Chapter 9: I Love You
Fang POV
As much as I somewhat hated to admit it, Angel's plan was perfect. I agreed to it with barely a moment of hesitation. But she was right, I might have to be a little forceful with Max in order for it to work.
Do you remember the plan? Angel thought to me as we were all eating breakfast the next morning. No one asked Max about what happened. No one quite wanted to know because Angel sent an image to all of their minds of the room after Max was removed from the bed. She had gotten the image from me.
As clear as day. I thought back.
"Hey, Max?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Could we stay in a hotel or a motel or something?"
Max thought about it for a few moments then agreed. I mentally smiled. I knew Max would've agreed either way. Whether it was by her own willpower or by Angel's mind control power.
A few hours later, we were all walking into a small motel. Max and I walked up to the cashier. The boy behind the counter looked up and eyed Max up and down and smiled with more warmth than necessary.
"May I help you?" He asked only talking to Max.
"Yes, I need ... three rooms."
"Of course. Are you going to be sharing those rooms?" He asked eyeing the rest of the flock for a split second. I could hear the second meaning of the question though.
"Yes, if you could make sure all those rooms have two beds, please?"
"No problem." He tapped a few keys and handed Max three cards.
"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." He insisted, stressing the 'anything' part more than he should have.
Max and I walked over to the Flock and worked out bedroom arrangements. Nudge and Angel. Gazzy and Iggy. Which leaves me and Max.
The kids snatched their card away from Max and ran off to their rooms, Gazzy taking Iggy with him.
I filled them in on the plan, so they won't bother you two. Angel assured me.
As Max and I made our way to our room, I saw Max reading something. I looked over her shoulder and she saved me the trouble by just handing it to me.
It was a note from the boy downstairs.
Hey Baby,
Call me if you get lonely. My shift ends and 10 'clock.
9863-8643
From, George
I scowled at the note as Max let us in the room. Max dropped her stuff on the bed furthest from the window and went into the shower.
I dropped my stuff on the bed closest to the window and got settled. I updated my blog and when that was finished, I went over the plan one more time in my head. I did all this in half an hour, by which time Max was just coming out of the shower. I went in and came back out ten minutes later.
She was laying on the bed with her arms behind her head and her eyes closed. I went over to my bed and sat on the edge facing her direction.
"Max?"
"Yeah?" She replied, not moving from her position.
"I love you."
Chapter 10: I Love You Too
Max POV
"I love you."
My eyes popped wide opened in astonishment. I didn't think it would've been possible for Fang to still love me since I ran away every time he tried to kiss me back when I was still denying my feelings to myself.
I looked at him to make sure that he wasn't just teasing me, like he sometimes did. But I saw nothing but hope and love and fear. I knew where that fear came from. The fear came from me and my past stupidity. My heart started beating faster than normal and I sat up on the edge of my bed. I took several breaths to calm myself down. Why was I so nervous? He already told me that he loved me, I shouldn't feel nervous!
But I did. Therefor, it was about five minutes before I looked up. I looked into his eyes and saw that he had gotten more and more worried that I would reject him and run. My natural instinct to advoid any awkward situation was telling me to run. But not this time. No. This time I will tell him how I truly felt, now that I was done denying it to myself. I took one more deep breath.
"I love you too, Fang."
Fang smiled and the room seemed brighter. He walked over to me and crawled over me so that I had no choice but to lay down on the bed.
"I don't want there to be any secrets between us." He told me. "Do you agree?"
I nodded breathlessly.
"Then, who do you wish was your first?" He asked. My eyes popped wide open and I didn't answer.
"Max," He groaned, pulling us up so that our bodies were on the bed and my head was on the pillow, but he was still on top of me. "You agreed that there shouldn't be any secrets between us. Did you not?"
"I did." I confirmed breathlessly. Fang grinned at my breathlessness.
"So then, tell me. Who do you wish was your first?" He asked.
"You." I said. "I wish you were my first."
Fang smirked and ran his hand down to the front of my pants, he cupped me through the fabric of my underwear. I gasped.
Fang started to rub his hand against me and I moaned. Then, suddenly embarrased at the sound I stopped. That only seemed to make Fang more determined to make me moan. He ground his hand harder and I had to bite my lip to keep the embarrasing sounds of pleasure in.
"No, Max. Let it out. Didn't you want this?" He rubbed more furiously as his other hand took hold of my wrists. I still refused to make a sound.
"No? Huh, I thought you said that you wanted me. I'm sorry, Max. I misunderstood." and he moved his hand away from me, but kept it inside my pants. He was teasing me!
"Fang ..." I whimpered at the loss.
"What Max?" Fang grinned, taking his hand out of my pants.
"Please." I begged. Yes, I actually begged. I couldn't believe it myself, but I was because, unlike Ari, Fang was turning me on and my panties were getting more soaked by the minute.
"Please what, Max? What do you want?"
I groaned and my hips involuntary buck towards him.
"You need to tell me with words, Max. I don't want to misread your actions."
I just groaned again.
"Come on, Max. Say it. You know you want to." He cooed as slid a finger along my opening throught the fabric of my pants and soaked panties.
I whimpered.
"Please ... please, Fang. Fang ..."
"Say it, Max."
"I want you! I want you, Fang! Please!"
But instead of touching the place I wanted him to touch most, his hand slid under my shirt and brushed his thumb over my already hardened nipple.
"Oh!" I arched up into his hand.
"Do you like that, Max?"
"Yes!" My panties must be dripping with my juices by now.
Fang proceeded to lift my shirt above my head. He then used my shirt to bound my right hand to the right corner of the head board. Fang's hand slid down my leg, taking my pants off in the process, then used my pants to bound my left hand to the left corner of the head board.
Fang sat back and admired his handy work.
"Fang ..." I groaned.
"Tell me what you want, Max."
"I want you to touch me." I moaned, wishing he would just give me my release already.
Fang reached out and put his hand on my waist.
"I am touching you."
I groaned in annoyance.
"What is it, Max? Is this not what you want?"
"I want you to finger me." I managed to get out. Fang put his right hand on my left and fingered it. I let out another annoyed groaned. Fang just grinned. He was doing this on purpose!
"Fang ..."
"Tell me, Max, is this what you want?"
I whimpered and bucked my hips.
"You're going to have to tell me what you want with words, Max."
I felt a blush creep up on my face. I can't believe he was going to make me say it!
"I want ... I want ..."
"Yes?"
"I WANT YOU TO FINGER FUCK ME!!" I pratically screamed in my desperation. I hoped none of the kids heard me.
That fear quickly pushed aside by the feel of one of Fang's fingers pumping in and out of me.
"Ah, ah, uh, mm, uh, ah ..." I couldn't stop the sounds of pleasure from escaping my mouth.
Just then, Fang added one more finger inside me, and I gasped in pleasure, so he added another and his thumb started to rub my clit.
Then, when I thought that things couldn't get any better, he added a fourth digit in me. I could feel a knot start to form in my abdomine.
"Fang ..." I whimpered when he pulled his fingers out of me.
He just looked at me while he licked his fingers free of my juices. When they were clean, he grabbed each side of my drenched underwear and ripped them off of me.
"Just so you know, Max" Fang told me as he leaned over me. "I'm in charge tonight."