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I think I’m a nymphomaniac. And I say this in all seriousness. Since Max and I made love for the first time two months ago, all I want to do is have sex. Not that Max is complaining about this you understand. He’s turned into quit the stud.

Even after being together for nine months I realize that I haven’t begun to tap into the depths that make up Max Evans. I always thought he was attractive, even before we started dating and I found out just how warm and giving he can be after we started dating. But now I’m truly amazed by the man he is and will grow to be. He is a truly wonderful boyfriend and friend.

I’m not saying that we never argue, because we do. He says I’m impulsive and I say he’s too rigid. But these things are good, they even out our relationship and make it stronger.

The situation with Liz, I don’t even think about it anymore. I know that she can never touch what we share and I think that she’s beginning to realize that herself. But getting back to my being a nymphomaniac. I simply can’t get enough of the boy. I don’t know now how I lasted the first seven months of our relationship. I find myself daydreaming in class about touching him; I subconsciously touch him all the time. We’ll be sitting in a restaurant, or watching TV and I’ll look down and realize that my hand is rubbing his thigh. Not that it’s all one sided. He finds ways to touch my too. Isabelle says that we’re disgustingly sweet and being my best friend gives her way too much information on her brother.

“I don’t want to hear about it” Isabelle states.

“But you don’t understand. It’s been almost a week since I’ve been totally alone with Max. It’s driving me crazy.” I whined at her. We were sitting in her bedroom, trying to get some homework done, when my mind wasn’t straying to Max.

“So what do you want me to do about it?”

“…Well I was thinking” I shot her a death glare as she rolls her eyes. “It’s not a big deal. You and Alex are supposed to go to the movies with us tonight and I thought it would be nice if we took two cars. That’s all.” I said with a grin.

“You realize of course that I’ll never be able to ride in the jeep again after this?”

“You sit on the couch don’t you?” I reply with a grin.

“Not anymore.” Isabelle retorts.

The movie was great and the talk around the table at dinner spirited. But I knew it was going to be the rest of the night I remembered.

After we said good night to Isabelle and Alex, we settled into the jeep and conversation was plentiful on the way to my home. Max pulled into my driveway and turned off the ignition.He turned to me and slid over a few inches to pull me into his arms for a kiss.

“I don’t want to say goodnight to you, yet.” Max murmured into my hair. I looked over at the house and all was dark, my mom was sleeping thank god

. “I don’t plan on saying goodnight just yet.” My hand crept down to his crotch and I started rubbing it against, and was pleased with the instant response I provoked.

“Maria, what are you up to?” Max groaned.

“I think you’re the one up to something.” I said with a giggle.

I unsnapped his jeans and pulled down the zipper before reaching in to caress his bare skin. Max shifted his position to give me better access and leaned his head back against the seat. I tugged his jeans and boxers down a little to get a better grip on him and started to pump him harder in my hand. Max grabbed my wrist, to still my hand.

“Don’t start something that we can’t finish.” He gasped.

I moved his hand off of mine and moved to kneel next to him. I reached up under my skirt and shimmed out of my panties. I moved to straddle Max’s hips and whispered in his ear, “Who said we couldn’t finish?” and sank down to take him inside me.

We groaned in unison as I started a steady pace, Max moved his hands to my waist to pull me down quicker and harder onto him. I moved my head down to capture his mouth in a kiss, he moved one of hands up to knead my breast, pinching the nipple before rolling it between two of his fingers. I placed my hands on his shoulders and started bucking wildly on him, the steering wheel banging my in the back with every thrust.

“Oh god I’m going to come now!” I shouted, and I did. I clamped my muscles down around him with my release. Max pumped into me quickly a few more times before emptying himself deep inside of me. I leaned forward and rested my head on his shoulder with a deep contented sigh.