Email: SunRise250@hotmail.com Category: Dreamgirl to the 5th degree!! Rating: PG-NC17(and those wondering where the NC is…don’t worry, it’s coming:) Disclaimer: Don’t own the characters but I do own the storyline so if that appears on the show guess what…..I’M SUEING(j/k PLEEEEEEEEAASE DON’T SUE ME!:) Chapter 13 ***WARNING*** This chapter contains explicit material of a sexual nature (finally!:) Her lips were soft. They had a hint of some candy flavoring that he couldn’t place at the moment. He felt her meld into his embrace and wrap her arms around his neck. He brought his head down and nipped at her neck. She moaned slightly and he took that as an O.K. to continue. Max bought his hand from the small of her back to her lower stomach, he rubbed in a small circle and let it descend slowly to cup her hip. He then pulled up his knee to fit between her legs until she was firmly settled on it. Liz was quickly losing her senses. Why had she allowed him to go this far? Why didn’t she want him to stop? The only thing she knew for sure was that she was soooooo happy she had decided on the skirt. She started to slowly undulate her lowly body on his knee but froze when she felt his hand on her naked breast. He felt her stiffen and sucked harder on her neck to loosen her up. He cupped her and tested it’s weight. She was small but he’d never liked it when they were as big as his head. It was the perfect size to fit in the palm of his hand. That sent a heady rush through him. To think, that maybe, when she was being made someone had thought of that fact. He ran his thumb around her tight aching nipple without ever actually touching it. With his left hand he bent her right leg around his waist. He began to gently rub her inner thigh. Max made sure to go dangerously close to her wet heat, barely touching it, then move away. She was pretty much panting into his ear as he brought his hand to her soaked panties. He couldn’t stop the rush of pride he felt at knowing he’d done that to her. He pushed the clothe aside and tentatively ran his finger through her folds. He kept lazily kissing her as her as he used her own juices to wet her clit and gently push against it. She wasn’t able to kiss him anymore as he began to push inside her with the very tip of his index finger. While he used his fingers to drive her crazy, his tongue begged for  entrance into her mouth. She obliged, how could she not? The tip of his finger had hooked inside her and was running along the edges of her entrance. Why was he teasing her? “Go in” she begged . Liz hadn’t even noticed she’d said it out loud until she heard his retort. “I didn’t think you wee so forward.” She could hear the smile in his voice and didn’t have the chance to feel embarrassed before he pushed to the next joint on his finger. He then slowly, very slowly, swirled it inside of her. By now Liz was gasping with the intensity of the pressure building inside of her, she’d never felt anything like this. She kept clenching and unclenching her thighs as his finger returned to circling her edge. “Go deeper” He pushed into her to third joint, then pulled back only to begin tracing again. “Why are you doing this?” She asked impatiently against his slow kiss. He couldn’t answer. He’d never drawn out sex this long with any other girl. Especially when he wasn’t the one getting catered too. It was just so much fun touching her and teasing her and turning her on. He was rock hard and she’d never touched him, not even once. He moved his face from her mouth to here and whispered, “come for me.’ At that exact moment he pushed a second and third finger into her. He pinched her clit and used the rhythm that he’d found she liked best. His wet fingers easily slipped into and from her body. He heard a high keening sound coming from her and all her movement still before she climaxed against his hand. She held onto Max for dear life after the most earth shattering event that had ever happened to her. He felt her trembling and tried to comfort as he heard her cell begin to ring. She breathed deeply and tried to pull herself together as she felt him do the same. “I have to get that” she whispered, her head lying on his shoulder. “Go ahead.” She got her bearing and prayed that her wobbly legs wouldn’t give out under her as she picked up her phone. Liz knew who it was before she answered, Micheal. He complained about how he’d been calling here all night and that he needed to speak with here urgently. Liz hung up the phone and turned toward Max “We have to go, I’m sorry.” He picked up his thing with no expression and threw her, her keys “Lets go.”