Chapter 4:

I got into my car, and was at Max's in about 3 minutes. I climbed the 3 flights of stairs that were slightly easier then yesterday, and rang the door bell. Max answered with an apron on. It was so cute. He gave me a kiss, and motioned me inside.

"Well, you look really adorable in that apron. So, what's cooking Betty Crocker?" I joked with a giggle in my voice and a smile on my lips.

"Ha, ha, very funny. But you just wait and see who will be laughing when you tasted my spaghetti. Everyone that has tried it, has loved it."

"Well, I really want to try it, but I was hopping that you could put it on the micro-wave for a few minutes, because what I want right now has nothing to do with actual food." I said, dead serious, and the look that appeared him his eyes, he knew I was serious. He untied his apron, turned off the stove, and approached me.

The look that he gave me, made me melt, and the kiss was amazing. Heat started at my stomach and spread to my entire body. His hands were traveling up and down my body, not letting an inch go untouched. He pulled away from my lips, and started to kiss a trail down my chin, and neck. That was when we started to head toward the bedroom. We kept walking until my legs hit the bed, and I fell backward. He followed me. I moved myself to be more on the bed. That was when he sat up, and started to unbutton his shirt, but I had to stop him. I wanted to do it. I placed my hands over his, and moved then aside. Then I worked the buttons open, making sure to touch his skin while I was moving downward. When his shirt was open. I pushed it off of his shoulders to reveal a wonderful body that is a vision of perfection. I couldn't do anything but look at him, and feel him. He was getting anxious, and ran his hands down my stomach to pull up my t-shirt. I was glad that I chose matching bra, and panties.

When the shirt was gone, he worked on the bra. He hooked one finger under each shoulder strap, and moved them down my arms. He then located the clasp in the back, and unhooked it with one hand, in one swift motion.

"Wow, that is talent. Where did you learn to do that?" I said breathless. He was effecting me, and I didn't want to hide it.

"From a fantasize you inspired me to have last night. I guess I was just lucky to get it on the first try." He replied trying to be clever and witty but it came out with the same breathless quality.

He then pushed the bra away from my body, and threw it behind him. He looked at me for a minute. I was starting to get embarrassed, but he said "You are beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?"

I didn't expect that to come out of his mouth, and all I could do was shake my head. I had to give him a reward for that complement, and kissed him with such passion, that we both tumbled back on the bed, and couldn't keep our hands off of one another. I had to get his jeans off, and have him inside of me. I couldn't wait much longer. When he shed his pants, he worked on mine.

When we were completely naked, I couldn't hold out much longer, and showed him that I was ready by moving my pelvis up and pushing on his manhood. The soft moan that he let escape showed he that he was as ready as I was. He took the hint that I gave and entered me with one strong thrust. We increased the tempo, and I was feeling the tingles everywhere. Before I noticed what was happening, the climax approached so rapidly, and so strong.

It was the best I have ever felt. I started to call out his name, and he called out mine. We were soon tumbling over the cliff into the amazing abys. He pushed himself off of me, laid on his side, and pulled me to his body, so we were as close as possible. I had never been that close to anyone before. All of my last boyfriends would just move to the other side of the bed when they were done with me, but Max was different. He cared about me, and I was going to have to marry another man. But those thoughts had to wait till later. I was going to enjoy our time together.

We rested together for a few minutes. We knew we couldn't fall asleep, then that would just waste the time we had together. I didn't want to move, but I was getting hungry, so I reluctantly pushed myself away of him. There was a soft moan of disapproval that came from him. I walked over to his closet, not caring that I was naked, and looked for a shirt of his that would cover me. I found a button down shirt that was a salmon color. No women in there right mind would tell a guy that he had a pink shirt. It was always salmon. I pulled it over me, and turned around. Max was propped up on one of his arms, and looking at me with a smile on his lips. I smiled back.

"What are you looking at?" I asked with a slight laugh in my voice.

"You. Wow... oh, well, I am hungry, how about you?"

"Yeah, you really gave me a work-out. So, how about you put these on." I said while throwing him his boxers. I love to see a guy in just boxers. It gives me a chance to stare at him, with out him realizing. When he caught the boxers, he put them on, and I headed to the kitchen behind me. Before I got the chance to leave the bedroom, he had his arms around my waist again, and whispering in my ear.

" You smell really good, even though you were sweating a few minutes ago."

"Oh, thanks, what a way to a girls heart. Telling them they still smell good when they were sweating prior to the complement." I finished with a fake smile.

"You know what I mean. You always smell good. It just amazes me that you smell good even now."

"Thanks. Well, lets eat. I am starving." I said as we approached the kitchen. He let me go, so he could turn the stove back on.

After minutes of waiting for everything to heat up, it was done. He served it in bowls, and we sat at the bar attached to the kitchen counter. He placed the bowls on the counter, while I climbed onto the stool. He pulled the chair closer to him, so we will be touching while we ate. That gesture put a smile on my face. He is the most thoughtful guy I have ever know. But that doesn't matter because this will probably be the last night we spend together.

For all I know I could be falling in love with this guy, and not be able to see him again. This really sucks. Why does life have to be so complicated? That is a question to be answered in a later date. Now I need to know all about him, so it is time for us to talk about our lives. Wow, a part that I am looking forward to hearing. Nothing that he can say can turn me away from him.

"So, tell me something about your self. We don't really know anything about one another, except we are great in bed. So, enlighten me." I asked

"Well, I am a college student studying to be a surgeon, and I used to live with my parents before I went to college. I have a sister, Isabelle, and I don't really talk to my parents much. Isabelle is more of the family person. I hear everything about the family threw her. That is about all that I can tell you. Oh, my dad's a layer, and my mother is a housewife. And my sister just stays at home. She went to college earlier then me, only by a year, and we are twins. Well, that is what the foster people told my parents. I am adopted. My parents couldn't have children, so they adopted us when they lived in Roswell, New Mexico. Then they moved here for my father to expand his business. That is about it. What about you?"

"Well, me and my parents don't really get along. I only talk to them when I need to. I am a only child. My dad owns a chain of restaurants, and my mother is also a housewife. She is a active community service person. She helps with the community all of the time. They only person I am really close to is my best friends Maria, and Alex. Other then that my life is pretty boring. Oh, and by the way, your spaghetti is amazing. I could live off of this stuff. "

"well, thanks. I am glad you like it. Would you like some more?"

"No, I am full. What time is it?"

"Oh, about 10:30, why?"

"Oh, just asking. We have a few more hours till I have to head home. What should we do?" I asked with a sexy grin on. He took the hint, pushed his chair out so he could get out. He then pulled my chair out, and picked me up. I laughed and he carried me to the bedroom. Half way to the bedroom I got serious, and kissed him. The rest was pure heaven.

I had to leave some time around 2am. We said our good-byes, and kissed each other at his door. He gave me his number and said if I had a free night anything soon, to give him a call. I accepted the number, and left. It was a quiet drive back with soft music playing in the back ground. When I reached home, I parked my car, and went upstairs to get the little amount of sleep before the dreadful encounter tomorrow. After I showered I fell asleep instantly.