Page 23 of Sparks Fly
“I’m so sure, I’m practically deodorant.” She then squeezed her eyes shut and groaned. “I don’t know why I said that. I quote things when I’m nervous.”
Max laughed. “It’s cute.”
Stella shook her head. “Please just take off my bra. I need to be so aroused I forget I’m embarrassed.”
Max laughed again at that but did as he was told, reaching under her shirt to unclasp it. Stella sighed with relief, andMax had been with enough women to know that that sigh was less about desire and more about the freedom of not being strapped into a bra.
Stella went to pull her shirt up and over her head, but Max stopped her.
“Leave it on,” he said. “I like it.”
Stella seemed confused by the request but didn’t argue. Instead, she slipped out of the bra with it still under her shirt, pulling it out from underneath and letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts fell against her chest, the undersides slightly visible below the hem of her shirt, and her hardened nipples poked through.
The tease of it all had his dick pressing even harder against the zipper of his jeans.
“Now, lie back down,” he said.
“Okay, bossy,” Stella said, but she obeyed, reclining against him again.
“I think you like that I’m bossy,” he said.
Stella only murmured her agreement as his hand made its way back up her shirt and his mouth came down on her neck, kissing and sucking. Taking his hand from under her shirt, he moved to the top of her pants.
“Can I?”
“Yes, please,” she said, her words coming out breathy.
She was completely lost with him, and he felt the same way. It was kind of ridiculous how he knew that if she touched him right now, even for a second, he’d probably come all over her hand. So he couldn’t let her touch him. Not yet.
Instead, he unbuttoned her pants and slipped his handdown into her panties. On the TV,New Girlwas still playing and Max could hear Schmidt and Nick arguing over something, but all he could focus on was Stella’s gasp as his fingers glided through her wetness.
“Max,” she whimpered, grabbing his wrist. He immediately stopped, but Stella only shifted her hips, moving them up so she slid against his hand.
“Right there,” she said, almost pleading. “You can just rub me. Right. There.”
Max obeyed, pressing his fingers against her clit, rubbing circles as he moved his other hand back up her shirt, drawing the same circles around her nipple. Stella squirmed at his touch, moving against Max in a way that had him worried he would explode in his pants like some goddamn teenager.
But he didn’t try to stop her. He wouldn’t dare. Not when she was making such wonderful sounds of pleasure and murmuring his name over and over again as he moved his hands around faster.
“Fuck. Max, please. I can’t.”
She wasn’t speaking in complete sentences, but he understood.
“Come for me, baby,” he said into her ear. “Let go.”
He pressed down on her clit, and she pushed up into the pressure until she cried out, reaching her orgasm.
Max held her until she fell limp against him, her breathing erratic as she came down from the high. Finally, when her breathing seemed back to normal, Max pulled his hand out from her pants and licked his fingers. God, she tasted just as good as he remembered.
Stella watched him with a look that seemed almostravenous, and a moment later, she launched herself at him, pressing her mouth to his, tasting herself on his lips.
When they pulled apart, they were both panting, their chests rising and falling in tandem.
“What now?” she asked him. She looked down at his crotch. “Don’t you need…something?”
Max looked around until he spotted the clock on his cable box underneath the TV. Somehow it was already getting close to midnight, and as much as he’d love nothing more than to have Stella return the favor, he was giving a presentation at a tech conference first thing in the morning.
He also wasn’t sure if Stella was asking because she wanted to do more, or because she felt obligated to do more. The second option didn’t sit right with him, and this was already more than he’d thought would happen tonight after they shut things down in the bedroom. For now, satisfying her was enough to satisfy him.
