Chapter 22

Their lips collided in passion, tongues swirling around each other, while soft moans escaped their mouths.

A bit harsher as planned, Chloe got pushed against her desk, which got shoved a few inches over the wooden floor with a short scratching sound, before her naked behind landed on its surface, directly on her latest school notes.

With a labored breathing, Steph backed away for a second, taking in her girlfriend's beauty, before trailing down a path of wet kisses along her naked body.

Moaning a quiet "Fuuck!", Chloe leaned back, resting her body on her elbows and enjoyed the treatment with closed eyes. Mainly, she heard Steph's lapping sounds between her legs, but she also became aware of some sounds in the background. Her parents weren't supposed to be home at the moment, so she assumed that it was Max who just came home, with the slight downside that they should keep it quiet from now on.

A sudden, slightly uncomfortable pinch on her nipple brought the blonde back from her thoughts, immediately drawing her focus towards Steph, who was gazing at her with a frown while continuing her treatment with her fingers. Yes, the brunette knew exactly when her girlfriend's mind was someplace else and not focused, which she didn't like at all. Sex was something, Steph put her whole effort in and she'd expect the same from her partner.

Wanting to make this short mental absence up to her, Chloe got up and pulled the brunette in for another passionate kiss, before turning their it was on Steph to receive wet kisses all over her body, but in comparison to Chloe, she let out a loud groan, which was definitely audible beyond this room's walls.

Chloe loved to pleasure Steph. She loved her moans and her taste. She actually loved every bit of her, and she loved being in love with a girl. So, she was just glad that Steph was the one. Sex with Eliot had just been boring from the start, but with Steph it was an entire different experience. Sometimes it was wild, sometimes slow, then one night rough, and another night soft. They'd even already done it in the living room and once even in Max' room when he wasn't there, just for the fun of it.

Thinking about this, Chloe couldn't hold back and intensified her efforts, causing Steph to moan "Oh fuuuck! Keep...keep going! I'm...I'm gonna…"

Her room being right above the garage, Chloe heard the deep roar of a starting engine. An engine, she knew way too well, since she'd spent every day of the last school-free weeks repairing it, along with the rest of her new old truck.

Piecing the puzzle together, the blonde teenage-girl stopped in her doings, very much to Steph's dismay, who gazed at her with another angry glare right away. But Chloe didn't care about that as she jumped up with a hissed "Shit!" and - naked as she was - ran out of the room, down the stairs and into the garage, only to witness with a dropped jaw how Rachel and Max drove away with her half-repaired truck.

"HEY, STOP!" she yelled over the noise of the loud engine, but got ignored. She even wanted to run after them as Steph appeared behind her and dragged her back into the house.

"Sh-sh-shit, th-they've stolen my truck!" exclaimed Chloe towards Steph, who threw a blanket over her bare body.

"So?" she replied. "It's not like they won't return with it."

"Y-you don't u-understand," returned the brunette with a worried demeanor. "Th-th-this rust b-bucket isn't even h-half done and n-not ready for the road. The t-tires and brakes a-ain't worth sh-shit and l-look at the weather outside."

Now understanding, Steph followed Chloe back upstairs, where she took her phone and called her father.

"D-dad," she spoke into it, "i-it's me. L-listen, M-Max and R-Rachel took my truck a-and headed off… I-I dunno, th-they didn't tell me sh-shit… I-I know… Sh-shit, w-w-we need to find 'em a-and…"

As Chloe felt that Steph was patting on her shoulder, she turned around and saw that she was holding a piece of paper in front of her nose.

"L-Listen Dad, I-I think Max left us a message… I-I dunno, I-I haven't r-read it yet… Just g-gimme a minute, w-wouldya!"

Hi Chlo,

sorry for stealing your truck, but me and Rachel need to get away for a while. Don't worry, you'll get it back in one piece.

Mom, Will,

please don't freak, but that shit at Blackwell had left some deep wounds on me and Rachel. We need to fix this together. Just us, nobody else. Just give us a few days.

Love,

Max

"Dammit!" muttered Chloe after she'd read the message before she spoke into her phone again. "H-he didn't say wh-where they're going. D-doesn't even l-look like they know it themselves… N-no, he just s-says that they n-need some time t-to figure things out, a-alone… I-I won't call the cops on Max!... N-no, I-I'd rather look for 'em myself… Just gimme… B-but I need… Ugh!"

Without awaiting another answer, Chloe canceled the call, her face red out of anger.

"So, what now?" asked Steph with crossed arms, causing Chloe to scoff.

"Wh-what should I say, m-my dad's g-gonna call the cops a-and we have to sit tight."

"Well, if he says so. It's not like we haven't been busy."

"Th-the hell I-I'll sit around a-and wait for the m-message that my truck's wr-wrapped around a f-fuckin' tree and M-Max got turned into a p-pancake. A-already got that w-with my mom. N-no, I-I'll get me a ride a-and follow 'em! Y-you're with me?"

"Alright," Steph concurred with a nod, not even trying to talk Chloe out of it. "We can take my parent's car."

As they sped off with the stolen truck, Max felt a ping of guilt upon letting Chloe behind like this. He really wasn't the criminal type, but in this case he barely had another option.

The old truck was actually still a mess. Rust holes everywhere, the old seats uncomfortable, and the heater barely functional. Still, he thought that this was their best shot to get away for some time. Or at least, until the authorities would find them and bring them back to their parents.

Originally, Rachel had been against leaving their parents a message, yet Max had done so anyway in dire hope that they'll tell Sera about this, because in his eyes she deserved to know.

They were now already driving for over an hour and neither one of them has spoken even the slightest word.

"So," Max broke the uncomfortable silence, "where're we headin'?

But he only got a shrug and a plain answer.

"Dunno. Wherever the roads will lead us."

Max could see the faint smile on Rachel's lips and feel this positive, joyful aura she radiated. Yes, she really enjoyed having done this. She enjoyed having broken the rules. And she loved having this done with her beloved boyfriend. All-in-all it felt like she'd been entirely exchanged within this short time.

"Well, I hope someplace warm, 'cause I'm freezin' my balls off!" he eventually replied, getting a mischievous smirk by his girlfriend.

"Gosh, you can be such a pussy sometimes," she retorted, and Max was actually about to pout as she gave him a soft nudge. "But you're right. I definitely need some warmth, too. So...how about this?"

Right on cue, a sign appeared on the side of the road, saying that a motel wasn't that far away.

Honestly, Rachel hadn't planned to make a stop that early, but she also didn't want them to catch a cold or to starve. Yet she also wasn't stupid, so that she parked the truck in the woods, approximately a mile away to don't give the authorities a hint where they might be staying.

Still having her pile of money from the try to buy a gun, the blond girl rented them a room for the night and paid it in cash. A vending machine right in the foyer supplied them both with food.

Since it had been her idea in the first place, Max let Rachel have the honor to open the door, which she did with a giggle and then both entered the small room. It wasn't much, but it would do. A big bed, a TV, fresh towels and a bathroom with a shower-tub was everything they'd need for the moment.

Being peckish, Max right away opened a bag of potato chips while Rachel served two cans of Soda.

"Well, that's healthy," mumbled Max, his mouth full of chips while he took another handful.

Rachel's answer to that was a burped "Yeaaaah!" which caused both of them to laugh out loud.

Right at this moment, everything that had happened fell off of them. They were normal teenagers again, without that big baggage of negative events. They were having fun and living in the moment, and they were in love.

Both gazed at each other for a long time. Green eyes looking into blue ones. Eventually, it was Rachel who did the first step by reaching for Max's hand and intertwining their fingers. It was like time froze for that moment and it was only Rachel who moved in to plant a soft kiss on Max' lips.

"I love you, Max!" she whiffed before reengaging the contact.

With every passing second, their kisses got wilder and more passionate, until it was Rachel who stopped, once more whispering. "I'm gonna take a hot shower, wanna join 'n' warm me up?"

Max got totally taken by surprise upon this offer, not believing what he just heard. Entirely stunned, he watched how Rachel gave him a wink and vanished with slow, seducing steps in the bathroom. But before he gave in to his urges to follow, the female side inside him started to question everything.

'Is this for real? Not a few hours ago she wasn't even sure if I could touch her ever again, and now this?! What's goin' on? Should I follow or would this make things worse? Was that even her intention, or is this just a test? Gosh, I dunno. I…'

"Are you commin'?" chimed Rachel's voice from the bathroom door, where she stood behind, only her head looking around the corner while the rest stayed hidden behind the wooden barrier, because she was obviously already undressed. After winking once more with her stunning green eye, she vanished entirely behind the door and a second later the sound of running water was added to the scenery.

'Ugh, fuck it!' Maxine eventually decided, now pushing her last doubts away and giving in to this seduction.

The young teenager had barely entered as his sight got already glued on Rachel's stunning body. At least her backside, because that was all he could see at the moment.

"Close the door and undress!" she said softly, watching over her shoulder how her boyfriend took off his clothes. Only as he was done she stepped under the hot, running water, reaching Max her hand as a sign to do the same.

A few seconds later, both were standing under the shower, their young bodies drenched. At first, they both just ogled each other, whereas Rachel's sight stopped more than once at Max' aroused crotch. Then, they exchanged first touches. First along their arms, until Rachel bridged the last small gap and made full contact.

"I wanna feel you!" she whispered, followed by a sigh of relief as soon as they both relaxed onto each other.

Soon, new kisses got exchanged while their hands kept on exploring their naked beings. Yet, while Rachel had no problems touching everything, Max was still reluctant, regarding his girlfriend's most intimate spot.

Both still knew what had happened the last time, and now they were even more insecure about it. Eventually, it was Max who stopped this make-out-session, saying "We don't have to. Don't force yourself!"

Out of a sudden, Rachel reached behind Max and turned off the water without a word. Once more she took his hand and literally dragged him out of the bathroom and threw him – wet as he was – onto the bed, lying down beside him a second later.

She kissed him again, and said sternly "Nobody's gonna ever take that away from us!"

Max was like on autopilot as Rachel pulled him on top of her, so that his crotch was resting right between her spread legs.

He could feel anything. The warmth. The wetness. Even details that aroused him even more. And though he was still unsure, his body started to work on its own again as his hips began to move, trying to fulfill the act of procreation.

Was this it? Would this be their first time? Or would Rachel stop it again?

Maxine herself was very unsure about this. Her first time would be in a boy's body, not like she'd imagined it at all. Still, she was in love with Rachel and was ready to go this last step as well. But to her surprise, it wasn't as easy as she thought - numerous failed attempts proving that - until Rachel surprisingly helped and guided him to the right spot.

It was tight. Very tight. It actually felt like there wasn't supposed to fit anything inside. And it seemed to hurt, obvious as Rachel hissed loud "Shit! Ouch!"

"Shit! Are you okay? Should I stop?" asked Max with worry, already wanting to pull out in panic, but he got kept in place by Rachel's hand on his butt.

"N-no!" she groaned through gritted teeth, looking at him with determination. "I want it! I want you to be my first. Just...just be gentle!"

Agreeing with a nod, Max cautiously continued, kissing the Rachel numerously to distract her a bit from the pain. None of them knew how long it took until he was entirely buried inside her. But one thing was for sure, they both needed a few moments of rest from this hard way.

"O-okay," Rachel eventually said after some time, her breath still labored. "It stopped hurting. I-I think you can move."

Max began to move his hips, cautiously and very slowly, and though at first he had been worried, he now couldn't believe how good it felt.

'Wow, this feels so awesome! But Rachel doesn't seem to enjoy it that much.'

For the first humps, Rachel's face was still slightly grimaced in pain, but over time, she relaxed more and more and her lust eventually managed to overcome the pain. And though she knew that she'd never be able to reach a climax with this mixture of emotions, the young girl eventually decided to enjoy her first time as much as possible. To her luck - or dismay? - this wasn't very long.

'Damn! I'm already there. Right now when Rach seems to enjoy it. And fuck, we didn't use any condoms. What should I do? Getting' her pregnant was definitely not on my list. I guess there's only one way. Gosh, I hope I can do this in time…'

"R-Rach...I'm gonna…" Max groaned and pulled out a second later. Once again, Rachel felt warm spurts on her skin and grinned in satisfaction. She loved to pleasure Max, regardless of her own pleasure.

Tidy and timid as he was, Max already wanted to get something to clean up his mess, but Rachel didn't want that. No, she wanted to seize this moment by pulling her boyfriend close in order to cuddle him.

She was happy now. Nathan had tried to take this unique experience away from her, but he failed! Using this horrible event and the rush from their little, illegal adventure as a catalyst, she had finally overcome her fears. Maybe she needed such rushes to come out of herself? Maybe this was the key? And maybe Max needed that, too?

But no matter what, Rachel didn't care about this right now, because all she wanted was to feel Max at her side and savor this moment.