holding him then releasing him just before he withdrew. Max withdrew till he had just the tip left inside her, feeling her hips rise not wanting him to leave. He pushed back in again, before withdrawing quickly and driving in again, she was warm, tight and wet, he reveled in the sensations flowing through his body, with each thrust brought a warm wash of pleasure up his spine, and each moan or whimper from her spurned him on to dive back inside her. 

Tina's head was swimming with a mix of emotions and pleasure, she could feel his body moving over her, each time she felt his lips and tongue on her nipple or neck sent a jolt of electricity down to her sex. Each time he kissed her deeply, she could taste and smell her own arousal on his lips, both of which made her dizzy with excitement. 

"Oh god you feel so good Tina," he moaned out lifting one of her knees allowing him to open her more to his thrusting manhood. He was thrusting his hips hard, punctuating every thrust of his manhood inside her with quick short strokes, slamming his hips into her body.

"Yes! YES!" Tina called out grabbing his strong arms, feeling his muscles flex with each thrust. "YES MAX DO IT, MAKE ME CUM!" Tina screamed out. She could feel her body being taken to the breaking point, her ears were ringing her heart was threatening to jump out of her chest, and she could feel that familiar tingle where their bodies met, telling her she was closer then she thought she was. Reaching out she grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips to hers, kissing him fiercely as she let go of the last of her willpower, allowing the sweet sensation of release to wash over her.

Max continued to thrust inside her, even after she grabbed him and pulled him down to her lips, kissing, him deeply and sucking on his tongue. He felt her body go rigid, then she let out a muffled scream of pleasure, pulling back from her she grabbed his hips and bucked harder against him, her eyes closed tightly she went rigid again, this time he felt her clamp down on his shaft. "Oh god Max yes, you have no idea..." her voice trailing off into a moan, when he thrust again in side her. 

Max thrust harder and faster, slamming his hips into her, driving her into the bed, feeling his body quickly coming to the breaking point. "Tina..." he whispered, feeling his arms ache from holding himself up and the pressure in his manhood closing in on his impending release. 

"Cum for me Max, let go baby..."she whispered back looking into his eyes and gently brushing her hand against his cheek then down his chest. Max saw the look of love and passion in her eyes when she asked him to release. Max closed his eyes for a split second feeling the blissful sensation of release washed over him. He could feel his member pumping into her emptying what had to be the biggest release of his young life. It seemed like he kept cumming and would not stop till his body was completely drained. 

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Falling onto the bed next to Tina his entire body shook with energy, and adrenaline, his eyes still closed he felt Tina shift around in the bed, grabbing his arm, draping it over her shoulder, nestling her forehead against his chest, pushing her body against his, while wrapping her arm around his waist. 

"Tina?" Max whispered, opening his eyes to look down at her. 

"Mmm?" 

"I...She....never..." Max started to explain but Tina brought her hand to his lips silencing the rest of his sentence. Giving her shoulders a gentle squeeze he realized he didn't need to say it, she knew.



A Writer in Love Ch. 04



Hello Readers, I hope you enjoyed the first three chapters as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thank you to everyone that took the time to vote or post a comment, I really love seeing feedback of any kind from the readers. 

This is a second story arch in the world of Tina and Max. I have skipped ahead in time just a bit, but merely to just get through the "boring day to day life stuff" You got to see how this happy couple meet, now I offer you a chance to see how this budding couple becomes closer even still. One word of caution this chapter will be lite on sex, heavy on details, but I had to set the scene, so to speak.. 

Special Thank you to Bubba for helping me with this story, and to my loving wife for listening to me bounce ideas (among other things...) off her in the middle of the night...



It's was four in the morning when Tina, quietly stepped into her apartment; her shoulders were sore, her lower back was on fire, and her feet felt numb from working on them for the last ten hours. Giving a small sigh of relief she tossed her coat on the free standing coat rack in the hallway and quietly crept into the living room. Wrinkling up her nose she could smell the kitchen on her shirt, mixed with the pungent aroma of her own sweat from working. Tina quietly made her way into the living room peaking over the couch to see her sleeping lover still dressed in the clothes he was wearing when she left him that afternoon, with his laptop balanced on his chest, humming quietly in the night. 

Tina rolled her eyes, taking the laptop and setting it on the dining room table then grabbed a blanket from one of the recliners in the room and tossed it over him. Making her way to the bed room she stripped off her cloths and padded quietly back to the bathroom to shower off the grim from work. Standing under the warm pulsating water from the shower head, Tina let the events of the day play out in her mind, sad that their two month anniversary had turned into a typical day for both of them. 

Lately she felt like they have been in a rut. Max got the shock of a life time when he found out a major porn studio was looking to turn one of his books "Love with a Bullet" in a movie. Max had some hesitations about having his book become a typical porn movie, but after meeting with the director and working with the script writer he seemed to relax a bit. Max who had never written a movie script, was asked to assist in making the script as close to the book as possible. Sadly this meant that he was at the beck and call of the movie crew, and was constantly on the phone working out lines of dialog or scenes in the movie. 

Max has also been dealing with the stress of trying to finish his most recent book. He doesn't talk much about it, but she can see he has been dealing with a large dose of writers block. Lately he has been getting up in the middle of the night, sitting in front of his laptop for hours, furiously typing away, battling through his insomnia and the story. For the little bits of the story, he has allowed her to read she can't seem to find the familiar spark in his writing. 

Tina tried once to ask him why he did not just drop the story and start over. He replied that if he stopped now he would have to show them something else in its place, but he didn't have any other story ideas. 

Sadly these were not the only reasons their relationship has become repetitive, her job recently promoted her to a kitchen manager, overseeing the kitchen and the food that goes out. She was excited to get the job, but had no idea the work and long hours involved. This has lead to several evenings when her boss will call and ask her to come in to help cover a difficult night, and she is always working on the weekends. 

Tina stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed and clean, brushing her short brown hair from her face; she stood looking into the bathroom mirror searching for answers to her unspoken questions. Toweling off her body she wrapped it around herself and quietly stepped from the bathroom and into the bedroom. Tina wandered over to the dresser pulling open a drawer that was half filled with some of her clothes. Max had insisted that she have a space for some of her clothing and had cleared out one of the drawers in his dresser. Pulling on a pair of plain white cotton panties she walked over to the walk in the closet and took off the towel grabbing her favorite pink button down shirt, which she was constantly borrowing from Max. 

Stepping back into the living room she padded over to the couch silently and knelt on the floor next to his head. She loved to watch him sleep, the way his eyes would rock back and fourth under his eyelids. The way the corners of his mouth would twitch into a smile when he was dreaming. Leaning forward she brushed her lips against his and whispered his name watching his mouth twitch again into a smile. Giving a silent sigh of regret she stood back up and snapped off the light in the room as she made her way back to the bedroom to try and get some sleep before the morning light came.

Crawling into his bed she pulled the covers up to her chin, staring out the window across from her struggling to come up with a way to get some time alone with him, to really explorer this relationship. Since life had improved for both of them so quickly they have had little time to be together, and just seem to be existing with each other. If she could just get him on an island, far from phones, computers and their respective jobs, she knew this relationship could grow into something more. 

"An island..."she whispered into the darkness, hoping someone, would answer her back. Closing her eyes she could feel the exhaustion of the day wrap around until a curious thought crept into her mind. Smiling she realized she had an "island" she just needed to get him there, as she snuggled down into the blankets her plan slowly fell into place.

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"No, you can't do that!" Max angrily yelled into his cell phone, glancing across the dining room table at Tina, who was quietly flipping through a magazine while she munched on her salad. "Why? Because Tom is in love with Jenny, that's why he can't fuck Karen!" Max dropped his head into his right massaging his temples trying to ease the pain of the headache he had. "No, no a blow job is not going to work either!" He growled. "Fine, call me back later!" Max mumbled hanging up the phone and dropping it down on the table. He looked down at his lunch, a simple grilled ham and cheese sandwich, knowing his appetite had disappeared the moment the phone rang. 

Max looked back to Tina, this is the first time in two weeks that they were sitting down together to eat a meal, and this was only lunch no less, because Tina was heading into work in an hour. Feeling a pang of guilt watching her quietly eating her salad, thumbing through her magazine trying to remain indifferent to the lack of conversation. Max stretched his hand across the table grabbing her arm, giving it a gentle squeeze to apologize for the phone call, when his phone began to vibrate across the table. 

Both of them glanced to the phone but Max was determined to ignore it and finish his meal with her in peace. Tina glanced at him then the phone and pulled her arm from his grasp and snatched up the phone. Rising from the table she click the answer button and placed it to her ear. 

"Hello?" Tina asked in an overly sweet voice, one Max knew was what she used when she was annoyed with something or someone. Max could hear a male on the other end talking quickly, he knew the voice and knew it was the movie director Steve, who was probably calling about the scene Max just shot down. 

Tina looked down at Max seeing the pained look on his face and the slump of his shoulders, determined to follow through with her plan, she had conjured up a week ago, she set her shoulders and said in a clear yet stern voice. "I am sorry Max can't come to the phone, he is about to go on vacation with me, so I can fuck his brains out. He will call you back when he returns in about a week. Good day sir!" 

Max sat back in his chair in disbelief, he knew his mouth was hanging open watching her quickly hang up the phone, flip it over, pry of the back and yanked the battery out. Giving him a smile she replaced the back of the phone and toss it too him which he caught but was still stunned into silence, as she stuffed the battery into the pocket of her blue jean shorts. 

Tina grabbed the dishes and walked into the kitchen, tossing the food away and setting the dishes into the sink. She came back into the dining room seeing that Max was staring at her in amazement. "Come on we have an island to get to."

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Max sat quietly in the passenger seat of his sliver BMW, he had allowed Tina to drive after she admitted that she gets a bit nervous when she is not in control of the vehicle. He watched the buildings melt away, growing into towering green trees of all makes and sizes as they left the city behind. After her conversation with the director she instructed Max to get the three large luggage bags from under the bed that she had packed the night before while he was at a meeting with the studio. She had been determined to make him leave his laptop behind but after a short argument she gave in, but explained that he was not allowed to look at his laptop for the first two days of their vacation. 

They had been riding in silence for the better part of an hour, when Max turned to look at Tina who was humming along to rock song playing on the radio. "Where are we going?" Max asked reaching out to turn down the radio. 

Tina glanced over at him, flashing a mischievous smile before shaking her head and reaching to turn the music back up. Max slowly shook his head leaning back into his chair and closed his eyes; he did not realized how tired he was till the gentle motion of the car rocked him to sleep.

Max roused from his sleep when he heard Tina calling his name, and shaking his shoulder. Rubbing his eyes he squirted through the bright sunlight realizing that the car was no longer in motion. Looking around he saw a large brown wooden cabin surrounded by a forest of trees and other greenery laid out before the BMW. Glancing over to Tina he watched her climb out of the car and slowly make her way to the front door of the cabin. "Come on!" She called back stepping onto the wooden deck that ran along the front of the cabin. 

Max slowly climbed out of the car, stretching his back and feeling a kink in his neck from sleeping upright in his seat. Max hobbled slowly from the car to the wood cabin feeling a weakness in his knees from the lack of circulation. When he finally made it to the door Tina was practically bouncing up and down urging him on. 

"So where the hell are we?" Max replied looking down at his watch seeing that they had been driving for at least three hours. 

Tina stepped up to Max, tossing her arms around his neck and pushing her body against his, kissing him lightly on the lips she whispered, "You're now on my island, my love."

Tina pulled away from their embrace giggling excitedly, while turning the key in the lock and throwing open the door. Max sense of smell was assaulted by the smell of mothballs and dust, looking into the gloom he was surprised to see just how open the interior of the cabin was. Tina's fingers laced in between his pulling him into the cabin for the grand tour of her island. 

On his left from the doorway was a old tan colored couch, next to a brick fireplace that has seen a lot of use, judging by its soot covered interior. In the corner was a small old TV, which still had a pair of metal rabbit ear antennas on top of it. Next to the couch but facing the fireplace was a faded brown leather recliner that looked very worn but comfortable. Behind the couch were two doors, set into the walls. 

On his right he saw a simple round wooden dinning room table with four chairs around it. Beyond that was a small kitchen that looked like it could fit a maximum of two people in it, but was furnished with an electric stove, fridge and sink, with faded brown cabinets hanging over the appliances. 

Tina, still holding tightly to his hand leading him over to the master bedroom the door on the far left of the living room, which contained a king sized bed; a small four drawer dresser with a large mirror attached to it, and a small closet big enough to hang the small amount of clothes one would have on a summer vacation. The one thing that really caught his attention was the large pyramid shaped sky lights that were position over the bed. It bathed the bed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun, and Tina explained that at night you could see thousands of stars when you lay on your back and how comforting it was to sleep under those stars every night. 

Max chuckled watching her walk over to a small crank set in the wall, she explained that with a couple of turns of the crank you could open the skylight to allow the sounds of the forest or a cool breeze into the room. Max smiled nodding his head, still not sure what to make of this "island." 

"Whose place is this Tina?" Max asked following her out of the bedroom.

Tina stopped at the next door just to the right of the master bedroom, "Well, It's my families' cabin." She replied, while opening the door to another smaller bedroom. This one was very simple with a single window on the opposite wall from the door, a smaller dresser, and a single double sized bed. "I called my folks a week ago and found out no one was using the cabin, so they agreed to let me use it if I took some time to clean it up and prepare it for the season." 

"Prepare?" Max asked looking around the living room. 

"Well the water needs to be turned on, a couple of water pipes need to be hooked back up and we have to switch the electrical breakers back on." She replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Also bit of light house work and some yard work." 

"Oh is that all?" Max sarcastically answered with a grin. 

Tina wrapped her arms around his waist, "Come on, a little hard work never hurt anyone, besides it is a fair deal considering we have the whole place to ourselves," dropping her voice in a sultry whisper to emphasize the last sentence. 

"Oh?" Max replied wrapping his arms around her shoulders pulling her closer. 

"Max, the nearest neighbor is two miles away, down a dirt road." With her body against his she felt his growing erection pushing against her stomach. "You could walk around completely naked, and no one would know..." she whispered standing up on her tip toes to brush her lips against his. 

Max saw her eyes watching him intently feeling his body betraying his own lustful thoughts, his hands slipped down to her hips to pulling her closer but she grabbed her hands in his, wiggling away from him with a giggle gently pulling him along to finish the tour.

Next to the second bedroom was a short hallway that had one closet on the right side next to the bathroom and a door which Tina explained lead out to the backyard. Opening the door to the bathroom, he discovered it was by far the smallest room in the house. It held a single no frills sink and toilet, and in the corner next to the toilet was the water heater for the house. 

"There is no shower?" Max asked glancing around the bathroom to see if he missed another door. 

"Yeah I know, we normally just wash ourselves in the kitchen sink." Tina replied offhandedly pointing over to the sink. 

"Seriously?" Max replied in disbelief, trying to envision him self standing naked at the kitchen, sink with a wash cloth trying to wash his body, or hair. 

"No, the shower is out back." She snickered taking his hand and leading him to the back door at the end of the hallway before he could question what she meant by "out back."

Max was stunned into silence when he stepped out the back door onto the wooden deck. It stretched the length of the cabin and extended out about fifteen feet into the back yard. Above him was a wooden awning that connected to the house and hung out to the end of the deck, supported by four large posts with ornately carved images in them. The deck seemed out of place on the older looking house, but Max could tell someone took some care in building it. 

Tina explained that her father, her uncle and her grandfather spent a whole summer building the deck, and most of the winter before that carving the faces, and animals into the posts. She explained that each face or animal was a member of her family. Walking over to the wooden post on the far left said she pointed out a small kitten face. "That's me." she said with a sad smile. "My Grandfather, before he passed away, always called me the cutest little kitten in the bunch." 

"He was a very wise man." Max whispered wrapping his arms around her waist. Tina leaned back in his arms enjoying the sensation of being in this place with someone she had grown to love so deeply. She could already see and feel the tension leaving his body, this gesture alone told her that he was equally comfortable. 

Max took in the rest of the back yard, which honestly was not much. The yard was very small once you looked past the deck and into the tree line of the buzzing forest. His eyes were drawn to a part in the forest, where two single posts stuck in the ground standing wide enough to let someone walk between them. "What is that?" Max asked pointing to the posts. 

"Oh! Yeah that is the top of the hand rails that lead down to the lake." She replied, reaching for his arms to wrap them tighter around her body. 

Max smiled, enjoying the quiet romantic moment, with the sound of the forest, and the cool breeze, envelope his senses. Leaning down he kissed her tenderly on the neck, letting his hands slip to the waist of her shorts, gently pushed her hips back into his grinding his manhood against tight backside slowly. Tina raised her arms running her fingers through the hair on the back of his neck, feeling his teeth gently nip at the tender flesh of her neck. 

Max slipped one hand under her powder blue t-shirt, letting his fingers glide along her taunt stomach till he felt the bottom of her naked breast brush against the top of his thumb. His moan was muffled by her neck, when his hand gently cupped her supple breast, using his thumb and index finger to roll the hard little nub of her nipple. Grinning he shifted his mouth so he could kiss the tip of her earlobe, something he found out one night that drives her crazy. His free hand slipped past the waist band of her shorts, searching for another source to pleasure. 

Pushing his hand deeper into her shorts he came to the distinct realization that she was not wearing a stitch of cloth between her jeans and her bare flesh. Sucking on her ear lobe he felt her stance widen slightly allowing him better access to her body. Placing her hands on the post just above the carved image of the cat's smiling face, Tina let out a loud soulful moan of pleasure when his grazed her dripping sex. The loud moan snapped him out of his lustful thoughts, realizing how exposed they are on the back deck, Max quickly pulled his hand back out of her pants and t-shirt, taking a tentative step back. 

Tina whirled around with a hurt look on her face, her cheeks were flushed with arousal and she seemed to be trying to slow her rapid breathing. "What? Why did you stop?" She asked leaning back against the post. 

"I. I'm sorry. I feel like..." Max whispered leaning back against the cabin wall. Max felt embarrassed, his mind was clear and focused on her till he realized that they were out in the open, then he quickly became subconscious of his actions, leading his mind to become busy with questions, and the over whelming feeling that he was being watched. 

Tina pushed off the post walking across the deck to stand in front of him and placing her hand on his right cheek to comfort him. "Max, you have nothing to be sorry for, talk to me please." She replied in a soft pleading voice. 




A Writer in Love Ch. 04



"I am not sure what to say." Max whispered back looking down at the deck in shame. 

"Max! Look at me!" Tina said in a strong firm voice, waiting for his head to come up till their eyes meet. "There is nothing to worry about out here. There is no one around for miles and we can do whatever we want," throwing her arms out at her sides to emphasize her point. "You have to learn to relax and enjoy this time with me and above all talk to me or else...!" She exclaimed. 

Max stood there holding her gaze taking in her words trying to wrestle with his anxieties and work up the courage to explain what he was thinking and feeling. Max opened his mouth to speak but could not find the right words in his head to express the turmoil inside him. This battle is one that he has been waging with himself for years; most of his anxiety comes from the nature in which he lives his life. After his girlfriend left him he become a bit of a shut in, working alone in his apartment, only going out for meetings and shopping. With very few friends to drag him out of the house, he got used to being alone, which in turn lead to him feeling tension and stressed when he is out among strangers. 

Tina has brought him out of his shell slowly, forcing him to take her to dinner, or too a movie, or just a simple walk in the park, but sex that was a whole bigger ball of wax. She has opened his eyes to the different ways of pleasuring each other, but when she probes him about his desires or asks him to tell her a fantasy he finds those familiar apprehensions creeping back into his conscious mind shutting him down and keeping him from being able to explain his desires. This leads to Tina getting frustrated with him and walking away, which makes him feel even worse. 

Tina was not going to give in this time, in the past two months she had seen him do this several times, it was like his brain would not shut off, and every fear or anxiety he had would just lock him down, and push him away from her. Normally she would just walk away and let his mental chains ease up enough to allow him to be normal again, but this time she was determined to break those chains, and force him to come to terms with his anxieties. Tina studied him closely, she could see the gears turning in his eyes, she knew he was ready to speak his body language suggested that he was very conflicted on how he wanted to respond. Tina knew she had to try a different approach with him, the brute force tactic only served to push him farther away from her.  

"Ok, let's try something new..." Tina replied taking a step away from him turning on the balls of her feet back to face him as a plan started to quickly form in her mind. She had him on the island, now she needed to get him to feel safe on this island. "I will tell you one true statement about me, and you will in return tell me one true statement about you." "Anything you want, as long as it is true." 

"Tina, I don't know if..." Max started to say but she cut him off with a wave of her hand. 

"Max do you love me?" 

Max looked at her confused and hurt "Yes!" He exclaimed.

"Then if you love me, you will do this with me..." she pleaded.

"I do...Ok, I will play." he replied trying to put some confidence back into his shaking voice. 

"Good, I will start." "Truth! When I was five I was running away from my father in a game of tag and slammed face first into that tree right over there, giving myself a bloody nose, and scaring the hell out of my father." She declared pointing to a large evergreen on the far side of the yard. She turned back to Max who was chuckling at her statement. "Your turn." She said putting her hands on her hips. 

Max searched for a memory from his childhood one that could be compared to Tina's childhood story. With a smile he replied. "Truth. When I was seven my brother was ten we were playing "army men" in the backyard and I accidentally broke his nose when he charged at me. I freaked out when he ran at me so I lashed out with my fist and just happened to connect when he got close enough." Tina giggled trying to imagine the two boys playing army men on a warm summer's day making all kinds of gun noises, going through silly death throws. Max smiled at the memory he was so scared but his brother hushed him just the same and they together went to tell their mother. His brother John even covered for Max telling his parents that he was not looking forward and ran into a tree. 

"Truth, I once had a fear of swimming in this lake because I thought the fish would bite me." She laughed. 

"I once got bit by a gardener snake when I was playing in a bush. I still have a faint scar." He replied point to two small marks on the back of his right chaff. 

"Truth." she whispered "You have no idea how happy I am to be here with you..." Max felt a pang of guilt in his stomach for acting so silly earlier when she was in his arms. 

"Truth." he whispered back, "Me too..." Tina reached up and kissed him on the lips taking his hand and leading him back into the house. She had intended to make him finish what he had started on the back deck but seeing the state the cabin was in she realized that fun is going to have to wait. 

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They worked hard cleaning around the house in the warm evening air, they had started on the left side of the house where the couch was and cleaned every surface that had been exposed to the caked on dust. Tina was working in the master bed room opening windows, and making up the bed. Max was washing the hard wood floors moving into the guest bedroom, their little game continued as they worked. Max found out a lot of amazing little things about Tina, for instance the small vertical inch long scar behind her right ear was made by a pencil a middle school class mate threw at her once. He found that she loved shell fish but hated regular fish, and that she played the tuba in high school. 

Max also offered up some truths about himself, stories about how his brother John got him drunk when he was sixteen, or when his mom caught him once jerking off in the shower once. This small fact alone had Tina laughing so hard she was in tears. He told her he had forgotten to lock the door and his mother only came in to drop off some toilet paper and saw him in the mirror, where the shower curtain had fallen open. Max told her that after that incident his father told him to only do that in the privacy of his own room. Tina snickered at his story, telling him anytime he felt like doing it again just let her know so she can watch the show. Max could feel his face reddened at the thought. 

The day of cleaning wore on and even with the slight breeze coming through the windows Max was still sweating from all the labor. Standing in the kitchen he looked down at the blue polo shirt he was wearing seeing a ring of sweat expanding out from the neck line, and spots of dust and dirt from cleaning. Pulling off his shirt he wiped the sweat from his face and tossed the shirt on the floor so he could kneel on it to finish cleaning the lower cabinet drawers. They worked in silence for a time, Tina was busy in the bathroom reconnecting some copper water pipes, Max had offered to do it but she said it would be easier for her to do it, then to explain how to put them back together. 

"All done!" She exclaimed coming out of the bathroom and stepping into the kitchen. Max looked from his cabinet to see her leaning against the counter using a towel to wipe the sweat and grim from her face. Her hair was matted down and her shirt was almost soaked through, sticking to her body accentuating the gentle curves of her breasts and belly. Max felt a familiar stirring in his shorts, when his eyes traveled down her stomach over her shorts and down her toned legs. 

Max leaned back on his knees tossing down his cleaning rag wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Truth. Seeing you with out a shirt is a huge turn on for me." She replied with an arch of her eyebrow, all the while nibbling on her lower lip. 

"Really?" Max replied looking down at his exposed chest, which to him was nothing special, he was fit but never thought of himself as sexy. Slowly Max stood up feeling the strain in his knees from sitting on them while he was cleaning the cabinets. Tina watched him stand then nodded her head answering his question. "Truth, It turns me on when you walk around my apartment in my dress shirts." Max replied feeling his face become warm with embarrassment. 

Tina giggled with excitement, knowing that she had finally broken down a bit of the wall he had erected around his own thoughts. To her he seemed to really be opening up to her, telling her stories from his childhood and now she even got him to tell her what had turned him on. She was quickly trying to finger out the next question she would have to steer him into admitting some more secret arousal when he spoke.

"Truth, Hearing you same my name, really turns me on..." Max replied uncertainly, glancing down to his feet to hide his awkwardness.

Tina moved so she was standing across from him, reaching down she pulled her shirt off tossing it aside to expose her naked breasts to him. "Max?" She cooed watching his eyes flick from her gaze then down to her exposed chest and back again. "Truth... every time you look at me when I am naked, the expression you get, makes me so aroused." 

Max took a step toward her watching her hands drifting around her breasts gently caressing them and kneading them, watching her fingers skillfully, but gently pull on her already stiff nipples. Tina felt a ripple of sexual pleasure speed down to her already moist sex.

Max felt his manhood stand to attention but cared little that it was testing the front of his shorts. Placing his hands on her hips he leaned into kiss her but was stopped when her finger tips pushed against his lips. "Your turn first" she said with a wicked grin on her face. 

Max leaned back slightly looking deeply into her eyes while his pleasure soaked mind tried to think of something to tell her. Sadly the only thing he could think about was making love to her on the kitchen floor in the rays of sunshine streaming through the window. Before he could even stop himself he blurted out, "Kim let me go down on her once because I was begging her to let me try." He replied while his fingers quickly unbutton her shorts letting them slip off her hips exposing her smooth glistening sex to the afternoon sun. "So happily I knelt down between her legs and tried to do the best I could to pleasure her." Max slowly knelt down in front of Tina, urging her to open her legs. "She was complete stone stiff the entire time I tried to pleasure her and silent, my god was she silent. When I finally looked up to ask if she was ok, she merely looked down at me with a bored look on her face and asked me if I was done yet?" Tina eyebrows rose in shock as she looked down at Max who was leaning forward to taste her waiting pussy. "Truth Tina, hearing you moan, buck and grind your pussy against my mouth drives me fucking crazy." he replied in a throaty growl before he quickly leaned in devouring her sex. 

Tina gave a yelp of surprise and shock, taken aback by his sudden admission and shocked to feel his tongue drive deeply between her lips working inside her like a jackhammer. Leaning back against the counter she tried to spread her legs as much as possible allowing his probing tongue as much of her as he wanted. 

Max found his senses lift into heaven when he got his first smell and taste of her delicious nectar. He could taste her sweet arousal mixed with a tang from her salty sweat. Neither bothered him in the least and he licked harder feeling her hips shift and writhe against his tongue. 

Tina found it difficult to balance on the tips of her toes with her knees spread open. Placing her palms on the edge of the counter she pushed herself up so she was sitting on it and pulling her sex away from his rabid tongue. Tina lay back on her right elbow pitching her legs in the air exposing her pussy for the world to see. Max quickly stood up grabbing the back of her knees and spreading her wider before bending over, taking her exposed clit in his mouth and sucking hard on it. 

Tina cried out his name when she felt a bolt of pleasure surge through her body with his assault on her sensitive clit. Reaching down she grabbed the back of his head running her fingers through his sweaty hair and urging him on. 

Max's face was covered in her juices all he could smell or taste was her, he felt his cock straining against his shorts, which were becoming soaked with his leaking precum. He stopped several times to inspect the soft curves of her pink puffy lips, seeing the small nub of her clit standing proudly out from its little home. Max licked and sucked on her swollen lips, rolling them around with his tongue listening to Tina babble and moaned loudly with each flick of his tongue. 

Tina grabbed the edge of the counter feeling Max spread her knees and licking deeper inside her. Moaning loudly she felt each stroke of his tongue, pushing and probing every nerve in her sex. She felt the familiar tingle in the back of her mind, knowing her arousal was quickly speeding to its peak. His tongue started to thrust inside her again fucking her pussy like a little cock, his nose bouncing off her clit spending blasts of sexual electricity up her spine. 

"OHHHHH GOD MAX!" Tina cried out trying in vain to buck her hips against his face, making his stabbing appendage push deeper. She felt him back off for a split second, delirious with passion she looked down to see his smiling glistening face. Leaning down she felt his lips grasp her sensitive clit and her world exploded in pleasure when she felt him suck down hard on her throbbing nub. She tried to speak but the only thing that came out was a loud piercing cry of pure unadulterated lust.

Her body shook and bent against the powerful orgasm, but Max didn't relent he sucked her clit feeling her orgasm rock her tiny body, spurning him on, he wanted her to beg him to stop, he felt a rush of pleasure from hearing her cry out to him. Release the clit he jammed his tongue into her hot pleasure center, driving it deeply licking out every last drop of her cum, savoring the sweet taste and hungering for more. He felt her hips slowly shift with his gliding tongue, falling in sync with his steady rhythm. His hands drifted up the sides of her body to cover her own which were busy massaging and pulling on her small breasts. Pushing them aside he found the hard nipples pulling and rolling them feeling her chest rise and fall quickly with her erratic breathing. 

"Max..." she moaned out, "Oh god... Max please." She whimpered grabbing the back of his head trying to pull him away but he shook her off with a moan of his own licking her harder, driving deeper inside her. "Max!" she cried out when a second powerful orgasm rolled over her body like a crashing wave of water. 

Max slowed his licking, softly kissing her sex, he stepped forward placing his chin on her stomach, and his arms at her sides trying to comfort her after such a profound event. Tina was grinning from ear to ear, rolling her head back and forth basking in the feel of his body between her legs and the tingling that spread through her own body like tiny fireworks going off under the surface of her skin. 

"Tina?" Max whispered tracing a line with his index finger down the side of her body. Tina started to chuckle softly which rolled into a giggle which gained in volume and force when she exploded in laughter. Max slowly stood taking a step back confused with what was going on. 

Tina let her feet dangle over the edge of the counter trying in vain to sit up right. The laughing was causing her to slip back to her elbows. Laughing louder still she slipped off the edge of the counter not realizing how weak her knees still were and almost landed on her face if it were not for Max's strong hands which came to her aid when he saw her shaking legs. 

Placing her arms on his shoulders and feeling his strong arms holding her up she tried to steady her breathing and calm her shivering body. Looking up at her would be hero she could see the confusion in his face. "Max?" she asked finding her strength returning to her knees, which could now support her own weight as she stood up, resting her arms against his shoulders.

"What is so funny?" He asked with a confused look on her face. 

"Oh! Well your finger tips, when you were rubbing my sides, you were tickling me, and I guess I was still a bit "high" from the two amazing orgasms you gave me. I couldn't stop laughing." Tina replied feeling a bit ashamed for making him feel like he had done something wrong. 

"Oh...I thought..." Max replied glancing around to avoid her gaze. 

"Oh Max," she said in a motherly voice, "Trust me you were amazing..." She leaned in kissing him on the lips deeply, tasting the sweet tang of orgasm on his lips, and was surprised with herself to feel a familiar stirring between her legs. Max gave a soft grunt when her belly pushed against his now unbelievable erect penis. Tina took a step back looking down at the large tent, grabbing his hips she pushed him back against the same spot of the counter she had just occupied and knelt down in front of him, yanking roughly at the belt on his shorts and pulling them down to his ankles. She saw the large wet spot on the front of his boxers licking her lips on impulse before pulling his boxers off helping him step out of them, then tossing them aside. 

His cock stood proudly before her the bulbous head was shimmering with his arousal, the thick veins that spread down his shaft stood out more then she had ever seen before. Reaching up she gently grasped the shaft barely being able to touch the tips of her index finger and thumb around him. She let her finger tips slowly glide up and down the shaft watching with a sense of wonder as a small bead of precum slipped from the slit at the tip of the head and drip onto her wrist. "Truth Max." she whispered never taking her eyes from his pulsating manhood. "I have always wondered what it would be like to have a cock, but if I did I would want yours." Her eyes drifted up his toned stomach to his face to see his head was thrown back and his knuckles were white from the strain of gripping the edge of the counter top. 

Max dropped his head looking down watching his purple head slip between her ruby red lips, feeling her tongue slip down the underside of his shaft only to curl up wrapping it's self around him. Max felt the groan come from deep within him passing from his lips to fill the silence in the room. Closing his eyes he felt her take him from her warm wet mouth, pointing his head to the ceiling before dragging her tongue along the thick vein that ran along the underside of his cock. Giving a grunt of pleasure he watched her small hand slip along his shaft sending jolts of arousal into his body with each thrust. He could feel the pressure in his body building past the point of no return, closing his eyes to the erotic scene before him trying to suppress the desire to release so quickly. 

"Max..." Tina softly spoke, causing him to open his eyes and meet her gaze while she pointed his member at her chest. Without realizing his hips were slowly thrusting his member through her fingers. "Your turn..." she said with a evil grin.

Max's mind went into overload, trying to sort through a thousand lustful thoughts to one he could share with her. Shaking his head briefly he looked back down at her kneeling in front of him, one hand holding his aching sex, the other between her legs absentmindedly stroking her women hood. 

"Truth?" he squeaked out trying to hold his body in check. Tina only nodded back at him, giving his manhood a gentle squeeze. Max swallowed hard trying to make his mind work, but the sensations running through his body were all he could focus on. Rocking up on the balls of his feet he felt his manhood straining for release, her hand was still moving along his length. He could feel his heart hammering away in his ears, the strength of his knees seem to ebb away from him as he thrust forward hard, bellowing her name, as the sweet sensation of release filled his entire body. 




A Writer in Love Ch. 04



Max felt himself slowly sink to his knees feeling his arms and palms were weak from holding him upright. Opening his eyes he slowly raised his head finding Tina silently watching him with a small smile on her lips. Tina shifted her eyes to her chest and Max followed her gaze to see that her breasts were dripping with his seed. "You made quiet a mess..." S he giggled looking back at him, "and you owe me a truth.." 

Max smiled back at her and glancing down to her chest then back to her face, holding her gaze. "Truth?" Flashing a wicked grin he leaned down taking one of her cum covered nipples in his mouth. He was shocked to find that he was not repulsed by his own flavor but rather enjoyed the warm salty seed. Letting her hard nipple slip from his lips, he sat back on his knees. Looking deep into her eyes he searched for her reaction, which at the moment seemed to be a mix of shock and disbelief. "Truth is I always wanted to do that..." he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. 

More to cum....