Ch. 1
(Roswell, New Mexico)
Liz's POV
i They say that being in love is the best thing and the worst thing on earth. I may have to have a word with the person who came up with that statement. I never expected it to hurt this much. Have you ever just got up in the morning and everything was just perfect? Like there wasn't a thing on earth that could go wrong to ruin your happy day? That used to be me everyday. Everyday until Tess Harding came into the picture. Yea, so what that's she's destined to be with Max? I'm the one he loves! I'm his soul mate dammit! We made love countless times under the desert stars and confessed our undying love to each other more times than you can count using your finger AND toes! So why is it that on my Junior Prom night I go to find my prince charming in a lip lock with –pardon my French– that bitch Tess?! I mean it's unfucking believable! So after I took off to release some steam. I came back and kicked the living shit out of Tess, who coincidently was alone in the parking lot waiting for Kyle. And when Max took me home and was about to kiss me god night, I punched him in the face. So journal now that it's all out in the open I guess it's time I fess up. I'm pregnant. At least I think that I am. I mean I've got all the symptoms and more, I've been having these overwhelming desires for certain things and a certain someone. I haven't told Max, simply because of the fact that I am angry with him at the moment. He is currently sitting outside my window where he has not moved from in three days. He's been there since the morning after Junior Prom. When I awoke to the light snoring of a very cold and very SORRY Max Evans. So I threw him a blanket and told him that it was going to take a lot more than an overnight sleepover to even convince me of forgiving him. So there he stays, staring at me while I write this to you. Must go right now so I will write more later…
Forever Yours Journal,
Liz Parker /i
"Liz I love you." Max whispers at my window.
I roll my eyes; I'm so tired of this, "Come in." I sigh.
"Liz. Liz, I'm so sorry I-"
"Oh will you just shut up!" I scream.
Max looks as if I just shot him.
"Just shut up and let's get the make up sex over with alright?" I say.
"Is this the same Liz Parker who gave me the right hook last night when I tried to kiss you goodnight?" He asked confused.
"Yup. But I want sex and you're gonna give it too me." I say.
"And you're not mad?" He says his right eyebrow arched.
"Oh I'm mad. It's just that I want you so bad right now it's taking a whole lot of will power to keep me from ripping all the clothes off your body right here right now and riding you like there is no tomorrow." I grab him by his collar.
"Liz. What's wrong with you? Not that I'm complaining but-"
"Than shut. Up. And kiss me." Apparently he wanted me as much as I wanted him because before I knew it I was covered in deep passionate kisses. I knew it wouldn't be long before I would begin to rip, literally RIP the clothes off of Max. Our breathing has become hard and deep. Kisses and tongues still did not satisfy me. I needed him, inside me.
"Liz." He whispered into my ear, I could feel his lips curve into a seductive smile.
"Max!" I yelp when he lifts me up by my butt and carries me over to the bed. I am in total ecstasy and as his lips roamed down my jaw towards my throat, blessing it with kiss after sweet kiss I moan ever so lightly. Then traveling back to my lips.
Our breathing and moans were the only sounds in my room. When Max finally let my mouth go, and traced a path to my neck, with his open mouth, I wrapped my arms tighter around Max and closed my eyes, leaning my head on his large well muscled shoulder.
"Liz… I want you so bad." Max said, and then slowly ran his hands under my pink sweater where they gapped between my jeans and my stomach. My stomach sucked in reflexively at the first touch of his strong, hot hands. He continued up my stomach, his fingertips gently tracing a path as they slid up further, taking the sweater with them.
Kissing Max is like being on ecstasy, yes I have tried it once. And this was so much better than that. Max released my throbbing mouth long enough to pull the sweater over my head and let it fall to the ground where I knew his clothes would be next. Then he was immediately kissing me again. Max had to be the best kisser in the world I thought as my head began to feel drugged and stared to spin. Max's kisses were more powerful than anything I could imagine. When I felt Max's hands gently move up to my shoulders, then trail his fingertips down to my chest, and hesitate at the top of my silk bra, we both stopped and tried to draw in air.
"Oh baby." He moaned against my lips as I continued to assault his lips with my own...getting louder and louder each time that my tongue came into contact with his. I found that with each moan my body would get hotter and hotter. As my body burned I found that I needed to feel more of Max.... taste more of Max. I wanted to explore every single part of his beautifully well-crafted muscular body. I wanted to start from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes and everywhere in between. I don't know what came over me in that instant, it shouldn't have shocked me, it wasn't like I had been myself all day anyway, but in my desperate attempt to feel more of him.... I jumped him. Now I don't mean I like kicked his ass or anything (not like I had last night anyhow) but it seemed as if an animal instinct had taken over and I pounced into his already aroused lap.
"Liz?" Max asked gently, at the same time as I slid my wondering hands under his black long sleeved shirt, and massaged his chest for a moment before slipping it up, and over his head. "I mean, we just got back together…are you sure that you're ready…for this?"
"We never broke up baby, you just pissed me off is all." I replied through kisses, gawd did he have to try and talk about last night now? Couldn't he just understand that I wanted him right here right now? I playfully tugged at his bottom lip with my teeth. "I know that we have a lot to talk about baby." My tone softened. "...a lot to discuss...but I need you to kiss me right now... please... just kiss me" I breathed inches away from his lips.
He pressed his lips against mine own firmly. "God I love you." Max whispered passionately.
"Yea, yea just-just love me now." I muttered, all that mattered was the sensations that were running through out my body...sensations that I had been feeling ever since I finished the last entry in my journal...but now they were heightened. It is really hard to explain to you now while I am -so blissfully- experiencing them but I knew that he was feeling the same sensations as I was, it was like what ever these sensations were; they had connected us somehow ya know? Made us one, only that wasn't all I was feeling, I felt as if something else was going on, something growing between us. Yet another thing in my life with no explanation and no detail.
"Oh Max." I moaned again when our lips parted. "I'm sorry baby I love you so much."
"Shh, baby it's alright," he murmured against my lips, trailing burning kisses down my jaw to my elbow, as he moved from my arm to my torso. His lips found the curve of my breast, and he kissed it. I sucked in a deep breath, so he did it again, eager to elicit the same reaction.
He moved his attention down to my stomach, concentrating on the spot where he had healed me, two years ago, he kissed it lightly. Max placed his hand flat across the spot where his print had marked my body, my soul, me -as his own that day… And gasp.
"What? What is it?" I panicked.
"Liz baby, why is there a mini glowing hand reaching out to me inside your stomach?" He asked shocked, his eyes wide with surprise.
I looked away quickly.
"Liz?" His eyes searched my face for answers.
I finally made eye contact with him and said, "Hi sugar daddy." Only I didn't know that just one sentence could make such an impact on a strong and masculine Max Evans.
Because as soon as the words left my mouth, Max Evans –King of Antar. Fainted into my lap.
"Well I guess this is as close to any kind of action I was gonna get today." I muttered moving Max's heavy body off my lap, where I laid him beside me on the bed and closed my eyes.
(Roswell, New Mexico)
Liz's POV
i They say that being in love is the best thing and the worst thing on earth. I may have to have a word with the person who came up with that statement. I never expected it to hurt this much. Have you ever just got up in the morning and everything was just perfect? Like there wasn't a thing on earth that could go wrong to ruin your happy day? That used to be me everyday. Everyday until Tess Harding came into the picture. Yea, so what that's she's destined to be with Max? I'm the one he loves! I'm his soul mate dammit! We made love countless times under the desert stars and confessed our undying love to each other more times than you can count using your finger AND toes! So why is it that on my Junior Prom night I go to find my prince charming in a lip lock with –pardon my French– that bitch Tess?! I mean it's unfucking believable! So after I took off to release some steam. I came back and kicked the living shit out of Tess, who coincidently was alone in the parking lot waiting for Kyle. And when Max took me home and was about to kiss me god night, I punched him in the face. So journal now that it's all out in the open I guess it's time I fess up. I'm pregnant. At least I think that I am. I mean I've got all the symptoms and more, I've been having these overwhelming desires for certain things and a certain someone. I haven't told Max, simply because of the fact that I am angry with him at the moment. He is currently sitting outside my window where he has not moved from in three days. He's been there since the morning after Junior Prom. When I awoke to the light snoring of a very cold and very SORRY Max Evans. So I threw him a blanket and told him that it was going to take a lot more than an overnight sleepover to even convince me of forgiving him. So there he stays, staring at me while I write this to you. Must go right now so I will write more later…
Forever Yours Journal,
Liz Parker /i
"Liz I love you." Max whispers at my window.
I roll my eyes; I'm so tired of this, "Come in." I sigh.
"Liz. Liz, I'm so sorry I-"
"Oh will you just shut up!" I scream.
Max looks as if I just shot him.
"Just shut up and let's get the make up sex over with alright?" I say.
"Is this the same Liz Parker who gave me the right hook last night when I tried to kiss you goodnight?" He asked confused.
"Yup. But I want sex and you're gonna give it too me." I say.
"And you're not mad?" He says his right eyebrow arched.
"Oh I'm mad. It's just that I want you so bad right now it's taking a whole lot of will power to keep me from ripping all the clothes off your body right here right now and riding you like there is no tomorrow." I grab him by his collar.
"Liz. What's wrong with you? Not that I'm complaining but-"
"Than shut. Up. And kiss me." Apparently he wanted me as much as I wanted him because before I knew it I was covered in deep passionate kisses. I knew it wouldn't be long before I would begin to rip, literally RIP the clothes off of Max. Our breathing has become hard and deep. Kisses and tongues still did not satisfy me. I needed him, inside me.
"Liz." He whispered into my ear, I could feel his lips curve into a seductive smile.
"Max!" I yelp when he lifts me up by my butt and carries me over to the bed. I am in total ecstasy and as his lips roamed down my jaw towards my throat, blessing it with kiss after sweet kiss I moan ever so lightly. Then traveling back to my lips.
Our breathing and moans were the only sounds in my room. When Max finally let my mouth go, and traced a path to my neck, with his open mouth, I wrapped my arms tighter around Max and closed my eyes, leaning my head on his large well muscled shoulder.
"Liz… I want you so bad." Max said, and then slowly ran his hands under my pink sweater where they gapped between my jeans and my stomach. My stomach sucked in reflexively at the first touch of his strong, hot hands. He continued up my stomach, his fingertips gently tracing a path as they slid up further, taking the sweater with them.
Kissing Max is like being on ecstasy, yes I have tried it once. And this was so much better than that. Max released my throbbing mouth long enough to pull the sweater over my head and let it fall to the ground where I knew his clothes would be next. Then he was immediately kissing me again. Max had to be the best kisser in the world I thought as my head began to feel drugged and stared to spin. Max's kisses were more powerful than anything I could imagine. When I felt Max's hands gently move up to my shoulders, then trail his fingertips down to my chest, and hesitate at the top of my silk bra, we both stopped and tried to draw in air.
"Oh baby." He moaned against my lips as I continued to assault his lips with my own...getting louder and louder each time that my tongue came into contact with his. I found that with each moan my body would get hotter and hotter. As my body burned I found that I needed to feel more of Max.... taste more of Max. I wanted to explore every single part of his beautifully well-crafted muscular body. I wanted to start from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes and everywhere in between. I don't know what came over me in that instant, it shouldn't have shocked me, it wasn't like I had been myself all day anyway, but in my desperate attempt to feel more of him.... I jumped him. Now I don't mean I like kicked his ass or anything (not like I had last night anyhow) but it seemed as if an animal instinct had taken over and I pounced into his already aroused lap.
"Liz?" Max asked gently, at the same time as I slid my wondering hands under his black long sleeved shirt, and massaged his chest for a moment before slipping it up, and over his head. "I mean, we just got back together…are you sure that you're ready…for this?"
"We never broke up baby, you just pissed me off is all." I replied through kisses, gawd did he have to try and talk about last night now? Couldn't he just understand that I wanted him right here right now? I playfully tugged at his bottom lip with my teeth. "I know that we have a lot to talk about baby." My tone softened. "...a lot to discuss...but I need you to kiss me right now... please... just kiss me" I breathed inches away from his lips.
He pressed his lips against mine own firmly. "God I love you." Max whispered passionately.
"Yea, yea just-just love me now." I muttered, all that mattered was the sensations that were running through out my body...sensations that I had been feeling ever since I finished the last entry in my journal...but now they were heightened. It is really hard to explain to you now while I am -so blissfully- experiencing them but I knew that he was feeling the same sensations as I was, it was like what ever these sensations were; they had connected us somehow ya know? Made us one, only that wasn't all I was feeling, I felt as if something else was going on, something growing between us. Yet another thing in my life with no explanation and no detail.
"Oh Max." I moaned again when our lips parted. "I'm sorry baby I love you so much."
"Shh, baby it's alright," he murmured against my lips, trailing burning kisses down my jaw to my elbow, as he moved from my arm to my torso. His lips found the curve of my breast, and he kissed it. I sucked in a deep breath, so he did it again, eager to elicit the same reaction.
He moved his attention down to my stomach, concentrating on the spot where he had healed me, two years ago, he kissed it lightly. Max placed his hand flat across the spot where his print had marked my body, my soul, me -as his own that day… And gasp.
"What? What is it?" I panicked.
"Liz baby, why is there a mini glowing hand reaching out to me inside your stomach?" He asked shocked, his eyes wide with surprise.
I looked away quickly.
"Liz?" His eyes searched my face for answers.
I finally made eye contact with him and said, "Hi sugar daddy." Only I didn't know that just one sentence could make such an impact on a strong and masculine Max Evans.
Because as soon as the words left my mouth, Max Evans –King of Antar. Fainted into my lap.
"Well I guess this is as close to any kind of action I was gonna get today." I muttered moving Max's heavy body off my lap, where I laid him beside me on the bed and closed my eyes.