|posted on 10-Sep-2001 4:21:20 PM|
|TITLE: The Arrangement|
RATING: NC-17 overall
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing.
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SPOILERS: None (yet)
SUMMARY: Max and Liz come from wealthy families that hate each other. It's kind of a Romeo and Juliet meets Swans Crossing type story.
**indicates journal entries
* indicates thoughts
**It's April 24th. I'm Liz Parker and today is the best and worst day of my life. Max Evans kissed me.
We were in the Chem lab after school, working on a project, when I accidentally knocked our notes off of the table. We bent down at the same time and bumped heads. I stood up and put my hand on my throbbing forehead when I felt his hand on top of mine. I looked at Max and that's when it happened.
I've been kissed before. I mean, I'm 17 for God's sake, but this kiss was like one of those kisses that you read about in one of those trashy novels. It completely took my breath away. When it ended, that's when reality set in. You see, our fathers hate each other. Actually, hate's not strong enough of a word.
It all goes back to when they were kids growing up in a very affluent area of Roswell. The back of their family's properties butted up against each other. That's where it all began. There was one piece of land that both laid claim to. Instead of having their properties surveyed, they just decided that they'd argue over it. Real mature, huh? Anyway, my father and Max's father battled over everything from Little League to high school sweethearts ... now in business. They're both Presidents and CEOs of major rival corporations. Hence the bad part.
I've wanted Max for as long as I can remember. After that kiss ... I know he feels the same about me. At least I think he does ... I hope he does. But, it will never never be allowed. My father would surely send me far away.
It's SO unfair! We hang around the same group of friends, we're ALWAYS at the same places, same parties, but we've hardly ever had an actual conversation. When he was assigned as my lab partner on the first day of school, I thought we'd finally talk. Unfortunately, all that has ever been discussed has been Chemistry. Until today. Well, we didn't actually have a conversation. We stared at each other for a couple of minutes and then he apologized, grabbed his books and left.
I HATE this! My life is like a bad fucking teenage soap opera!**
Liz closed her journal and then wiped the tears from her eyes. She got up from her desk, walked into her massive walk-in closet and placed it back in its hiding place behind a loose wooden panel.
When she walked out of her closet, she looked around her bedroom. It was WAY too big and the contents were extremely overpriced. From the four-post, mahogany, king-size, handcrafted bed to the diamond-encrusted, platinum hairbrush that her grandmother insisted she have when she was eight which sat on the two thousand dollar vanity that she never used.
"What I wouldn't give to be normal." She whispered to herself.
The knock on the door startled her.
"Come in." She sat on the large, wooden trunk that was at the foot of her bed and held the doll that rested there.
"Elizabeth, I just wanted to remind you that you have a fitting in an hour." Amy DeLuca, the Parker's personal assistant, reminded her.
Liz sighed in anguish. "Thanks, Amy. ... Is Maria around?"
"She's at home ... actually doing her homework ... on a Friday. Can you believe it?"
Maria was Amy's only daughter and Liz's best friend. They had been living on the property in a nice two-bedroom house since the girls were five years old. Right after Maria's father had died in an accident in one of the factories owned by the Parkers. Jeff Parker felt so guilty that Amy was widowed at such a young age, that he hired her as the family's personal assistant and moved them onto the property.
Liz laughed slightly. "Well, it's because we're going out to the lake this evening."
Amy shook her head. "Just once I wish my daughter would ask my permission before she makes her plans."
Liz gave her an apologetic look. "It's my fault. I just wanted to get away this weekend. I should have asked you first. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, sweetie. You do have a long weekend. You two should have fun."
Liz smiled and hugged her. "You're the best, Amy!"
"You're just saying that because I let you two get away with everything. I guess I just have too much trust in you." She kissed the top of the teenager's head and turned to leave. "Don't forget your fitting for your dress." She left the room and shut the door behind her.
"Oh what fun." Liz said. Her voice was full with sarcasm.
Max Evans stood in the shower letting the water hit his naked, sculpted body. His thoughts were on one thing and one thing alone. Kissing Elizabeth Parker. He'd always wanted to do it and he couldn't pass up the opportunity that came when they bumped heads in the Chem lab.
He closed his eyes and pictured her in his mind. Her beautiful, dark hair ... her big, brown eyes ... and her body...
Max felt his penis come to life. He wrapped his hand around it and began stroking it. He licked his lips and imagined that he was buried deep inside the object of his desire. His hand gripped harder and pumped faster. Within a few minutes, he came. Liz's name on his lips.
After he finally finished his shower, he dressed and called his best friend, Michael Guerin.
Michael came from a wealthy family as well, but he had grown up in foster care. His mother, Caitlyn Guerin, was the daughter of prominent attorney, Davis Guerin, and his late wife, Madelyn. At fifteen, Caitlyn got pregnant, but wouldn't tell anyone who the father was. When Michael was born, Davis told her that the baby had died at birth when in actuality, he was given to social services. He stayed in the system until he was 16 years old. That's when his grandfather told his mother the truth. The old man was on his deathbed and wanted to clear his conscious. That very day, Caitlyn set out to get her son back. Within a month, Michael and his mother had met, he changed his last name to Guerin and had what he'd always wanted. A family. The money wasn't so bad either.
"Yeah?" Michael said when he answered the phone.
"It's Max. What are we doing this weekend?"
"Well, I was thinking about heading out to the lake. Mom's throwing one of her garden parties tomorrow and I don't want to be ANYWHERE around this place."
"Good. I could use a little male bonding. Keep my mind off of ... my Chemistry project."
Michael chuckled. "Yeah, school can be a bitch. ... So, I'll pick you up in about an hour."
"See ya then." Max hung up the phone and began packing.
Maria was lying on her bed, finishing her homework, when her phone rang. She looked at her Caller ID and answered it. "Is he going?"
"What do you think?" Michael asked his girlfriend of two years.
"I think that our best friends are going to kick our asses and that if their parents find out we're dead. But, they deserve to be happy. And even if it's only for this weekend, it'll be worth it."
"Yep. ... Are you bringing that little black number I love you out of?" He asked, changing the subject.
Maria laughed. "That one and a few new ones. One of them is even crotchless."
Michael groaned into the phone.
"I take it you like the sound of that?"
"I like the visual I'm getting. Max and I are leaving in about 45 minutes. When are you guys heading there?" Michael started rubbing the large bulge that was pressing against his jeans. He couldn't wait to get Maria alone.
"As soon as Lizzie gets back from her fitting, we'll hit the road. Then we'll get those two together and then WE can get together." Her hand traveled down her body and between her thighs. She couldn't believe that she could get so wet just by talking to him. "She can't get here soon enough."
Michael unfastened his jeans and released its captive. His hand glided over his rod. "Oh God, baby, I don't know if I can wait 'til then."
Maria heard him breathing hard and knew what he was up to. She slipped her hand inside of her panties and joined in the fun. "Michael, my fingers are in my pussy. Ooh, it feels so good."
"Oh yeah! How many fingers?"
Maria was having a hard time concentrating. "Um ... three ... I wish it was you though."
Michael pumped harder. "Believe me baby, I'm with you. ... Oh FUCK yeah!"
Her other hand began rubbing her clit as her fingers remained buried inside her heat. "I'm gonna cum, Michael." Her hands moved faster.
"I'm almost there, Maria. Just a few more sec... Oh SHIT! UHH!"
At the sound of Michael going over the edge, Maria bagan writhing in her bed. "Oh yes! Yes! Michael! YES!!!!!"
The sound of each of them breathing hard was all that could be heard.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 09/11/2001 16:42:31
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:16:17
|posted on 10-Sep-2001 5:50:17 PM|
Liz stared at herself in the mirror and started to cry. Her mother insisted that she wear the dress that she had worn on her 18th birthday. It was a purple, poufy-sleaved, butt ugly, taffeta dress.
"I can't believe my mother is going to make me wear this piece of ... this dress in public. I'm going to be a laughing stock."
Jenna, the seamstress, gave her a sympathetic smile. "Perhaps we could restyle it. Bring it more up to date."
Liz shook her head. "It'll still be purple taffeta."
"Miss Elizabeth, may I make a suggestion?"
"Sure." She shrugged.
"This is YOUR party. Wear what you want to wear."
Fresh tears poured down her cheeks. "Mother would never allow it."
Jenna handed Liz a tissue. "Your mother doesn't have to know. She won't see the dress until you make your entrance, right?"
"She's not gonna embarrass you or herself at the party. ... Why don't you look through that book in front of you. It's a few designs I thought you might like."
Jenna squeezed her hand. "Elizabeth, I've been dressing you your entire life. There's no way I'm gonna let you be seen on your 18th birthday looking like Barney.
Michael turned down the dirt raod that led to the lake house that the Guerins and the Parkers shared. Caitlyn Guerin and Nancy Parker had been close even though there was quite an age difference and when Caitlyn turned 21, Nancy gave her 50 percent of the house.
Michael couldn't help but notice how quiet Max was being. He decided to break the silence. "Um ... I just wanted to warn you that Maria might show up this weekend."
"Great." Max sighed. "I'll just read a book or go fishing while the two of you fuck."
Michael grinned. "You know, she said she might bring a friend. I mean, you ARE in serious need of being laid."
Max blushed. "Michael..."
"I know, I know. You're saving yourself for the one that you can never have."
"This has nothing to do with Elizabeth."
"Whatever you say, Maxwell. I just find it a little strange that all those times that Tess basically threw her goodies in your face, you were able to resist.
"I didn't resist. I just never actually fucked her. She'd blow me or I'd fuck her tits, but I just couldn't go where so many had gone before." Max explained.
Michael decided to ask the question he was dying to know the answer to. "So, if Elizabeth Parker were laid out before you, her beautiful body completely opened to you, would you fuck her?"
Max shook his head. "Not on your life. ... I'd make love to her."
Michael grinned and pulled into the driveway of the lake house.
Liz was in a better mood. She wasn't going to have to wear that God awful dress to her birthday party and she was headed to the lake with her best friend. She had a huge grin on her face.
"Okay Lizzie, spill. What's got you grinning like a Cheshire cat?"
"It's just been a very unusual day."
"Meaning?" Maria asked.
"Have you ever wanted something so badly, but you know you're not allowed to have it, and then someone gives it to you?"
Maria gave Liz a confused look. "I'm not following you."
Liz took a deep breath and kept her eyes on the road ahead of her. "Max kissed me today after school."
The brunette nodded. "It was so incredible. But when it ended, he apologized and then ran from the room. What I wouldn't give for just one more kiss."
Maria bit her lip. "Who know, chica, maybe you'll get your wish."
Liz sighed and turned into the driveway of the lake house.
|posted on 10-Sep-2001 7:57:47 PM|
Liz carried her luggage into the living room, set it down and looked around. She'd been going there her entire life and she adored it. It had always been her safe haven.
"I'm gonna go put my stuff upstairs." Maria told her.
"Okay, I'll get the groceries out of the car."
"Need some help?" A voice came from behind Liz.
Her body shivered as she slowly turned around. "Wha...what are you doing here?"
Max wiped his sweaty hands on his tight jeans. "Michael invited me up for the weekend. I guess you and Maria had the same idea?"
Liz nodded. She was unable to speak. She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest.
He watched as her body was physically reacting to his presence. "So ... you want some help with those groceries?"
"Uh ... yeah ... sure." She turned and headed back out the door to her convertable. She grabbed two bags of food and handed them to Max. Then she grabbed the rest of it.
"What, no beer?" Max laughed.
*God he has a sexy laugh* Liz smiled. "It's in a cooler in the trunk."
"The perfect Elizabeth Parker. Who'da thought?" He teased as Liz popped the trunk. He set the groceries on the cooler and lifted it out.
*What I wouldn't do to have those muscular arms wrapped around me again* She thought as she walked back into the house.
Max watched the way Liz's body moved as she walked ahead of him. *This is going to be a LONG weekend*
Michael was waiting in his room for Maria to get there. When the door opened, he was immediately aroused.
"Miss me?" She said seductively as she dropped her luggage inside the door.
He rose off of the bed and quickly moved to his girlfriend. He wrapped his arms around her waist. "More than air."
His lips descended on hers. Michael lifted Maria up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"I love you."
Maria adored how those words easily slipped from his mouth. What made her even happier was the fact that she knew he meant it.
"Show me, Michael. Show me how much you love me."
He sat her down on the bed and went to shut and lock the door. He turned back around to look at her, but she was standing with her back to him.
"What are you doing?"
She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him wickedly. "I've gotta little surprise for you."
Maria untucked and unbuttoned her blouse. She removed her shorts letting the long shirt cover her. She clutched the front of it together and turned to face her lover.
Their eyes locked.
"Do you want your surprise?"
Michael walked closer, stood in front of her and nodded.
Her hands released the blouse and dropped it from her shoulders. Maria stood before him in a white, crotchless teddy.
Max's eyes never left Liz's movements as she put the food away. As she put the beer in the fridge, she glanced at Max. "You want one?" She asked, offering him a beer.
"Sure." He slid off of the counter he had been perched on and took the bottle letting his fingers linger on hers.
"Um ... you wanna watch a movie ... or something?" Liz pulled her hand away.
They walked back into the living room and that's when they heard the loud moans and grunts coming from upstairs.
Liz blushed. "Maybe we should go sit on the pier instead?"
They strolled down to the pier, sneaking glances at each other as they went.
Sitting on the wooden planks, they drank their beers.
Max broke the silence. "Never thought that Max Evans and Elizabeth Par..."
She pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "I HATE being called Elizabeth. It's Liz."
Max smiled. "Okay ... Liz." Then he laughed. "If our fathers could see us now..." Liz leaned towards him and kissed him. She wanted, no needed to feel the softness of his lips pressed against hers again.
Max put his beer down and ran his fingers through her long hair and deepened the kiss.
When it ended, he stroked her face. "I've wanted to kiss you for so long. ... Today, I just couldn't help myself."
"Me too." A smile lit up her face. "Do you remember the first time you kissed me?"
Max gave her a confused look and then nodded as he remembered. "We were ... seven. Michael dared me to kiss a girl that wasn't my mother or my sister. I saw you playing with Maria in the Vacancy and ran over and planted one on you."
Liz's eyes turned sad. "And since that day, you've hardly said a word to me."
"That's because my father saw me kiss you. When I got into the house, he forbid me from having any contact with you outside of school or social functions. I guess ignoring you just became habit."
"Unfortunately, it's one you can't break." A tear slipped from her eye.
Max wiped the wetness with his thumb. "You're right. I just wish that things could be different."
"You know it's funny. We've lived next door to each other our entire lives, gone to the same schools and have the same friends, but we hardly even know each other." Liz said as she finished her beer.
He kissed her forehead. "So, let's spend this weekend to get to know each other."
Back in Roswell, the Parkers and the Evans were sitting in the home office of Caitlyn Guerin.
"What was so urgent that we ALL had to be here?" Philip asked while glaring at Jeff.
Caitlyn sighed. "If you'll be patient for just a moment, I'll tell you." She finished typing something onto her laptop and then closed it. "I got a phone call from a ... friend of mine who works for RBS Global."
"Why would you be speaking with someone from both of our biggest competitor?" Jeff questioned.
"Stop interrupting me and I'll tell you. ... My friend got a hold of a top secret memo concerning both Parker and Evans. Actually, it was about the two of you personally."
"What do you mean, Caity?" Nancy asked her friend.
Caitlyn took a deep breath. "RBS is planning a takeover of both of your corporations. It's their belief that your feud is your weak point. Basically, they're about to destroy each of you."
All sat quietly.
Diane Evans looked at her husband and then to Jeff. "What can we do to prevent this?"
"Present a unified front."
"NEVER!" Both men said simultaneously.
Caitlyn threw her hands up in the air. "Fine! Lose EVERYTHING that your families have built over the years! ... Dammit! I'm telling you this because you're my friends and I love you! That stupid fight over the Vacancy, that fucking little piece of land, is going to cost you your businesses! Suck it up and grow the fuck up!"
"What do you suggest?" Philip said softly.
Diane cleared her throat. "I've got an idea, but it's wrong to even ask them to do it."
"Who?" Jeff asked.
"Max and Elizabeth."
"I'm confused." Nancy shook her head.
Diane wrung her hands. "What better way to bring the families together than our children dating? If people see pictures of them in the Society section of the newspaper as a couple, they'll think that the Parkers and the Evans have mended fences ... so to speak."
"Do you think they'll go for it?" Caitlyn inquired.
Nancy shrugged. "All we have to do is ask to find out."
Jeff and Philip just sat back and shook their heads.
Later that night, Maria and Michael were cuddled up on the couch, watching a movie, while Max and Liz were in the kitchen making popcorn.
"Haven't you ever heard of microwave popcorn?" Max asked as he watched her pour the unpopped kernels into a pot with hot oil in it.
"It's my tradition when I'm up here. I've been doing it this way since I was six and I'm not about to change now. Besides, it tastes so much better like this."
Max stared at her as Liz shook the pot over the flame of the gas stove. He was brought out of his gaze when he heard his cell phone ring. "Excuse me." He answered it. "Hello?"
Liz finished making the popcorn and poured it into a large, metal bowl that she had lined with papertowels. That's when her cell phone rang. "Hello?"
A few minutes later, they both hung up.
"Um ... my parents want me home. They said it's something important." Liz told him.
"Did they tell you what it is?" Max asked.
Liz shook her head.
Max smiled. "My father did. ... In order to save their asses, they think that you and I should start dating."
Liz laughed. "What?"
"RBS wants to take over both Evans World and Parker Unlimited. Our parents seem to think that if RBS thinks we're a couple, it will stop them in their tracks."
Liz nodded. "So, I'm gonna have to act like I ... like you?" A smile played on her lips.
Max smiled. "I know it's gonna be hard. I mean, you do kind of, well, repulse me, but I'm willing to make the sacrifice ... for my family of course."
"Of course." Liz agrees. "My parents want to talk to me tonight."
"Mine too. I'm meeting them as soon as I can at Michael's."
"Me too. I guess we can take my car and when they ask why we're together, we'll just tell them the truth. Michael and I didn't know the other one would be here."
"You know, we can't act like we're happy about this."
Liz cocked her eyebrow. "We are?" She rolled her eyes. "I for one have no idea what anyone could ever see in someone like you."
Max closed the small gap between them and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Well, I'm gonna be stuck with a bitch, but I'll do what I gotta do..."
Liz pulled his head down to hers and locked her lips to his.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:21:35
|posted on 11-Sep-2001 2:31:26 PM|
Liz and Max told their best friends the situation and they decided that it would be best if they all went back in the cars that they came in.
Max was sitting in the passenger seat of Michael's Corvette with a goofy expression on his face.
"I can tell that this is gonna be really tough for you. Being forced to date the one girl that you've wanted since ... oh, I don't know, birth!"
Max just smiled. "Remind me to send a thank you card to RBS Global."
Michael rolled his eyes. "So, how are you two gonna act when it all goes down?"
"Dad already knows I know, but they don't know that Liz knows. So. it's really gonna be up to her to react."
Liz was rambling in the car. Something she rarely did. "So, should I just act like I'm totally appalled ... or maybe just start crying. Oh, or maybe..."
"Liz enough! You're beginning to sound just like ... well, like me. Just do what you always do. Just nod your head and don't say anything. It's what they'll expect."
Liz sighed. "I am pathetic, aren't I? Always doing what my parents want me to do. Maybe this time I'll make them sweat a little."
Max and Michael arrived ten minutes before Liz and Maria.
When the girls got there, they were escorted by the butler into the office and were met by everyone.
"Wha...what's going on?" Liz asked, looking around the room.
"Oh God, did someone die?" Maria added.
Caitlyn stood and walked across the room. "Michael, Maria, why don't you go upstairs. I'll come get you when we're done."
The young lovers looked at each other and then quickly departed for Michael's bedroom with smiles on their faces.
"I don't understand. Why are they here?" Liz asked her parents as she pointed to the Evans family.
*She's doing a great acting job* Max thought.
"You're not going to believe this one..." Max started, but was interrupted.
"Maxwell!" Philip said in a stern voice.
It was then that her parents told her about the possible takeovers and their plans to thwart it.
Liz sniffed and tears fell from her eyes. "So, basically, you're pimping me out to save your business?"
"For God's sake, Elizabeth, we're not asking you to sleep with him, just pretend you're a couple. Hold hands in public. When there's a photogragher around, give each other a kiss." Jeff explained.
"In other words, act like we DON'T hate each other? ... This is such BULLSHIT!" Max threw his hands up in the air.
*Max is too good of an actor. I almost believe he doesn't like me* Liz thought.
Philip got in Max's face. "Maxwell, this is your lifestyle we're talking about! If the two of you don't do this, you can kiss away the cars, the money, everything! It's all gone!"
Liz spoke softly. "H...how long would we have to do this?"
Nancy grabbed Liz's hand. "For as long as it takes. RBS has to think that our families are united."
"So, what, am I gonna have to marry her?" Max's voice was harsh. A little too harsh. Liz was beginning to sob and it was breaking his heart.
Philip slammed his hand on Caitlyn's desk. "Yes, dammit! If that's what it takes, you will marry her!"
"Excuse me." Liz got up and ran out of the room.
Diane halted Nancy and followed her. "I'll go. ... Elizabeth?"
Diane found her sitting in the foyer with her back to the wall and her legs were pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them.
"I must be some kind of loser, huh Mrs. Evans?"
"I'm sorry. I never should have suggested this. I just thought that..."
Liz shrugged her shoulders. "Why me?"
Diane wiped the young girls tears. "You're intelligent and beautiful and..."
Max interrupted her by clearing his throat. "Sorry, Mother. I was wondering if I could talk with my ... um ... girlfriend."
Diane walked over to her son and kissed his cheek. "Be nice to her, Max." She whispered to him and left them alone.
Max moved over to Liz and sat beside her. "I'm sorry if I sounded too much like ... like an ass. I was trying to sound believable."
Liz wiped her face. "Well, you definitely sounded like you meant it."
"You know I didn't. ... Let's get out of here. Go back up to the lake and get acquainted."
She nodded. Max stood and then helped her up. He ran upstairs to tell Michael that they'd meet them back at the lake, while Liz informed the parents.
Jeff and Nancy started to protest, but Liz explained.
"We're just going to talk and get to know each other. Don't you think that it would be a little strange for us to date and not even know anything about each other?"
After their parents relented, the teens headed back to the lake.
When they arrived at the house, it was after midnight. Liz had let Max drive and in the hour it took to get there, she'd fallen asleep.
Max looked at her beautiful face and gently caressed it with the back of his hand.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw Max staring at her. "I had the most amazing dream. Our parents were forcing us to be together."
He leaned towards her and kissed her sweetly. "Sounds wonderful. ... Why don't we go inside and get acquainted?"
Liz's big brown eyes shined. "By acquainted, you mean..."
"Talk, Liz. Tell each other every little detail about our lives ... all our secrets."
Liz smiled. "And desires?"
Max rolled his eyes. "Let's just go inside."
Liz had a piece of paper in front of her and a pen in her hand. She and Max were sitting on the couch. He was wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a white cotton wife beater and she was dressed in a gray tank and red and black plaid pajama bottoms.
She started to check things off. "Okay, we've discussed our likes and dislikes, favorite foods, hobbies..."
He grabbed the paper from her and looked at it. "Do you always write everything down?"
"Since I was a little girl. My grandmother gave me a journal and told me to write down everything. That way, when I grew up and had children and grandchildren, all of my thoughts and memories will be written down and I can share them with the ones I love." Tears formed in her eyes. "When she died, she left me all of her journals. So in a way, she'll always live on in her words."
He pulled her small body into his lap and stroked her hair. "I remember when she died. You were so sad for so long and all I wanted to do was take your pain away."
Liz wiped her face. "Sophomore year. That's when you started dating Tess."
"Well, we all make mistakes."
She shook her head. "You dated her for almost two years."
Liz took a breath. "It must have been great sex?" She looked down at her hands and started examining her thumbnail.
Max laughed nervously. "It wasn't like that ... exactly. We never actually had ... intercourse."
She chewed on her bottom lip. "You were with Tess Harding for almost two years and you never had sex? How far did you go?"
"Max, we said that we were going to tell each other everything. ... I want to know."
Max ran his hand through his hair. "Um ... well ... uh ... she'd, uh..." His ears turned red as he made his hand in the shape of an O, opened his mouth and moved his hand up and down.
"She'd give you head?"
"What else?" She moved off of his lap and sat facing him.
"I'd rub my ... um..." He pointed to the crotch of his sweatpants. "...in between her..." He pointed back and forth between her breasts. "...and I'd ... um ... you know ... cum all over her bare..."
"Oh." She said softly. She hated the idea that Tess of all people had seen and touched and shared something so intimate with HER Max.
"What about you and Valenti? He was really big on the locker room talk."
"Well, contrary to what Kyle might have said, we only kissed ... and he felt me up a few times. Not that he didn't try more, but my virginal status still holds."
Max blew out a breath of relief. Although he hated the idea of Kyle Valenti's hands om HIS Liz, he loved the idea that they'd be each other's first ... hopefully.
"So, why didn't you ever have sex with Tess? She IS known for her, um, extracurricular activites. I mean, that's why Kyle dumped me for her when she broke up with you."
"Well, Kyle was willing to give her what I wouldn't."
"Why wouldn't you, Max?"
Max stroked her face. "She wasn't you."
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:28:53
|posted on 14-Sep-2001 3:54:49 PM|
|Part 5 NC-17|
When Michael and Maria came downstairs at Noon Saturday, they found Max and Liz cuddled up on the couch, sound asleep.
"They look so cute." Maria gushed.
"Yeah, adorable." Michael replied sarcastically. "Now let's find something to eat. I'm starved."
She laughed. "I bet you are." She followed him into the kitchen.
Max began to wake when he heard Maria laughing. He opened his eyes and realized that he and Liz were wrapped around each other.
*She looks like an angel* He thought to himself. He tightened his grip on her and she moaned.
Liz opened her eyes and looked up at Max. He was staring at her. "If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up."
He kissed the top of her head. "This is definitely a dream, but it's the kind that gets better when you're awake."
She smiled. "I guess this means that you're my boyfriend now, huh?"
She stroked his face. "I don't think that we should let our parents know that we had feelings for each other before this. In fact, I think that we can use this whole situation to our advantage."
She shrugged. "I haven't thought of that yet."
He pulled her closer and then rolled her on top of him.
She lay her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
"Liz, I want to ask you something."
She sighed. "Anything."
"I was wondering ... I mean, since you ARE officially my girlfriend now... Well, may I escort you to your party?"
This confused Max. "I'm sorry. Do you already have a date?"
She pushed herself up to a sitting position, straddling him. "It's not that, Max. It's just ... when I was younger, I was writing down all of my wishes. My number one wish was that I'd be with you by my 18th birthday."
Max gave her a half smile. "Well, I guess if you wish hard enough, anything is possible."
Liz leaned down and kissed him. The kiss quickly became heated.
*Oh my GOD! This is really real. I'm kissing Max and he's kissing me and our parents are encouraging us* Her thoughts rambled.
Before she knew it, Max had skillfully repositioned himself on top of her.
"Mmm..." She moaned, her hands roaming over his cotton covered, muscular back.
He kissed her across her cheek and down to her neck. "You taste so good."
"Oh God, Max!" Liz's head was spinning and her legs instinctively wrapped around his.
His mouth covered hers again.
Liz felt how much Max wanted her by the hardness that was pressing against her thigh. She suddenly felt heat building between her legs. Her body involuntarily began moving against his.
"Uh..." She panted. "Let's ... let's go upstairs."
Max moved off of her, helped her up and let her lead him to her bedroom.
Maria watched in amazement as her boyfriend cooked.
"What's with the goofy look, blondie?" He smiled at her.
"I was just thinkin'. There's not many teenage guys who would cook for their girlfriends."
"Yeah, well, they've never tasted your cooking." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "You're gonna pay for that one."
He kissed the tip of her nose. "Promise?"
She looked into his eyes. "Do you have anyidea how much I love you?"
Michael pressed his forehead against hers. "Yeah, I do. And I really ... really want to thank you for that ... and for being the person that you are." He gently kissed her lips. "Maria, I don't know where I'd be without you. With Max and Isabel, it was like, ... well, I knew they were my friends, but ... their world never really excepted me. People looked at me as the Evans charity case. Then one day, Mr. McKey partnered me up with this ... obnoxious, opinionated, ... beautiful, sexy blond to do a history project and she treated me as an equal."
"Michael..." She brushed the back of her hand against the stubble on his cheek.
"It took me six months to get up the courage to ask you out. When you said yes ... that's the day my life began to get better."
Tears were beginning to form in her eyes.
"Finding out that Caitlyn's my mom really put things in perspective for me. People started acting differently around me. Max and Isabel started treating me as one of their own instead of pitying me, girls that used to spit on me were throwing themselves at my feet ... everyone changed. Everyone but you. You've always treated me the same. You've never asked me or expected me to buy you things. All you've done is love me."
"Michael, you know money and things don't mean a lot to me. I fell in love with YOU. I'm happy that you got the family that you always wanted and the life and opportunities that you deserve, but when everybody was trying to be your best friend, ... or we were finding naked girls in your bed, you held on to me. I mean, who am I? Maria DeLuca, daughter of the Parker family's personal assistant."
"And the woman I love." He leaned down and kissed her, ignoring the food he had been preparing.
Max and Liz were lying on her bed, kissing passionately. Both of their tops were lying together on the floor. Their naked chests were rubbing against each others.
Liz was beyond dizzy. "Max, I want more."
He pushed up on his arms and looked at her breathing heavily. "We can't Liz."
She couldn't look at him. She felt like a fool. "Oh. Sorry. I thought y...you wanted to..."
"That's not it." He cut her off. "I wasn't exactly planning on this. I, uh ... didn't bring..."
"What?" She asked.
"I don't have any protection."
She smiled. "It's okay. I'm on the pill."
She nodded. "My mother decided that it would be a good idea when I started dating Kyle. She didn't exactly trust him."
He hissed her. "Thank God Kyle's got such a huge reputation." He brushed her hair out of her eyes. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
Her eyes shined. "My entire life. ... What about you?"
"My body feels like it's gonna explode."
"I can feel that." She bit her lip trying not to giggle.
He shook his head. "Not like that. You're the only girl I've ever wanted to share this with. And now that it's happening..."
She pulled his mouth back down to hers and let him devour hers. Her feet slid up his legs and to his waist. Then she slipped her toes inside the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers and slid them down his body.
"Whoa. You're limber." He smiled.
Liz kissed him again. "I've been dancing since I was two. I can get my body in a LOT of positions."
Max's mouth dropped open.
"I've got more clothes on than you." She pointed out.
He sat up, slowly pulling her pajama bottoms down and was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing panties.
"You're not wearing..."
"I don't like to sleep in underwear. It's too constricting." *Where the hell did that come from and when did I get so bold* "Make love to me, Max."
Without another word, he kissed her and let his hand wander down between her legs. To his surprise, she was extremely wet.
"This is gonna hurt, okay?" Max just wanted her to know that she would experience discomfort.
Liz shook her head. "It doesn't matter. It's you. Make me yours, Max. Claim me as yours."
He positioned himself at her entrance, kissed her once more and then slowly began entering her.
Her eyes closed as he started to fill her with his manhood and then he was halted by her obstruction.
"Just do it! Make me yours forever."
Max pulled almost all the way out and then pushed through her virginity.
"OH!" Escaped from her mouth.
He didn't move. "Do you want to stop?"
She shook her head. "Don't you dare. It'll go away." She pushed her body into his.
Their first joining was like a beautiful dance. He slowly moved in and out of her. Her legs moved up his body and rested on his back. He was reaching places inside of her that she never knew existed. Their pelvises were grinding against each others and soon things started to get more intense.
He obeyed. He pumped in and out of her quickly making her lightheaded. The friction between them was making her body lose control. Her vaginal walls began to squeeze and contract his long, thick cock. Before either ralized it, they were cumming. Screaming each other's name.
Max collapsed on top of her. Both were breathing hard.
"I'll roll off of you in a minute. I just need to..."
"Don't. I don't want to lose this feeling just yet." She ran her hand through his sweaty dark hair. "That was so much more than I EVER thought it could be."
His lips joined with hers. He then rolled her over so that she was on top of him and she rested her head on his slick chest.
"I know it's a little early in our relationship, but I just want you to know that I'm in love with you."
She snuggle into him, more if possible. "I'm in love with you too, Max."
He kissed the top of her head and soon they were both asleep ... still joined.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 09/15/2001 16:32:54
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:35:11
|posted on 15-Sep-2001 12:15:22 PM|
An hour later, Liz woke still wrapped in Max's arms. So much had happened in less than 24 hours and she was happier than she'd ever been in her life. Not just happy, content.
Her hand began rubbing over his hard, muscular, smooth chest. He seemed to purr at her touch.
Max's eyes slowly opened. "Hey you."
She looked at him and smiled. "Hey."
"I could get use to this. Waking up with you in my arms." He kissed her forehead.
Liz smiled. "That'd be nice, but I think our parents might get the idea that we like each other."
Max laughed. "Oh, that's right. ... How exactly are we supposed to do that again because I don't know if I can keep my hands off of you?"
She shrugged. "We've done it all our lives. ... I want to make our parents sweat. I love the fact that they're letting us be together, I just hate their reasoning." She kissed his chest. "I plan on getting what I want out of this."
"Besides me, what else could you possibly want?"
She goosed his side.
"What?" He said with a grin on his face.
Her expression turned serious. "What I'm planning is going to break my mother's heart."
Max sat them up. "What are you going to do, Liz?"
"I'm not going to the New York Dance Academy in the Fall and I'm going to make her think it's her idea. I mean, afterall, it's her dream, not mine."
"Liz you have completely lost your mind! Nancy's NEVER going to 'make' you NOT go to NYDA!" Maria said loudly to her best friend after she told her about her plan.
"I'll still dance, Maria. It'll just be a couple of times a week for an hour instead of eight hours a day, six days a week." Liz explained. "Instead of going to the academy, I'll go to college instead."
"Where? It's a little late to apply to anywhere good."
Liz looked out the window. Max and Michael were out on the pier, fishing. "I'll go wherever Max is going. I'll just get my father to buy my way in."
Maria stared at her friend. "Lizzie, this doesn't sound like you at all. You HATE it when Jeff throws his money around to influence people."
"I know Maria. I realize I sound like a spoiled brat..."
"You sound like Isabel." Maria interrupted.
Liz continued. "BUT ... you've said it yourself, Elizabeth Parker has ALWAYS done what her parents have wanted her to do. It's time that LIZ does something that she wants to do. I want to go to college and be somewhat normal. I'm just using my current situation to get what I want."
"Well, I have to say that this is a side of you that I've never seen before, but I'm quite impressed. ... Now, I've got a question. What were you and the young Mr. Evans doing up in your room all afternoon?"
Max took a swig of his beer and cast his line back out into the water. He had a very serene look on his face.
"So, I'm guessing that that goofy look means there are two less virgins in the world?"
Max choked on his beer.
Michael smiled. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Michael, what did or didn't happen between Liz and me is between Liz and me." Max said matter of factly.
"Okay." Michael nodded. "Just tell me this. Was it better than your fantasy?"
The smile on Max's face grew huge and his eyes brightened.
Michael chuckled. "Man, it was the same with Maria our first time ... and it keeps getting better and better."
"I'm waiting to wake up and find out that it's all some kind of a dream."
"Well, it's better than the nightmare that WAS your last girlfriend. ... So, what's next?"
Max shrugged. "Since we can't let our parents know that we are REALLY dating, we're gonna start making demands of them."
"I haven't decided yet, but Liz is going to get out of going to NYDA. She wants to go to college. ... I kinda hope she'll go to State with me."
"And me and Maria and Isabel and Alex. Hey, I gotta idea! Why don't we all get a house together and be roomies?" Michael said sarcastically.
"That's not a bad idea, Michael. That way we wouldn't have to stay in the dorms or answer to anyone but ourselves or..."
"I was kidding, Max. Our parents will NEVER go for it. Especially Mrs. DeLuca."
Max shook his head. "You see, this is where the relationship of Maxwell and Elizabeth will work in favor of Max, Liz and all of their friends."
After the four of them had eaten a late supper, Liz's phone rang.
"Elizabeth, it's your mother. Trina just called and said she's added another solo for you. She needs you in the studio tomorrow morning." Nancy informed her.
Liz sighed. "What time?"
"She said to meet her there at nine. I expect you to be there."
"Yes Mother. I won't disappoint you."
Nancy changed the subject. "How are things going with the Evans boy?"
"I still can't believe that you're forcing me to do this." She smiled. "We have absolutely NOTHING in common. I can't wait to go to New York and get away from him." She winked at Max.
Nancy was silent.
"Mother, are you there?"
"Yes, well, we'll discuss that tomorrow. Now, don't forget. 9 AM."
"I won't forget. I'll see you afterwards." She turned her phone off. "Well, shit."
"What's wrong?" Maria asked.
Liz flopped on the couch next to Max and pulled her feet under her. "Trina's adding another solo for me. I start rehearsals tomorrow morning."
"Rehearsal for what?" Max put his arm around her.
"The Roswell Fine Arts Association's Charity Performance. I'm the featured dancer this year."
Max looked impressed. "You must be amazing."
"Wait a minute. Isn't that next Saturday?" Michael inquired.
Liz nodded and put her head on his chest. "This sucks! I'm gonna have group rehearsals from 4 to 6, a dinner break from 6 to 8 and then I'll have to work on the new dance from 8 to whenever. God, and then Friday night's the dress rehearsal and we run through it twice. So much for our Chemistry project. The only time we'll see each other is in class and at lunch."
"Why don't you two just meet for dinner every night?" Michael suggested.
Maria sat in his lap. "Ooh, good plan, Honey." She kissed him lightly.
"Thank you." He smiled at her.
Max was smiling too. "If my parents ask why I'm doing it, I can just tell them that it's so Liz and I can look like a REAL couple."
Liz looked at Max. "Yeah. Like THAT would ever happen." She rolled her eyes.
Max pulled her onto his lap and began to tickle her. Her laughter filled the room.
"Max! ... Stop!..." She pleaded through her laughing.
He continued his assault. "If I don't, what are you going to do?"
Liz moved her hand to the bulge in his shorts and squeezed.
Max immediately stopped the attack and moaned. Soon, they were in a deep, passionate kiss.
"Um, Michael, I think this is our cue to go for a walk." Maria said as she stood up and held her hand out to him.
He stood. "Or we could go upstairs." He wiggled his eyebrows.
She smiled at him. "Walk now, upstairs later."
Michael's shoulders slumped. "Fine." He pouted following her out the door.
Max and Liz didn't even realize that they were alone. For the first time in their lives, they felt like normal teenagers making out on the couch.
Isabel and Alex walked in the Evans home followed by the Evans driver, Martin.
"Hello Mother." Isabel greeted Diane.
"I see by the amount of packages Alex and Martin are carrying that your day of shopping was successful."
"Very." She turned to the driver. "You may take my things up to my room. Alex, please go with him and show him where to put things. I'll be up soon."
Alex kissed her cheek. "I'll see you later Mrs. Evans."
"Yes Alex. ... Isabel, your father and I need to speak with you in the den for a few minutes. There have been a few changes around here since yesterday."
Isabel walked into her room in shock.
Alex sat up from where he was lying on her bed. "Is everything okay?"
She looked at him. "I'm not sure. My parents just informed me that my brother is dating Elizabeth Parker."
"Holy shit! How grounded is he?"
She sat on the bed next to him. "That's just it, he's not. In fact, they're allowing it ... so are the Parkers."
Alex kissed the top of her head. "Does this mean that the feud is over?"
She shook her head. "I think it means that Hell has frozen over."
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:40:29
|posted on 15-Sep-2001 1:13:55 PM|
At 8:45 Sunday morning, Max and Liz pulled into the parking lot of the most prestigious dance studio in all of New Mexico. It was located 30 miles outside of Roswell which meant that they had to leave the lake at 5 AM to go to the Parker's to get her dance bag and get to the studio.
Max had insisted on going with her. She knew Trina would have a fit, but if she wanted her to learn the new dance, he would stay.
She grabbed the keys from Max and unlocked the studio door.
"I take it you're here a lot."
She clasped his hand and entered the building. "Pretty much everyday since I was 2. See, my mother was a dancer, the best from the films I've seen of her. When she was 17, she was thrown from a horse and tore up her right knee and ankle. Although the injuries healed, her leg was never strong enough for her to dance the way she use to ever again. So when I was born, she vowed that I would have the life that she felt so robbed of."
"But it's not what you want to..." Max started but was interrupted.
"Elizabeth! You know that I do NOT allow visitors in the studio." Trina said in a rather booming, British accent.
Liz looked at her pointedly. "He's not a visitor, he's my boyfriend!"
"It makes no difference. No one is..."
"You're the one that insisted that I be here on a Sunday because you just HAD to put me in one more number. Max and I had plans and since we had to cancel, I asked him to come here instead." She took her bag from Max. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go change."
Liz headed to the locker room while Max and Trina stared at each other.
Trina sighed. "I suppose that you may sit over there." She pointed to a single chair that sat against the back wall. "But I must ask you to PLEASE not distract Elizabeth."
Max gave her his sexy half smile. "No distractions. I promise."
Nancy sat in the breakfast room, staring into her coffee. Jeff entered the room and kissed her head.
"Good morning, dear." He greeted.
She didn't respond. He sat down and waited to be served his breakfast.
"What's got you so quiet this morning?"
Nancy slowly took a sip of her coffee and swallowed. "Something Elizabeth said to me on the phone last night."
Jeff gave her a questioning look.
"I asked her how things were going with the Evans boy and she told me that she couldn't wait to leave for New York in the Fall to get away from him. That made me think that with the situation that the family is in, that it may not be such a good idea for her to go. Not yet anyway." She wiped the tears from her eyes. "This will surely devastate her."
Her husband took her hand and brought it to his lips. "What will she do instead?"
"I suppose she will go to college. Somewhere near where the boy is going. Would you happen to know where that would be?"
Jeff chuckled and turned the morning sports page to show it to her. It was a picture of Max sitting at a table signing something. The head football coach and head baseball coach along with a few other people were standing behind him. He began reading. "Eighteen year old West Roswell High School senior, Maxwell Evans, signs his letter of intent to play both football and baseball at State. Evans, who has a 3.9 GPA, is the son of Phillip and Diane Evans and will be the fifth generation to attend school there."
Nancy's face lit up. "They have one of the top college dance programs in the country. Who do we know that can get her in?"
Jeff scratched his head. "Penelope Wainwright is the Dean of Admissions and Bill Thompson is the Chairman of the Board of Regents."
She became giddy. "I wonder if Trina knows the head of their dance department? I have to call her!" She grabbed for the phone, but Jeff stopped her.
"Slow down, Nance. We should tell Liz about the change in plans first. This IS HER life we are about to turn even MORE upside down."
"And 5,6,7,8..." Trina snapped and counted as Liz began dancing.
The song was "Crazy" by Britney Spears. At first she thought it was extremely lame, but as she listened to the words, she realized it was how she felt about Max. After four hours of going through the steps over and over, she had it down. Now she was dancing for Max.
He watched her in awe. She was an incredible dancer. His eyes were transfixed on her every move.
When she finished, Trina and Max clapped.
"Elizabeth, I can't remember EVER seeing you dance with so much heart."
Liz looked to Max. "What'd YOU think?"
She smiled. "I'll take that." She wiped her face with a towel. "I need to shower. Give me 20 minutes and then we can go get lunch. I'm starved."
He gave her a sweet kiss. "I'll be waiting."
She exited the room.
"How long have you been dating Elizabeth?" Trina asked.
"A few days."
She looked at him disapprovingly. "You're a bit chummy for only being together for a few days. Don't you agree?"
Max shook his head. "We've lived next door to each other our entire lives." He said to make their closeness seem less dramatic. "It wasn't until the other day that we both realized how much we truly care about each other."
"Well, you must inspire her because she was completely focused. All I ask of you is to not break her heart. If you must, please wait until Sunday."
Max looked at the dance instructor as if she had a visible third eye. "For your information, I would NEVER break Liz's heart!"
Trina rolled her eyes and then excused herself and left the room. Ten minutes later, Liz walked in carrying her bag. She was wearing a white crop top and blue denim overalls. Her hair was in pigtails.
"You look amazing."
She laughed. "I look 12 years old in this."
"Liz, at 12 you were pretty. Now..." He leaned down and kissed her. "... you're gorgeous."
Her stomach growled. "And very hungry."
"By all means, let's go eat." He took her bag from her and grasped her hand tightly in his as he led her out of the building and to her car.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:48:09
|posted on 15-Sep-2001 3:57:00 PM|
|Part 8 NC-17|
After the two had lunch, Max and Liz drove to her house. Well, house was an understatement. The section of Roswell where the Parkers, Evans and Guerins lived was nothing but estates.
The car pulled around the circular driveway and parked in front.
Liz sighed. "Okay, now we get to act pissy again."
Max shook his head. "This is going to be more difficult than I thought."
"We just have to remember not to take any of the mean things we say personally."
He kissed her hand and they got out of the car. Liz blew out a deep breath and then proceeded to open the front door.
"Oh, wait a sec. Why am I here?" Max asked.
Liz thought for a moment. "Chemistry project. We can use my lab."
He looked at her strangely. "You have a lab?"
She turned red. "I'll explain later."
They walked through the foyer and towards the rounded staircase.
"Elizabeth!" Her mother's voice stopped her in her tracks.
Liz slowly turned to face her. "Hello, Mother." Her voice was sharp.
"Where are you two going?"
"Well, Mother, if you must know, Max and I have a project due in Chemistry on Friday and with all of my rehearsals this week, we don't have time to finish it. Since we don't have school tomorrow, I thought we'd use Grandfather's lab to get it done so we don't fail the class." She was really beginning to like being rude to her mother and getting away with it.
Nancy addressed one of the maids. "Penny, please show Mr. Evans to the laboratory. I need to speak to my daughter privately."
"Yes Ma'am." The young woman bowed her head to Nancy, then looked to Max. "This way sir."
As Max headed up the stairs, Liz followed her mother into her father's office.
"Have a seat Elizabeth." Jeff pointed to the leather chair in front of his desk.
She sat in the chair, pulling her legs up underneath her like she did when she was a little girl.
"This isn't very easy to say." Nancy started. "Your father and I have decided that it's not in the best interest of the family for you to go to New York in the Fall."
*YES!* "What are you talking about?" She sounded devastated.
"Elizabeth, too much is at stake right now with RBS breathing down our necks. We feel that it would be better for you to attend State with Max." Jeff sounded like he was making a business deal.
Tears sprang to her eyes. "So, you're telling me that ALL of the work I've done my entire life was a waste of time?! How can you do this to me?!" She shouted as she stood and ran from the room.
Nancy followed her. "Elizabeth, STOP! We're not saying that you will never go, just not yet."
Liz stayed with her back to her mother. "I realize that I have no choice in this. The thing is, I can't think what I could have possibly done to deserve any of this." *All those years of kissing their asses has finally paid off*
"I know how hard this is for you, but State has a wonderful dance program. You'll..."
Liz turned to face her mother. "What's the use? New York is the ONLY place in the country where a dancer can make it. By the time I get there, it'll be too late."
"Elizabeth, I know that you are trying to play on my sympathies, but all of the arrangements have been made. You WILL be attending State come Fall and you WILL be a part of their dance program!"
Tears appeared in Liz's eyes. "I have a Chemistry project to work on." She turned and ran up the stairs.
Nancy felt her husbands hand on her shoulder.
"She's not taking this very well at all Jeff."
Jeff pulled her into his strong embrace. "I know it's gonna be a major adjustment for her, but I'm sure the fact that she's going to be living in her own apartment instead of a dorm will cheer her up. I talked to Penelope and she said that all of the dorms are full."
Liz entered the lab with a smile on her face. Max was sitting on a table.
"I take it things went well?" He asked.
"They're FORCING me to attend State."
He hopped down from the table and took her into his arms. "That's just tragic." He leaned down and kissed her.
After a few minutes, she pushed away from him. "Hold that thought." She walked over to the metal door and double bolted it. Then she returned to his arms. "Don't want anyone walking in on us."
"Doing what exactly?" There was a glint in his eyes.
Liz looked directly into his eyes. "Why Chemisrty of course. We're supposed to be heating things up."
She grabbed him around the back of his neck and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss.
Max's fingers began fumbling with the straps of her overalls. When he got them disconnected, they dropped to the ground. She kicked off her shoes, stepped out of the overalls and kicked them away.
The kiss had yet to break. That was until Liz pulled the tight, black t-shirt over Max's head.
She rained kisses and tiny nips over his muscular chest.
He began to breathe heavily as he pulled her up for another kiss. His fingers tugged at the bands that held her hair in braids and then untwisted them.
Once again, the kiss broke. Liz stepped back and pulled her top off, leaving her in a white lace bra and white thong.
Max stood speechless at the sight of her.
She moved towards him and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles.
Liz tried not to ruin the moment by laughing when Max almost fell trying to get his shoes off.
With that task accomplished, he looked around the room. She smiled at him, took his hand and pulled him over to the table he had been sitting on when she entered the room.
He immediately lifted her up and sat her on the table. Her legs wrapped around his body and their lips met again.
Max's hands worked diligently to to unhook her bra. When the catch released, he swiftly removed it.
Liz leaned back on her elbows.
"My God, you're beautiful." Max said as his hands stroked her breasts. Then his fingers dragged slowly down her flat, tight stomach. He ran them down to the waistband of her thong and began inching them down.
She unwrapped her legs from him and allowed him to rid her of the garment. Naked, Liz pulled her legs up on the table and completely opened herself to him.
"Liz ... I ... um..." He couldn't think of what to say to her.
"I belong to you, Max. Every part of me."
With those words, he dropped his boxers. She scooted back as he climbed on the table and hovered over her. Their breathing was heavy as they stared at each other.
His long, thick cock brushed against her inner thigh.
"Don't make me wait, Max. I need you now." She pulled him down and kissed him.
Max pulled back and balanced himself on one arm. His other hand grabbed his member, stroked it and guided it into her waiting, wet heat.
Liz gasped as he filled her.
"Are you still sore?" He asked. The last thing he wanted to do was cause her pain.
"No, not really." Her legs wrapped around his waist once more.
He took this as his cue to start moving. He slowly pulled out of her and then pushed in just as slow.
At first, Liz's hands were on his chest, but as he moved in and out of her in a steady rhythm, her hands moved to her breasts, pinching and rubbing her nipples. "Oh Max, this feels so incredible."
He gave her a sexy half smile. "Let's see if I can do better." He started moving faster. "Oh Liz! I love how tight you are. I fit ... inside ... you so per ... fectly!"
She ran her hand over his damp forehead. "That's because we were made for each other." Her body began matching his thrust for thrust. Her entire body was humming. "Make me cum, Max!"
Without a second thought, her hand traveled down to where they were joined. The instant she heard Max shout her name, she began the biggest orgasm of her young, newly sexually active life. As Max spewed his hot, salty cum into her, the walls of her pussy milked him of every last drop.
Before collapsing, he slowly pulled out of her. She moaned at the loss of feeling.
He lay his head between her rounded breast and gently kissed one of them. "We're gonna fail Chemistry, aren't we?"
Liz laughed. "Don't worry about it. I've got it covered."
"Gonna get one of the geeks in Science Club to finish it for us?"
She kissed the top of his sweat drenched head. "Hey, I'm the head geek in the Science Club. Why do you think we've been getting A's all year? We've only got four steps to go and I can do those in 20 minutes blindfolded."
Max chuckled against her chest. "If you could just whip this thing out, why have we been working on it for the last 4 weeks?"
Liz was running her hand through his sweaty hair. "I kinda was hoping that the more time we spent together, that you'd notice me."
"I think it worked." He smiled.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 17:59:20
|posted on 16-Sep-2001 7:48:39 PM|
After Max and Liz finally decided to get up off the table and get dressed, she impressed him by finishing the project in under 20 minutes.
Her face turned red when she realized that he staring was at her. "I really am a science geek, aren't I?"
He closed the gap between them and put his arms around her waist. "I think you're amazing. I like the fact that you're smart. I like the fact that we can have a conversation that doesn't center around clothes, the mall or other crap like that."
Liz laughed. "I know what you mean. Don't get me wrong, I like sports, but I don't like talking about them 24/7."
A loud knock came from the metal door. Liz quickly grabbed one of her hair bands off of the floor and pulled her hair into a sloppy ponytail and headed to the door.
When she unbolted the door and opened it, Amy walked in.
She fanned her face. "Whoa, it's hot in here. How's the project coming?"
"Um ... we just ... um finished it." Liz said nervously.
Amy shut the door. "You know, you can't fool me."
"No, really, Mrs. DeLuca, the project's done." Max assured her.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Amy said sitting down in a chair by the table. "I know that the two of you aren't as upset about having to 'pretend' that you're dating as you're acting. You forget, I've watched the two of you grow up. I've also seen the way that you have always looked at each other."
Liz went over and sat in Amy's lap and hugged her. "You're not gonna tell, are you?"
"Lizzie, the only thing that I care about is your happiness."
Liz put her head on Amy's shoulder. "You've always been the best mom I've ever had." She kissed her cheek. "I mean, you could see the attraction, but our own parents couldn't."
"Parents can be blind. Especially to the obvious."
Max's phone rang. He looked at his Caller ID and saw that it was Isabel. He answered it. "What do you want, Izzy?"
"We need to talk."
"I'll be home in a bit." He hung up the phone. "I guess Isabel's chomping at the bit to find out what's going on."
Liz walked over to him. "What are you going to tell her?"
"The truth." He smiled. "Our parents are making me date the Parker bitch."
"Really?" She asked with sadness in her voice.
He kissed the top of her head. "No, Liz. I'm kidding. I'm going to tell her that Michael and Maria set us up on a blind date and I just completely and totally fell in love with you."
Liz wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
Then they heard someone's throat clear behind them.
"Well, that seemed convincing. At least this time you didn't gag. ... Oh, hi Nancy. They were just ... rehearsing." Amy lied.
Liz pushed away from Max and wiped her mouth.
Nancy shook her head. "Something's not right."
Liz's heart began pounding. "No, Mother, really. We asked Amy if it looked real enough."
"Well, it didn't."
Liz, Max and Amy all looked at each other.
"Mrs. Parker, I know how to kiss a girl." Max tried to sound completely cocky, but instead he sounded like a little boy. Liz didn't know how long she could keep from laughing.
"I don't doubt that, Mr. Evans. It's just ... the two of you are too stiff. You need to relax. Try it again."
"Mother!" Liz couldn't believe this.
"It has to be believable, Elizabeth. Just think of someone you'd want to kiss, close your eyes and do it." Nancy prodded them.
"What the hell!" Max shrugged.
His arms went around her waist as he pulled her close to him. She put her arms around his neck and then their eyes closed. Their mouths slowly moved together and then their lips met.
The kiss started soft and tender, but when her tougue snaked out, begging for entrance, it deepened.
When they realized that they should break the kiss, it ended abruptly. They stepped away from each other and wiped their mouths. Both looked disgusted.
"That was ... better, but you're going to have to practice. Especially when he presents you your flowers on Saturday. I want the two of you to look completely in love."
Tears sprang to her eyes. "The charity event?"
Nancy nodded. "He will be your escort of course."
"I wasn't even gonna go." Max said with boredom in his voice.
"Well, things have changed!" Nancy said sternly.
"I gotta go." Max left.
Soon after, Nancy left Liz and Amy alone.
"I thought it was DAMN convincing." Amy laughed.
Max entered his home through the back door. He knew Isabel wanted to talk, but he was hoping to avoid that tonight. It had been a long, exciting, exhausting day and he just wanted to take a shower and then call Liz. On his way up the back stairs, he was stopped by his sister.
"What the HELL is going between you and Elizabeth Parker?" Isabel demanded.
"What do you mean?"
She huffed. "Mom and Dad informed me that two of you are dating. How the HELL did that happen?"
Max looked her straight in the eye. "Not that it's any of your business, but Michael and Maria thought it would be fun to set us up on a blind date. At first we were pissed, but then we started talking and then laughing and then I kissed her." He continued up the stairs.
Isabel followed. "She's a PARKER! Max, what the hell are you thinking?!"
He walked into his room. His sister was hot on his heels. "Look, Izzy, all I wanna do right now is take a shower, call Liz and go to sleep! I don't feel like playing 20 questions with you.!
"I don't care what you want, Max! This girl is from the one family that has been at odds with our family for over 30 years!"
Max flopped onto his bed. "I'm falling in love with her Isabel! I don't expect for you or care if you approve or not!"
Isabel was steaming. "She's using you Max!"
"Get the FUCK out of my room! NOW!"
Isabel turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door.
"What a bitch!"
The phone rang.
"What?!" He snapped.
Liz's voice immediately calmed him down.
"Sorry, baby. Isabel was just being her usual charming self."
"It didn't go well?" She asked.
He laughed. "To say the least. ... So, what's up?"
"My parents just gave me the most fantastic news. Not only am I going to State, but I get to have my own place. Seems that all of the dorms are full."
"Hmm..." His smile grew. "Want a room mate?"
"Sorry, I've already got one."
"The one and only. She just doesn't know it yet."
Max was quiet for a few moments and then spoke. "Maybe Michael and I can get a place close to yous. That way we can have sleep overs."
"I like that idea. We could drive up there tomorrow morning and look around." Liz suggested."
"Sounds good to me. ... I'd better go take a shower. I'm starting to reek."
Liz giggled. "Okay."
"I'll pick you up at 7."
"I'll be ready. ... I love you."
His heart soared at her words. "I love you too."
They hung up.
Edited by - sydniepaige on 10/02/2001 18:11:57
|posted on 11-Nov-2001 3:48:38 PM|
At five minutes to 7 AM, Liz entered the breakfast room. She was dressed in a white skirt that hit her mid thigh and a light blue, silk tank that she was obviously not wearing a bra under.
"Where are you going so early this morning ... dress like ... that?" Her mother asked pointedly.
Liz gave Nancy an obvious fake smile and spoke with fake enthusiasm in her voice. "I'm spending the day with my NEW boyfriend. I figure since I'm being whored out, I might as well dress the part."
"You are very close to being grounded, young lady!" Jeff said sternly not looking up from his paper.
"Good, then I won't have to go out with Max!" The doorbell rang. "Oops! Too late, gotta go. Don't wait up."
Jeff put the paper down and looked at his wife. She's testing us. She figures that if she starts acting like this, we'll call off the arrangement."
Penny opened the door. She almost drooled.
Max was wearing the tightest pair of jeans she'd ever seen and a VERT tight, thick, cotton, white t-shirt.
"Good morn...morning, Mr. Evans." She barely got out.
"And a very good morning it is. Is my beautiful girlfriend ready?" He asked with a sexy smile.
"I...I'll go see."
"No need, Penny." Liz appeared. "I'm right here."
Max moved to Liz and greeted her with a searing kiss.
Penny turned red from embarrassment as the kiss continued. She excused herself and quietly left the room.
"When the kiss broke, Liz smiled. "What if my parents had seen that?"
"We'd just tell them we're trying to see how convincing we can be. We obviously fooled Penny." He raised his eyebrow at her. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah." She grabbed her purse and held Max's hand as he led her outside to his ... JEEP?
He helped her in and then got in himself.
"This is a very ... interesting mode of transportation, Max. Where'd you get it?"
He smiled. "It was my fathers in high school. He gave it to me 2 years ago and told me I could do what I wanted to with it. I finished it last week."
"This is finished?" She said outloud before she could stop herself.
Max laughed. "Let me rephrase. It's running. Besides, I thought we'd be more visable in this. You know, shock the town."
Liz gave him a weak smile. "And in this ... thing, they will definitely be shocked."
He put his hand on hers. "Wanna shift my stick?"
He placed her hand on the gear shift and shoved it down. "Jeez, someone's mind's in the gutter."
Isabel came down to breakfast in a bitchy mood.
"What's the matter, sweetheart? Did you and Alex have a fight?" Diane asked her daughter.
"No, Mom. Alex and I are fine. Max and I are a different story. Sometimes I can't believe that he and I shared the same womb!" She sounded disgusted.
Philip shook his head. "What happened this time?"
Isabel sat and took a sip of her juice, then looked at Diane. "It's the whole Elizabeth Parker thing. First you and Daddy tell me that they're dating and that you and the Parkers approve, and then last night when I confronted him, he actually told me that he's falling in love with that bitch!"
She humphed. "Sorry, Mother!"
"Isabel, Elizabeth isn't our first choice for your brother either, but you have to admit that she's a vast improvement over Tess. At least Elizabeth knows what's appropriate behavior at social functions." Diane readied herself for her daughter's explosive reaction.
"Tess is my BEST FRIEND, Mother! It's not HER fault her family lives on the other side of town!"
Diane clasped her hands in front of her and rested them on the table. "Are you forgetting that I'M from the other side of town as well, Isabel? The girl has absolutely NO social skills. Other than her promiscuity, I don't know what your brother saw in her for so long."
Isabel wiped her mouth and threw her linen napkin on the table. SHe stood up. "What the HELL is wrong with this family?!" She stormed out of the room.
Philip smiled at his wife. "That went well."
Diane nodded. "My thoughts exactly."
The town the university was located in was two and a half hours from Roswell. They rolled in a little after 9:30 AM.
"Okay, I just realized the best part of going to school here." Liz said with a smile on her face.
"And what's that?" Max questioned.
Liz's smile grew wider. "Our parents won't be just dropping by on a whim."
"That's very true. However, I can guarantee that Philip and Diane will be here on the weekends that there are home games."
Liz was about to make a witty comment, but instead, she became mesmerized. "Oh my God! Max, pull over!"
He did as she asked. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." She pointed to a very large house with a FOR SALE sign in the front of it and another that read OPEN HOUSE TODAY . "Let's go look at it."
"Liz, we're supposed to be looking for apartments." He reminded her.
She pouted. "Please?"
He sighed. "Oh why not."
Max got out of the Jeep and then helped Liz out. They walked to the house hand in hand.
As they entered, the house, the realtor handed them each a floor plan of the two story house.
"If you have any questions, whatsoever, please feel free to ask." The red head with a name tag that read Carol, told the young couple.
"Thanks." Max winked at her.
Liz rolled her eyes at Max's flirtatious manner and looked at the paper in her hand. "Max, look at this!"
"The second floor has four 1 bedroom apartments. Each has a living room, a kitchen like area with a mini fridge, sink and microwave, a bedroom and a bathroom. This floor has a full-size kitchen, gameroom, 3 bedrooms, formal dining room, breakfast room and 2 guest rooms. This is perfect for us.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him with her big brown eyes. "You, me, Maria and Michael." She trailed her finger down his chest.
"Have you been talking to Michael lately?"
She shook her head. "No, I've been with you. Why?"
Max chuckled. "It's just that he had a somewhat similar idea. The only difference was that Izzy and Alex were included."
Liz stood on her tip toes and kissed him sweetly. "Max, not only does your sister HATE me, she's Tess' best friend. I don't think that we could survive 4 years under the same roof."
He held her tighter. "I completely understand. Let's go look around and if we like what we see, we'll talk to 'Red'."
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