Through The Flames – By SIMRAN #5
Maxton releases me and orders in a rough voice, “Go.”
LISA
Another week passes and it’s been an absolute hell. Since we had that moment where it felt like he was going to kiss me, we haven’t seen each other. He had night shifts at the station this week, so our opposite work hours have made it impossible to spend a minute together.
Not being able to see each other despite living in the same house has skyrocketed my need for him.
I miss our late-night talks. The domesticity of him making tea for me and sitting on the terrace under the stars.
We’ve been living like a couple. I treat Leo like he’s my own.
Giving him a bath, getting him ready for school, and making his lunch.
Every day, I’m excited to return home to both Millie and Leo.
Today it’s Maxton’s night off. I planned to cook a big dinner. Instead, I got stuck at work because of a client who wouldn’t take a hint to leave after the final points of the meeting were discussed. I texted Maxton that I’ll be late.
It’s ten p.m. by the time I reach home and cross the threshold.
The lights are all dimmed downstairs with no one around. I trudge upstairs and go straight to the kids’ room. Once again, I’m greeted by a lovely sight. Maxton sits on a chair with a sleeping Millie resting on his shirtless chest. Leo is also in a slumber on his bed beside Millie’s crib.
Maxton’s blinks his eyes open and they soften seeing me standing in the doorway. “Hey!”
“Hii.” I cross the room to him. I notice dark circles under his eyes, betraying his tiredness from the shift. “I’ll put Millie in the crib. Why don’t you go rest?”
“I’m fine.” He stands and places Millie in her bed himself. I watch with a smile and walk over to Leo. Bending, I kiss his forehead. He’s always watching over Millie like a big brother.
Maxton waits outside while I kiss my baby girl good night. When I walk out, I have to fight to keep my gaze on his face. Nothing pumps my blood like a half-naked and messy-haired Maxton.
“Did you eat?” he asks.
“No. I didn’t get a chance.”
“I’ll heat up our dinner then while you freshen up.”
“You haven’t eaten?” I can’t hide my surprise.
“I was waiting for you,” he replies softly. “It’s been a week since we had dinner together.”
Warmth spreads through my chest and I daringly tease, “Missed me, Max?”
“Yeah,” he exhales.
A dizzying wave of desire buckles my knees, and I rasp, “I’ll quickly change and meet you in the kitchen.”
Before I jump his bones right here in the hallway, I sprint to my bedroom and hang my purse on the hook behind the door.
Hurrying into the shower, I make quick work of removing my clothes and stand under the spray.
The butterflies in my belly tell me something will happen tonight. So, I shave my legs.
Donning a robe after I’m done, I exit the foggy bathroom. I beeline for the closet but an ache in my groin stops me short. The hot shower has ignited the lust into a full-blown need.
Fuck. I won’t make it through the dinner if I don’t quench it.
I haven’t felt such a strong urge to touch myself in so long. Maxton’s rugged face flashes in my mind, and my feet move toward the bed. Lying down on my back, I dip my hand under the robe. My skin is hot to the touch as I trail my fingers up my thigh.
I’ve barely reached my core when the door flings open.
“Lisa, I…”
I’m too late in removing my hand as Maxton trails off. I sit up and our eyes lock. His are wide before they turn into pools of desire as understanding dawns.
I’m prepared for him to be a gentleman, say sorry, and exit the room.
He stuns me into silence by stepping inside completely and shutting the door behind him. He makes no other move.
The temperature in the room drops. Tension between us escalating. Both of us highly aware of my nakedness underneath the flimsy robe. Or the intimate act I was about to do.
“Were you… because of me?” he asks low, like my answer might make or break his world.
I can’t lie if I wanted to. “Yes.”
MAXTON
The wind is knocked out of my lungs.
It has to be a dream.
I pinch myself and the sharp sting tells me this moment is real. The woman I’m in love with wants me back.
I made her want to touch herself.
Rising from the bed like a seductress, Lisa sashays my way. My mouth waters at her hard nipples poking through the robe. It clings to her curves. The partition giving me a tempting glimpse of her long legs, glistening with water droplets.
I want to lick them off her skin.
By the time she stops before me, my cock is hard as a rock.
“I want you, Maxton,” she confesses shyly, standing so close that it’s her I’m breathing. “I have since the moment you saved Millie’s life. I don’t just crave you physically. I crave your heart too.”
“I had a crush on you in high school.” She freezes, her beautiful eyes widening in shock.
“I didn’t miss a single day because I couldn’t bear to lose a chance to see you.
Watching you, being around you was the highlight of my day.
You were my ray of sunshine. So, when you left after graduation, it felt like I got stuck in a dark tunnel with no way out.
Until I saw you in the library and you led me out. ”
“Why didn’t you ask me out?”
My hand shakes as I graze her cheek, making her eyes close at the contact. “You were out of my league.”
She leans into my palm. “Do you want me now?”
“More than I need air.”
Searing me with a sultry look, she utters, “Then stop holding back. Let me feel it all. Claim me, Maxton.”
My fingers slide to the back of her neck and curl in a vise-like hold. “If I do that, it’ll be for keeps. The forever kind. I won’t settle for less. If it’s different for you, then tell me to leave.”
“Max, didn’t we decide hookups aren’t for us?” she teases. “Forever with you is what I wan?—”
I smash my lips against hers.
LISA
Maxton’s drugging kiss spins me into another dimension.
I clutch his big shoulders as he leans me backward while licking the seam of my mouth.
I let his tongue in and he groans at my taste.
I kiss him back with fervor, our tongues colliding and sucking.
All the sweetness leaves him and the kiss turns animalistic, neither of us feeling like it’s deep enough.
I could’ve had this— him —for years.
We’ve wasted too much time.
I love Maxton.
I’ve been falling for him every single day since we’ve been living together.
“I’ve been dying to kiss you for fourteen fucking years, sunshine,” he rasps, nipping my bottom lip harshly. “I never stopped thinking about you.”
My body sways as he snatches me around the waist and forces my legs around his hips. Seizing my mouth again, he kisses me slowly and sweetly while carrying me somewhere.
It’s not until I’m laid down on a soft mattress and he rips his mouth away that I realize we’re in his bedroom. It’s jarring that it’s the first time I’m in here. It’s like I’m thrust inside a bottle that smells of him.
“Oh, how I’ve longed to have you in my bed,” he groans, snapping my gaze to his. His chiseled muscles bunch and flex, pulsing with the drive to worship me. “You’re magnificent, Lisa.”
I blush, feeling shy.
Inching closer, he bends and wraps his hands around my ankles. My breathing picks up as he traces an upward path. Just before they connect with the hem of my robe, I seize his wrist.
He loosens his grip immediately and looks up.
“Can we dim the lights?”
“Why?”
“You said you crushed on me in high school. I just don’t want to disappoint you.”
“How could you possibly disappoint me?” He appears genuinely baffled.
I drop my gaze and push past the rock lodged in my throat. “My body isn’t the same as a cheerleader’s anymore. I haven’t lost all the weight from my pregnancy. I tried to?—”
“Stop.”
I shut my eyes, too embarrassed to face him. God! Why did I open my mouth?
A warm weight presses down against my chest. A knuckle caresses my cheek. “Sunshine, look at me.”
The desperation in Maxton’s tone has me obeying.
Nothing but desire shines on his features as he stares at me.
“You could never disappoint me. Do you think having the body of a mother makes you anything less than beautiful? It makes me want you even more. If all you allowed me was to look at every naked inch of you, I’d still come harder than ever.
But I’d rather show you how sexy you are to me.
I want to feel your skin against mine and gaze into your eyes as I make love to you for the first time. Please, sunshine. Don’t hide from me.”
Tears leak from the corners of my eyes at his raw and carnal speech.
He slays my fears, making me feel beautiful.
“Okay.” I tilt my chin and kiss his jaw. “I want to feel all of you too.”
“Thank you,” he exhales and sits up on his haunches. With impatient fingers, he tugs at the knot keeping my robe together. It falls to the sides, baring me to him.
His mouth parts in awe as he stares, making my body come alive.
Seconds turn into minutes and all he does is admire me. Like I’m a sight to behold. His cock—thick and intimidating—tents his sweats.
I squirm and twist my fingers in the sheets at the feeling of being displayed for his pleasure. “Maxton.”
“I can’t decide which parts of you to taste first. Whether it’s your lips I want to kiss again or lick your dripping pussy. God, Lisa, I want to eat you whole.” His hooded eyes travel to my beet-red face. His voice is silky as he asks, “Tell me. Where do you need my mouth the most?”
“Everywhere.”
His eyes close at the neediness in my tone. When they open, they’re feral.
“You’re too perfect to put into words.” Running his fingertips over the stretch marks on my belly and my inner thighs, he huskily says, “What you call a flaw is what I see as stunning. I’m going to spend the rest of my life worshipping you until you feel the same.”
“Please. Just take me, Max.”
“Can I take you bare?” he asks, pushing down his waistband until his cock springs free. Stroking it, he says, “I’m clean.”