Page 27 of Enough Isn’t Everything (Everything Trilogy #1)

Chapter Nineteen

SUNRISE

My mouth was dry. I felt exhausted and glistened with sweat. The room was too hot. Max had gone to the bathroom and came back rolling on another condom. He wasn’t even soft. “Come on, lazy, enough lying around. Let’s get to it, the night’s almost over.”

He flipped me on my front and lifted my ass in the air, smacking it gently. He blew gently on my sex from behind and stroked lightly with his fingers. Briefly, he licked my entrance and dragged his finger into my folds checking that I was wet before he entered me.

Max dragged the condom covered head of his erection down the crack of my ass, over my anus, and down into my folds.

He didn’t enter me, just kept repeating this, before putting his hand between my legs to rub my clitoris.

He went down on me again, his hot mouth sucking, his tongue probing inside me.

I gasped, “Sweet… Jesus.” What he was doing sent strong shivers of delight through me as he teased me until two fingers sunk deep inside me again. Rocking my hips against his hand, I was trying to get more contact from his fingers. I was fully aroused again.

“You like that? You want me inside you again?” he whispered.

I moaned in ecstasy. “Please,” I whimpered back.

“Sorry?” Max chuckled wickedly against my back. “I can’t hear you.”

I muttered loudly, “Fuck me, Max, please, fuck me!” I didn’t even recognize myself.

Max turned me to face him, held his cock against my entrance, and immediately thrust it deep into me in one glide. He stilled and inhaled deeply. “You are so tight,” he hissed, before he pulled back and sunk himself deeper with a long groan. “Amazing,” he whispered.

Each thrust rubbed at a spot inside of me over and over and I moved wildly, chanting, “Oh, yeah, like that,” rocking backward and trying to get him deeper. The noise of his balls slapping against me as his skin connected with mine fueled our arousal.

Max held me tightly, his hands almost grazing my hips, making gruff noises and soft moans. He began to growl and grunt louder. I reached behind, cupping his balls as I felt myself begin to come and tried not to. “Let. It. Go. Come. Fuck.”

“Oh, sh… shit, I’m coming.” He grunted with each thrust. The pressure built up, and I came squeezing his cock hard. His pace picked up, and he growled when my vagina walls clenched down on him.

Max went stiff and began to jerk, his come filling the condom inside of me. He rolled me over with him into a spooning position, still inside of me. He growled his appreciation and started laughing. “Fuck.”

I must have fallen asleep and woke with Max scooping me up. “Shush, I’m taking you to bed.” I moaned sleepily and melted into his chest. Pulling back the covers, he placed me gently down on my pillow. I felt him kiss me softly on the forehead before pulling the sheet halfway over me.

“Do you want me to stay with you, or go to Saffy’s bed?” He sounded unsure.

“Huh?” I said drowsily.

“What do you want, Lily? I don’t want to spoil the night, tell me what to do.” I was exhausted.

“Stay.” I demanded. “We’re adults, Max, are you ashamed? Are you worried about Saffy? What she’ll think?” I sat up, more awake now. “Do you want to stay?”

Max stroked my hair back and locked eyes with me. Bending, he put his forehead on mine. Inhaling sharply, he smiled. “Absolutely!” He scrambled in and crawled up to spoon with me.

His right hand cupped my left breast as he tugged me closer. It felt so different to have someone care for me after what we had just done. Max lay nuzzling my neck, playing with my hair, stroking it, then smelling it.

“Is that roses I smell? Your hair smells awesome,” he murmured. His breathing and wriggling slowed until his deep, even breaths told me that he’d fallen asleep, right before I did.

When I woke, Max’s strong arms were wrapped around me. He’d nestled me to his chest. It was hot, and we were sticky. I hated waking up sweaty.

I felt him slowly peel himself away trying not to disturb me, and I fell asleep again as soon as I heard my bedroom door close.

The next time I woke, it was to the sound of water running, and I deduced that he’d gone to shower in Saffy’s bathroom. He was in the shower when I padded through. “Were you trying to sneak out on me?” I asked, feeling slightly apprehensive about what he thought about last night.

“Hell no! Why would I do that? I was hot… I didn’t want to wake you.” When he winked at me, I felt relieved. “It was too hot in the room, and you looked so cute asleep. I woke up with your legs stuck to me. I just thought I’d cool down, that’s all.”

Wrapping a towel around his hips, I scooted in the shower after him. Max looked at me seriously. “Regrets?” I stopped shampooing my hair and turned to look at him pursing my lips.

“You mean last night?”

Max held out his hand to me. I rinsed the soap from one of mine, put it in his, and gave it a squeeze. “Max, I had a crush on you for years, I don’t regret finding out if my crush was worth it.” I smirked.

“You did?” Nodding slowly, I smiled at him, conscious I was biting my lip.

“Well, fuck, I’ve been hot for you since I was fifteen.

I remember wanting to kiss you so badly.

” He stood holding his bottom lip. His mouth broke into a wide grin.

“Glad I waited though, because I got to kiss all of your lips!” he confessed, chuckling and wiggling his brows at me.

My jaw dropped at his crude comment. I turned back into the water and rinsed my hair. When I was finished, he wrapped me in a fluffy white towel and leaned back on the counter. I began rubbing myself dry, and Max stood watching me with fascination.

I became embarrassed at him staring and stopped. He sighed. “Amazing.”

Blushing, I asked, “Breakfast?”

Max shook his head, as if to clear his mind and smiled. “I thought you’d never ask. I’m starving.” He chuckled.

We crept through to the kitchen wondering who else was here, and grabbed some ham, Cokes, and a tub of humus from the fridge before heading back to the bedroom. We closed the door and sat on the bed with our feast.

“Oh, we forgot to get any breadsticks,” I mumbled. “No worries, it tastes better this way anyway.” Max scooped some onto his fingers and placed it in front of my mouth, for me to suck his finger. A pang of sadness hit me when I remembered how Alfie had fed me. With Max it felt a lot less sensual.

I enjoyed being with Max though. For the first time, sex didn’t seem complicated and secretive. Saffy was going to freak.

Max’s face became serious. “What? What’s wrong?”

Twisting my mouth inquisitively, I asked, “What?” mirroring his question.

Max rubbed my arm. “You look worried, what’s wrong?”

I sighed and put my head down. “Saffy. She is going to go berserk that I screwed her brother.”

Max chuckled. “Firstly, can you not talk about me like I’m not here?

” He smiled crookedly at me. “Secondly, I am not about to let my sister dictate terms for us. You said it yourself, we’re both adults.

Did you enjoy what we did, Lily?” I felt oddly shy when he asked, which was ridiculous considering what we’d done together.

I met his gaze and could see he looked a bit worried waiting for me to answer. “Max, of course I did, but it was a bit unexpected,” I whispered. “Did you?”

Max sat in contemplation for a moment before his fingers curled around mine, and a slow smile curled his lips, and his eyes closed as if in relief. “Lily.” He swallowed, and I watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down in his neck.

Standing up, he walked around the bed, still only wearing his towel. He clasped his hands behind his head, stretched, then brought them down again. Max sat on the bed facing me and held my hands. I swear I could almost hear him thinking as he did this.

“Lily…sweet, little Lily.” He sighed stroking my cheek. “Last night-” He cleared his throat again. “When I saw you in the bath, your pretty little head poking out of the water, you made my heart leap.”

Wetting his lips when his gaze fell onto mine, he continued, “You looked so cute. However, when you came out of your bedroom... looking...” He swept his arm down the length of me, lost for words.

Max’s eyes scrutinized me again while he thought about what to say. “You looked so delicate, beautiful, like a sexy as hell little vixen. I ached for you. I had the biggest case of blue balls in the car on the way to your gig.” I giggled and he grinned.

“Your performance gave me a hard on all over again, you made my head swim, your voice gave me goose bumps. The only part I didn’t like was when Will cuddled you. I wanted to beat the shit out of him.”

Max snickered. “I must be one pretty fucked-up brother to be relieved that a guy is screwing my sister instead of her friend.” Chuckling, he looked embarrassed by that.

I realized right then, just how much risk had been involved in our actions last night.

We may never have spoken again if this had gone badly.

Lying back on the bed, I closed my eyes digesting what he said, but thought about Saffy and what she would say when she found out. Max traced his finger over my knee, and lay down beside me, clasping his hands behind his head.

Max propped himself up on one elbow and faced me. “Can I kiss you, Lily?”

I smiled. “This is your usual pick-up line, right? Isn’t that how it started last night?” I rolled my eyes at him and smiled.

“I believe my question was first,” he chided.

“Well, it’s actually, ‘May I kiss you’, but of course,” I said, correcting his grammar.

He leaned in and kissed me gently, then began to touch me, stroking my arms and across my belly. “Wait! You did all that before, you have the advantage,” I said, pushing him back on the bed. Max looked puzzled “My turn.” I smiled sweetly.

Stroking his forehead, I ran my fingers through his hair, Max tried to kiss my arm, and I scolded him with a finger signaling that he had to lie still.

Trailing my hands over his chest and belly, I ran my hands down his sides and over his hips, then traced his V muscles trailing my finger down. I could hear that Max was turned on by the way he moaned.

Bending forward, I trailed my tongue over his lips, pushing them apart, kissing him softly, then with more urgency. My tongue tangled with his, making him moan again. It gave me a buzz, his little sound, and turned me on. I moved from his mouth down his abs to his erect cock.

Watching his reaction to my touch, while stroking down his groin on both sides was amazing.

I teased him without touching his genitals.

Max gasped when I blew lightly on his glans.

He growled. “Tease,” he said, smiling, and I leaned over to kiss his cock softly.

Max groaned loudly, “Oh God.” His legs reacted by opening wider.

Stroking his shaft was beautiful. I felt the silky taut skin stretched over his hardness, and I kissed it again. My mouth closed over his glans, and I sucked him hard, the suddenness obviously giving him a thrill.

Max gasped, “Fuck.” He brought his head up to stare at me. “Oh… fuck! I want to watch you,” he said, pulling a pillow to support his head.

I licked the length of his shaft, before taking him in my mouth again. “Look at me,” he commanded. Using my flattened tongue around the glans, he watched me lick his sticky pre-cum before I crawled up and kissed his mouth again.

“Can you taste yourself?” I asked.

“You’re hot!” he murmured into my mouth.

Max pulled me away. “No more, I’ll come.

I don’t want to waste it. I want to keep it for you.

” He positioned us facing each other. Max’s hands were now grasping my ass, our hips tight together.

“We’re going to do this slowly now, okay? ” I just smiled and nodded.