Marcus comes up behind Maxine as she were chatting to Norah and Abby, he wraps his arms around her. Leaning on her though she can smell the alcohol on his breath and the way he moves makes him noticably drunk.
— Are you drunk?
— That I am. — Marcus smirk.
— Oh my god... — Maxine groaned.
— Want some? — He hold the bag of weed out towards Max.
— Not now. — She taking the bag of weed from Marcus and putting it in her bra.
Marcus raise an eyebrow, staring at her chest. — Why there?
— So you don't get it. — She smirk.
He chuckle — Fair enough.
— Let's go home. — Maxine take his hand and lead him home from school.
Marcus let Max lead him home, stumbling along the way as he wasted.
They go into the house and Maxine take Marcus to his room. When they get in, she put him on the bed. — Why are you drunk?
Marcus lay on the bed, looking up at her. — I just feel like getting drunk sometimes. What's the issue with that? Also, I like the way you put the bag of weed in your chest.
Maxine slapped his hand when he playfully reached for her chest.
— Ow! Wh-what was that for? — He say with a pouty face, rubbing his hand from where she slapped it.
— I need a smoke. — She takes a bag of weed out of her bra and pulls a joint out of the bag.
Marcus look at Max in awe as she pull the joint out from her chest. He watch her as she take out a lighter from her pocket and light the joint. — Can I have some?
— No. — She take a puff.
He pout, trying to make puppy dog eyes with her. — Oh, come on. Please?
— No.
— Why not? You're already smoking. — Marcus give her puppy dog eyes yet again, trying to persuade her to give him some weed.
— You're already drunk, Marcus. — Said Maxine sternly.
— What's the harm in being drunk and high then? — He say with a cheeky look on his face as he sit up from the bed and walk over to Maxine, stumbling a little.
— You're acting irresponsible Marcus, I'm not indulging you. — Said Maxine firmly, backing away from him slightly.
Marcus step closer to her, closing the distance she made by backing up. — Don't be such a prude, Max. You need to loosen up and have some fun. — He try to take the joint from her.
She moved the joint out of his reach. — I'm a prude for not wanting you to be both drunk and high?
Marcus pout as she move the joint away. — Yes, that makes you such a prude. — He get even closer to her, their bodies almost touching. He give her a pleading look. — Come on, just give me one puff.
She sigh — One. Just one puff. — She said handing him the joint.
Marcus smirk a little, pleased with himself as he take the joint, which he take a long drag off of, and blow the smoke in her face. — Thanks. — He hand it back to her.
She waft the smoke away from her face. — I hate you sometimes. — She said taking a puff from the joint.
He lean closer to her, their faces inches apart and blow more smoke into her face. — Oh, come on. You don't mean that. You love me. — He say with a smirk.
She cough a little then take a another puff and blow the smoke in him face. — Yeah I do love you. But you can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. — She said with an amused smile.
Marcus let out a laugh, enjoying the banter with her. As she blow smoke into his face, he inhale it, taking it in and letting it out in puffs. — Admit it, you love me when I'm being a pain in the ass too. — He say with a cheeky grin.
She roll her eyes but smiled, clearly amused by him. — Yeah, yeah, yeah I do like it when you're being a pain in the ass. But sometimes you go too far. — She said handing him the joint.
He take the joint from her, wrapping his lips around the spot she were just smoking from and taking a long drag, making sure to blow the smoke right back in her face again. — Too far how? —
He ask with a smirk, liking the way this banter is going.
— Well for example, you always have to do the opposite of what I say and you never listen to me. — Said Maxine, trying to act serious with him but it was difficult to do when he were so close to her and being so cheeky to her, she couldn't help but smile.
Marcus chuckle, letting out puffs of smoke through his nose. He lean in even closer, his lips almost touching her ear as he reply to her. — Oh, come on Max, you know you love it when I don't listen to you. It's more fun that way. And doing the opposite of what you say is just a way to keep you on your toes. — He whisper in her ear. — Besides, I know you secretly love the little game we play. —He pull back and smirk at her, waiting for her reaction.
Maxine blushes a little at his closeness and the way he whispered in her ear, she really hates that he's so observant. She looks at him for a moment then sighs — Yeah, you got me there. I do love it. — She mutter annoyed — But you do take things too far sometimes. — She said holding her hand out for the joint.
He hand the joint back to her, taking note of her slight blush. He lean against the dresser, still close to her and smirk again as he watch the way her chest rises and falls with her breath. — Oh yeah? When have I ever taken things too far? — Marcus raise an eyebrow, feigning innocence.
She smoke the joint, then blow the smoke out. Maxine thought for a moment then said. — Hmm, remember the time I told you not to jump off the roof into the pool at Steve's party, but you did it anyway? You end up breaking your foot. — Said Maxine then rolled her eyes, holding out the joint out to him. — There's other times too but that's the one I remember the most.
He took the joint from her and took a drag off of it, remembering the incident. He blow puffs of smoke out as he talk. — Ah, yes how could I forget that one? — Marcus chuckle. — Alright, that was a little too far. But to be fair, you have to admit it was pretty funny. Especially the way you yelled at me for being a idiot. — He grin at her, waiting for a reaction.
Maxine try hold back a smile, but it was hard to do. — Yeah, it was pretty funny. I admit it . — She chuckle, shaking her head a little. — But you could have seriously hurt yourself. You got lucky that all you end up breaking was your foot. — Maxine finished the joint and tossed it in the bin beside her.
He laugh, enjoying the banter between them. — Yeah, but it was worth it to see the look on your face when I jumped. The way you yelled at me was priceless. But I do remember you being the one who took care of me afterwards. — He smirk. — You practically fussed over me like a worried mother hen. — Marcus say teasingly, watching for her reaction.
She blushes heavily at the reminder of her fussing over him after he got hurt— Shut up, you were an idiot that got hurt. Of course I was going to worry about you. I just didn't want you to make it worse. —Said Maxine, trying to play it cool.
He chuckle, clearly amused by her blushing and her attempts to play it cool. — Ah yes, you were the one who insisted on being the caring nurse, checking on me and tending to my every need. I think I remember you even offering to help me take a shower at one point. — Marcus say with a smirk, enjoying teasing her more and more.
Maxine blushed furiously, the memory of that moment in particular was very vivid to her and it made her feel a bit flustered. She crossed her arms and turn away from him, unable to look him in the eye. — That's cause I was worried about your stupid ass hurting yourself more than you already did.
He see her blushing furiously and he can't help but laugh at her reaction, thinking she looks so cute when she's flustered. — Oh, I don't think it was just worry. I think you secretly wanted to see me naked. — Marcus tease, getting closer to her again and leaning in behind her, his chin resting between her shoulder and neck as he whisper in her ear— Admit it, you were just looking for an excuse to get me naked. — He smirk.
She shiver as he leaned into her, his breath on her neck made her heart race, it also didn't help having him so close to her like this. She closed her eyes, trying to keep herself a little composed but in reality he being this close to her was starting to overwhelm her a little. She turned her head to look at him, a blush still on her face — You're delusional. I didn't have some ulterior motive. I was being a considerate sister. That's all.
Marcus saw how his proximity and words were having an affect on her, and he loved it. A smirk on his face, he continued. — Mhm, sure. You were being considerate. You just really, really wanted to help me get in the best position to wash all those hard to reach places. — He say in a low voice, his lips slightly brushing against her neck as he speak. — You know, places I wouldn't be able to reach with a broken foot.
She felt his lips against her neck and closed her eyes, trying to control herself as much she could. His closeness and the low rumble of his voice was making it incredibly difficult to think straight. She let out a deep shaky breath before turning her head to look at him again— You're such an idiot. I already told you, I did it because I was worried about your stupid ass being too stupid to wash yourself without further hurting yourself. — She mumbled, trying to stay defiant.
Marcus smirk, knowing he's getting closer and closer to breaking her defiant demeanor. He let out a low chuckle as his lips move just against the side of her jaw. — Oh, right. You just wanted to make sure my stupid ass got clean. — He say, mocking her and loving how flustered he's making her feel. Marcus move his face so his lips are right next to her ear and he speak very lowly in her ear. His voice rough and almost a whisper. — Maybe you should have offered to help me again. Then I could've seen for myself how 'worried' you really were. — He pull back.
Maxine blushed furiously again, feeling his breath on her neck and ear and it made her skin tingle. Her heart was racing, she tried so hard to look calm but he knew he were making her feel flustered, and she hated it. She turned her head, turning around to face him. — Stop being an idiot. I think you've had enough to drink for tonight. Go to sleep.
He smirk and step forward, backing her up against the wall, his hands on either side of her, trapping her against the wall and him. — You're being awfully bossy. I think you need to learn to loosen up. — Marcus say, his lips grazing her neck again as he speak, his body pressed up against hers — You're too uptight, Max.
Her back was against the wall, she tried to keep herself calm but the feeling of his body pressed up against hers was making it hard to think straight. She let out a shaky breath and tried to keep her voice calm. — I don't need to loosen up. I just know how stupid you can be when you drink. — She mumbled quietly, sounding more breathless than she wanted.
Marcus chuckle, loving the way he's making her breathless and flustered. He press his body closer up against her, trapping her completely. Putting his lips right next to her ear again, he speak in a rough whisper. — See, you're doing it again, Max. Being a little uptight. You need to learn how to relax. And I think I know the perfect way to help you relax.
Maxine could feel goosebumps all over her skin, his close proximity and his words were causing her to feel so overwhelmed she could barely speak. When he spoke in a low rough whisper right in her ear, it sent chills down her spine and she could feel her heart hammering in her chest. Feeling trapped and completely out of control she tried to regain composure and mumbled breathlessly. — And what way is that?
He chuckled again, smiling smugly as he notice the way her body is responding to him. Marcus move his hands from the wall to her hips, his hands grasping her hips, his thumbs skimming just under the waistband of her pants. His lips brush her jawline, slowly moving closer to her neck. He speak in a low, rough whisper against her skin, — You're too tense, Max. And I know just how to help you relax your body.
Max couldn't think clearly, she felt your hands on her hips and it send more shivers down her spine. She wanted to remain defiant, but with his lips against her skin it was becoming impossible for her to keep her composure. Feeling helpless and at his mercy, her body was heating up, her heart was beating fast and hard, her breath shaky and she let out a whimper when he spoke against her skin, his breath against her neck sending more chills down her spine. — H-how exactly are you gonna do that?
Marcus chuckle against your skin at her whimper, smiling as he realize how much she's falling apart under his touch. He continue brushing his lips along her neck, slowly moving down towards her collarbone. Marcus run one of his hands slowly up her side before resting it on her jaw, gently caressing her skin with his thumb. He move his lips to her ear, speaking in a rougher, more intense voice as he say, — I'm going to use my hands and my mouth to help you relax. — He move his body even closer to hers, effectively trapping you completely.
She couldn't stop the soft moan that escaped her at his words, they hit her like a wave, making her feel weak at the knees. Feeling he trapping her completely against the wall, she feels helpless and overwhelmed by him. She tried to remain defiant, but she can't stop her body from reacting to him, and she wanted to hate how he were making her feel but more than anything she wanted him to keep going. — H-how exactly are you going to u-use them..? — She mumbled breathlessly.
He chuckle again, loving how she's completely trapped in his arms and how worked up she are getting from his words and touches. He move his lips back to her neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin there, his words against her neck between kisses. — I'm going to use my hands to touch you everywhere, to feel how soft your skin is. And my mouth is going to tease and taste you until you forget how to think. — Marcus move his hands back to her hips, his thumbs under her waistband, slowly moving along her hip bones.
Maxine shivered at his touch, his lips and teeth against her neck sent a shockwave all through her body. Her heart was pumping fiercely, her breathing was becoming more strained with each kiss. She had to clamp down on her lip to keep herself from making more sounds, which was difficult as his hands were starting to move in dangerous territory. His words were making her body heat up, but she refused to give in just yet, so she tried to keep up the facade of resistance. — T-that sounds f-far from relaxing…
Marcus laughed against her neck at her comment, knowing damn well the effect he's having on her. Hearing how out of breath she's getting was turning him on and her half-hearted resistance was amusing. He continued his assault on her neck, leaving small bites and kisses along the skin. Marcus bite her a little harder than before, then he whisper against her skin. — Oh, you don't trust me to be able to relax you, Max?
She wasn't able to stop the soft moan that escaped her at his bite. She closed her eyes, trying to stop herself from giving in to whatever plan he had. Feeling him so close to her, holding her tightly, hearing the deep, rough timber of his voice in her ear as he spoke against her skin was making it difficult to think straight and difficult to maintain any resistance but she managed to speak breathlessly, trying and failing to stay defiant. — C-can't trust you..you're too unpredictable.
He chuckle, loving the way she can't keep her moans in no matter how hard she try. For him, it's a sign she's falling apart more and more under his touch. Marcus continue his assault on her neck, his words a low, rough whisper against her skin, — Mm, I'm unpredictable am I? And does that also mean you can't trust me to get you to relax..right, Max? — He bite her neck again, then he speak in a low, almost growl, — Even if I promise to take good care of you?
This time she didn't even bother trying to stop her moan. She couldn't think straight, his touch, his voice, his words, everything he were doing was making her feel like she was going to come undone. She tried to get her bearings again, but it was getting more difficult, especially with ршы latest question. She mumbled breathlessly, closing her eyes. — I-I…I guess you'll have to prove you'll….take good care of me…
A smirk came to his face as Marcus finally get Maxine to admit she don't trust him, he love the way she caved in to him. Hearing her moan and seeing how she's falling apart was driving him crazy, he was loving how he was making her feel and the fact that she can't hide the effect he have on her. — Oh, I'll prove it to you, Max. I'll prove I'll take very good care of you. — Marcus bite and kiss her neck again while he speak against her skin, his hands still slowly moving along her hip bones.
Maxine couldn't think properly, she was feeling overwhelmed, trapped and powerless to resist him, Marcus had her completely at his mercy. Feeling he bite and kiss her neck, feeling his hands on her hip bones, she let out another breathless moan, feeling herself beginning to drown in the feeling of his body and voice against her skin. Even though reluctantly, she mumbled breathlessly. — P-prove it then…
Marcus chuckle against her neck at her breathless moan and her words. Having her so under his mercy had his blood pumping and he wanted to take her right then and there, but he wanted to toy with her more, Marcus smirked and whispered, — Oh, I will. You're going to feel so relaxed by the time I'm finished with you. — One of his hands leaves her hip and gently grasps her chin, making her look at his, he lean in closer to her face so he's only inches from him.
She let out another shaky breath as he spoke against her neck, her mind was foggy with pleasure and she was barely able to think straight. She was completely at his mercy, and Marcus knew that. When his hand grabbed her chin, making her look at him, she looked at him with wide eyes and a flushed face. The closeness of his face to hers was making her heart beat faster and her breathing more shallow. She was hanging onto the last bits of her composure.
Seeing she look up at him with her flushed face and wide eyes made him want to take her right there and then, but he held himself back, wanting to prolong this as much as he could. Marcus could feel her heavy breathing against his face and he smirked, loving how he was making her feel. — You look so flushed, Max. So cute. Did I make you flustered? — He continued holding her chin, his thumb idly caressing her skin.
His words were making her face flush further, hearing he call her cute and how she looked flustered, all of it was driving her crazy. She couldn't look away from him, her wide eyes still looking into his. The feeling of his thumb caressing her skin was making her skin tingle. Her heart was thundering in her chest and her body was overheating with being in a such a vulnerable position with him. She let out another shaky breath and mumbled breathlessly, her voice weak, — S-shut….up.
Her weak protest and her inability to break his gaze made him smile, Maxine were completely at his mercy and he was loving every second of it. Marcus let out a low chuckle at her comment, and continued looking into her wide eyes. — Why? You look beautiful like this, Max. Flushed, on edge, unable to think straight. I love when I've got you in a vulnerable position like this, and there's nothing you can do about it. — His hand on her jaw moved to the side of her cheek, gently cupping it.
Being called beautiful by him, being so close to him like this, being pinned against the wall, completely wrapped up in his gaze, it was all making her feel weak and unable to resist him. As Marcus gently cupped her cheek, she couldn't stop herself from leaning into his touch, her eyelashes fluttering at the feeling of his hand on her face. She felt herself slowly melting into his touch, her half-hearted resistance was starting to crumble as she mumbled breathlessly, — S-stop….stop looking at me like that…
Seeing she lean into his touch, her half-hearted protest and her flushed face was making him want her more and more. Marcus continued to cup her cheek, gently caressing her skin. He couldn't help but chuckle at her words, his voice is low, rough, and dripping in lust as he look into her hazy eyes and say, — I don't think I will. Not as long as you look so cute and flustered in my arms. Besides, I love looking at you like this, completely at my mercy. — He speak in a rougher, more intense voice, — Max.
She shivered again, feeling his rough voice, saying her name in that low, lust filled tone was undoing her at the seams. Maxine tried to maintain her composure, but her heart was pumping so hard she felt dizzy and her breathing was becoming more labored. When she spoke her voice was shaky, she couldn't stop herself from leaning into his touch even more, closing her eyes and tilting her head. Feeing his gaze on her was making her feel powerless and she mumbled, breathlessly, — Stop….making me flustered…
Feeling her shiver and her reaction to him saying her name in that tone was driving him wild, Marcus loved seeing her all flushed and feeling her body lean into his touch, he wanted more. He continued caressing her cheek, his thumb slowly moving from her cheek to his lower lip, slightly caressing it back and forth. — But Max, I like it when you're all flustered. I love making you flustered like this, I love seeing you so cute. Besides, you don't want me to stop, do you?
Maxine couldn't stop the shaky breath that left her when his thumb moved to her lower lip and started caressing it. The feeling of his thumb on her lip was making her dizzy, it was becoming hard to speak, let alone think clearly. She tried to keep up the facade, but it was becoming more difficult with every caress and every word he spoke. She mumbled, her voice weak and breathless, — Marcus, it's wrong... We're shouldn't...
His smirk grew as he continued to caress her lower lip with his thumb, watching her struggle to keep it together made him want to tease her more. Marcus chuckled again, loving how he could make her fall apart with just his touch and voice. He spoke in a low, rough tone, his eyes locked onto her as he said, — Oh Max, who cares if it's wrong? I've got you, you're all flustered and at my mercy. It's too late to pretend, to deny it now… — Marcus move his face closer to hers, close enough to kiss her.
Maxine couldn't help the whine that left her as his thumb caressed her lower lip and he spoke. He were right, it was useless to pretend any longer, she couldn't deny it, she couldn't deny the effect Marcus were having on her, or how weak she was to his touch. Her breath came out shakily, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Feeling him move closer to her, so close to her face, was sending her body into overdrive. Her eyes were closed, her head was leaned against the wall, she was completely at his mercy.
Seeing her whining and completely at his mercy was making his blood thrum through his veins. The way Maxine were breathless and shaking, knowing he was having such an effect on her was making him feel powerful, he was loving it. Feeling her chest rise and fall rapidly, hearing her shaky breath, seeing her closed eyes, he knew she were completely under his control. Marcus spoke in a rougher, lower, voice, his face close to her, his eyes roaming her face, his voice dripping with lust as he said, — That's it…give in to me, Max.
She couldn't think clearly, her mind was a mess, all she could think about was his touch, his voice, his face, his words. The effect Marcus were having on her was overwhelming, she couldn't deny him, couldn't resist him anymore. When she spoke, her words were a whispered breathless plea, — I give in, Marcus… I'm all yours…
Hearing she give in to him, hearing she say that she were all his, was driving him crazy, Marcus was completely overtaken by desire for her. He leaned in even closer, his face now just an inch from her, he spoke in a rough, demanding tone, his breath against her lips, as he mumbled, his voice dropping even lower, — That's right, you're all mine. You've always been mine, and you always will be. — Marcus closed the distance, finally pressing his lips to hers.
Hearing the commanding tone in his voice, his breath against her lips sent another wave of dizzying desire through her body, making her head spin and her heart pound even faster. When Marcus finally closed the distance and kissed her, she felt like her mind was going to explode. His lips against hers felt electric and she couldn't help but moan against his mouth, her body melting even further into his touch. Her arms moved from her sides, clutching desperately at his shirt, trying to ground herself.
Feeling Maxine clutching at his shirt, hearing her moan against his mouth, sent a wave of ecstasy through his body, igniting his desire even more. Marcus deepened the kiss, pressing closer to Maxine, his hands still on her hips, his thumbs still caressing her skin, his fingers clenching tightly at her flesh. His tongue moved between her lips, demanding entry, wanting to taste her, his body pinning her to the wall.
All coherent thought left her brain at the feeling of his tongue, her body completely submitting to his control. Maxine gasped, opening her mouth to give his tongue entry, welcoming it inside, meeting it with her own. Her body was overheating at the feeling of Marcus pinning her against the wall and his fingers clenching her hips. She clutched his shirt tighter, leaning her body more into his, desperate for more contact, trying to get even closer.
Feeling her body submitting to him, feeling her tongue meet his, drove his desire to a whole new level. Marcus deepened the kiss, his tongue twisting and roaming her mouth, tasting her, demanding her surrender. His body pressed even closer to hers, his hips pinning hers to the wall, keeping her exactly where he wanted her. Marcus moved one of his hands from her hip to the side of her face, holding her in place while his tongue continued to explore her mouth.
The feeling of his tongue twisting and roaming in her mouth, the overwhelming pleasure his lips and tongue were giving her, was making her body melt into his. Maxine couldn't hold back the moans that escaped her as his tongue explored. His hips pinning her in place and his hand holding her in place, was making her more desperate. She tried to get even closer to him, her body grinding against his, needing to feel his touch, needing more of him. — Is this your way of relaxing?
Feeling Maxine grinding against him had his blood pumping, she were so desperate for him and it was driving him crazy. Marcus could tell she needed more of him, and he was going to give it to her. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his breaths becoming heavier as he spoke, his voice low and rough, his tongue finding the sensitive skin on her neck and licking it gently. — You're more than relaxed now, aren't you? — Marcus pressed his body even closer, trapping her completely against the wall.
Maxine gasped when he trailed his lips down her neck, the sensation sending shivers through her body. She felt his breaths become heavy, his voice low and rough, and she knew he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. Maxine moaned softly as his tongue found her sensitive skin and licked it gently, her body arching into his. She nodded in agreement, unable to speak as she was overcome with desire.
Marcus moved his hands to grip her ass, pulling her even tighter against him. His cock was hard and throbbing between they, straining against the fabric of their clothes. He ground himself against her, relishing in the feeling of her soft body against his. Marcus could feel her heart racing, matching his own as they continued to grind against each other, the heat between they almost unbearable.
Maxine whimpered when Marcus gripped her ass, pulling her tighter against him. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, making her squirm with anticipation. As he ground himself against her, she couldn't help but rock her hips in sync with his, the friction causing sparks to shoot through her body. Maxine clung onto him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she lost herself in the pleasure.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, — You're so fucking sexy. — Marcus reached down and began to slowly undo her pants, teasing her as he did so. He pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes as he undid her pants. Marcus could see the desire in her eyes, the hunger for more. He slid his hand inside her pants, finding her wet pussy and teasing it lightly.
She arched her back when Marcus touched her, a soft moan escaping her lips. Maxine could feel his fingers tracing circles on her clit, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. She reached down and grabbed his hand, guiding it further inside her pants. — Don't tease me, Marcus. — Maxine whispered huskily in his ear, her voice barely above a whisper.
Marcus chuckled softly at her words, his finger continuing to trace circles on her clit. He could feel her arousal, her wetness soaking through her panties and onto his fingers. He gave a gentle squeeze, reveling in the way her body responded to his touch. — You're so fucking wet, sis.
Maxine gasped when he squeezed her, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her. Her body was aflame with desire, and she couldn't help but grind herself harder against his hand. — M-Marcus... — Maxine moaned out his name, her hands gripping onto his shoulders tightly. — Don't stop... Please don't stop... — Suddenly, she felt his finger slide inside her, filling her up in a way that made her shiver with delight. She couldn't help but buck her hips against his hand, desperate for more.
Marcus laughed softly, feeling her body tense under his touch. He could feel her walls clench around his finger, eager for more. He began to pump his finger in and out of her slowly, relishing in the way her body responded to each movement. — Oh sis... you're such a naughty girl... — Marcus continued to finger her, his movements growing faster and deeper as Maxine moaned and writhed beneath him. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered. — You like that, huh? You like having your twin brother's fingers inside you? — Marcus added another finger, stretching her open even further. His thumb found her clit once more, rubbing in firm circles as he pumped his fingers in and out of her tight pussy.
Mewling in ecstasy, Maxine threw her head back against his shoulder, biting down hard on her lip to keep from screaming out loud. His fingers were working magic inside her, driving her wild with pleasure. — Oh God... Marcus... — Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was filled with need and desperation. Maxine couldn't believe they were doing this - siblings fucking each other - but the reality of it was too intoxicating to resist.
Feeling her walls clenching around his fingers, Marcus knew she were getting close. He quickened his pace, his thumb circling faster on her clit while his fingers plunged into her relentlessly. — That's it sis... Let your twin brother watch you unravel... — As he spoke, Marcus leaned in closer until their lips were almost touching. Then, without warning, he captured her mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing down any cries of pleasure that threatened to escape.
The kiss only served to send Maxine spiraling further into oblivian. His tongue danced with hers, stealing away any coherent thought she might've had left. As the pleasure built within her, it became harder and harder to focus on anything else. — Fuck... Marcus... — She broke away from the kiss panting heavily, her body trembling uncontrollably under his.
Marcus pulled back slightly, grinning wickedly as he watched her face contort with pleasure. — That's right... Just let it happen... — With a final thrust of his fingers, he felt her climax wash over her. Her entire body tensed up before going limp in his arms as waves of orgasm crashed through her. — Good girl... — Marcus whispered softly against her ear before giving it a playful nip.
Her body shook violently as the intense orgasm ripped through her. Her legs quivered and clenched around his hand as she rode out each delicious wave. Maxine panted heavily as she slowly came down from her high, she looked at him with a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. — Wow... — She murmured, blushing slightly. — I didn't expect that...
He chuckled lowly, pulling his fingers free from her still-trembling pussy. Marcus brought them up to his lips, sucking off the remnants of her arousal before smirking at her. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, — I think I've proven my point, Max.
Maxine shivered again as he whispered in her ear, his voice still sending tingles down her spine. She couldn't deny that Marcus had proven his point, he had completely overwhelmed her and she was now completely at his mercy. Maxine looked up at him with a mix of embarrassment and desire, her voice still shaky as she spoke, — Y-yeah, I guess you have...
Marcus chuckled at her shaky voice and the mixture of emotions on her face, seeing her like this, completely vulnerable and undone was making him feel powerful. He leaned in closer, his body still pressed against hers, his hands still on her hips, he spoke in a low, possessive tone, his voice dripping with desire and control, — You see, Max, I can make you feel good, I can give you pleasure you've never experienced before. And I can prove I'll take good care of you, just like I said I would.
His words and the intensity in his eyes were driving her crazy, Maxine couldn't help but shiver again, her body responding to his touch and voice. She looked up at him, her heart rate still elevated and her body still shaking slightly, she knew Marcus had proven his point, he had shown her just how good he could make her feel. Maxine spoke, her voice still quivering slightly, her face still flushed, — Y-you certainly have, Marcus…..you've proven your point….
He could feel her body shaking and quivering underneath him, her heart beating faster, he could tell he was driving her crazy, just like he wanted. Marcus smirked at her words, seeing her all flushed and out of breath, he could see how much he was affecting her, how much she desired him. He spoke in a low, possessive tone, his voice dripping with lust as he tightened his grip on her hips, pulling her closer against him. — And I'm just getting started, Max.
She gasped as he pulled her closer, his grip on her hips tightening, Maxine could feel his body pressed against hers, his heat and strength surrounding her. Hearing his low, possessive voice sent a shiver through her body, knowing that Marcus were only just getting started was both exciting and a little intimidating. She leaned into him, her body pressing against his, her voice trembling as she spoke, — Oh yeah? What else do you have in mind?
Feeling Maxine move into him, her body pressing against his, Marcus could feel the electricity between they, the desire growing more intense with each moment. He leaned down, his lips near her ear, his breath hot against her skin as he spoke, his voice dropping even lower, dripping with lust and control, — Oh, I have plenty in mind, Max. You have no idea just how far I can take you, just how wild I can make you feel...
His low, seductive voice and his words were driving her crazy, her heart was racing and her body was starting to ache for him. Maxine could feel the heat between they growing more intense, her breaths coming out shaky and ragged as she spoke, her voice shaky and tired — I can already taste it... But first we need to get some sleep, it's been a busy evening. You've relaxed me, though. — She said playfully.
Marcus chuckled at her playful tone, but he knew she were right, they were both exhausted after the events of the evening. Besides, he loved that he could make her feel relaxed and satisfied. Marcus spoke in a more gentle tone, his hand moving to caress her cheek as he said, — You're right, it's getting late, and we could both use some rest. And I'm glad I could help you unwind, Max. — He pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead, his voice still low and affectionate as he spoke.
Maxine sighed, leaning into his touch, feeling the gentle caress of his hand against her cheek, listening to his soft, affectionate voice. She felt a wave of comfort and safety wash over her, knowing he were there with her. Maxine spoke, her voice still tired, but warm and appreciative — Yeah, it's been a long day. And you were great at helping me unwind, I feel a lot better now. — She smiled at him, her eyes tired but filled with affection. She placed a hand on his arm, squeezing it gently — I'll take your T-shirt?
He smiled at her words, feeling her hand on his arm and squeezing it gently. Marcus saw the exhaustion in her eyes and he knew she needed to rest. He nodded, understanding what she were asking for. — Sure, Max. You can take my T-shirt, it'll be more comfortable to sleep in. — He began to take off his T-shirt, revealing his bare chest. Marcus handed the shirt to her, the fabric still warm from being against his skin.
She took the T-shirt from him, feeling the warmth of his skin still clinging to the fabric. She held it gently in her hands, feeling the soft material against her skin. Maxine looked at him, her eyes lingering on his bare chest, appreciating his physique, before she spoke, her voice soft and tired, — Thanks, Marcus. You're so thoughtful when you want to be. — She chuckled fondly. Maxine took off her sweater and pulled the t-shirt over her head, it was oversized on her, but comfortable and smelled like him.
Marcus watched as Maxine removed her sweater and put on his T-shirt, his eyes roaming over her body, appreciating the way his shirt looked on het. He liked seeing her in his clothes, it made him feel protective and possessive, seeing her wrapped in his scent. Marcus spoke, his voice low and affectionate, a hint of cockiness in it as he joked, — Yeah, I have my moments, Max. And I have to say, you look damn good in my T-shirt.
Maxine blushed slightly at his words, feeling a little shy under his gaze, but also feeling a twinge of joy and pride in how she looked in his shirt. She chuckled lightly, the tiredness slowly taking over as she spoke, a hint of playful sarcasm in her voice, — Yeah, well, I always look good. But the shirt does suit me, doesn't it? Maybe I should start borrowing your clothes more often. — Maxine teased, taking off her jeans and folding them on the chair.
He chuckled at her response, enjoying the banter between they. Marcus couldn't deny that Maxine looked damn good in his shirt, it suited her and he liked seeing her in it. He spoke with a hint of playfulness in his voice, a hint of possessiveness — Oh, is that so? You're already stealing my clothes? I wouldn't mind seeing you in my things more often, it's kind of hot.
She blushed even more at his words, feeling a mix of embarrassment and... arousal. It was strange how his possessive tone and words could make her feel. Maxine knew she had to keep up her own playful sarcasm though, so she tried to match her tone as she spoke, — Is it really hot? Or are you just saying that because you like seeing me in your clothes? — She slowly got into the bed and climbed under the covers, the oversized shirt she was wearing making her feel surrounded by him.
Marcus watched as she got into bed, the oversized shirt she were wearing accentuating her curves and making him feel possessive, seeing her wrapped in his clothes, in his shirt, it was a sight he wasn't going to get tired of. He followed her under the covers, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him, his voice low and amused as he spoke — Oh, I definitely enjoy seeing you in my clothes, it's like seeing you wearing my mark. But it's not just that, it's the effect it has on me. Seeing you in my things... it's incredibly hot.
Maxine gasped slightly as Marcus pulled her closer to him, feeling his arm around her waist, his touch firm yet gentle, his voice low and amused. She blushed as his words, feeling a warm shiver run through her body. She tried to keep her voice steady and calm, but she couldn't hide the slight hitch in her breath, — Marcus, what happens tomorrow? With us?
Marcus felt her gasp as he pulled her closer, noticing the small hitch in her breath. He could feel she relax against him, her body molding perfectly to his. As Maxine brought up the question about tomorrow, Marcus thought for a moment, his hand slowly caressing her skin, his voice softening, — Honestly, I don't have a concrete answer yet. But I know one thing for sure, I want more of this. More of you, more of us. I don't know how it'll work, but we'll figure it out, okay?
She listened to his words, feeling his hand slowly caress her skin, his voice softening as he spoke. Maxine felt a mixture of hope and uncertainty, wanting to believe him but also feeling a little scared about the future. — I want that too, Marcus. But I can't help feeling a little scared. What if it doesn't work out? What if something happens and we can't make it work? — Her voice was soft, a hint of vulnerability in it as she spoke.
He could sense her fear and vulnerability in her voice. Marcus moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her tightly, his voice reassuring as he spoke, trying to soothe her worries, — Hey, it's okay to be scared. I am too. But we won't know until we try, right? And I'm not going to give up on us that easily. We'll figure it out, Max. I'm not going anywhere, and I won't let you go either. We'll make it work, I promise.
Maxine felt the strength and comfort in his arms as he held her tight, his voice soothing and reassuring. She wanted to believe him, to trust in his words, but she also knew that things weren't always easy. Maxine snuggled closer to him, feeling his body against hers. — I hope so, Marcus. I really do. But there's so much to consider... my friends, your friends, our family... — She paused, sighing softly, her voice hesitant, — And what if it gets messy?
Marcus tightened his grip around her, feeling her body press against his. He knew she were right, there were many factors to consider, family and friends included. Marcus thought for a moment, his voice firm but gentle, his hand caressing her back in a soothing motion, — It might get messy, yeah. There might be complications, and it won't be easy. But we'll deal with it together. I'm not scared of a little mess, if it means having you.
She listened to his words, feeling his hand caress her back, taking comfort in his touch. His determination and confidence helped soothe her worries a little, but there was still a lingering doubt in her mind. Maxine spoke, her voice soft, almost reluctant, — I trust you, I do. But I can't help feeling a slight doubt... This is new to both of us. What if we find out that we're not what we want? Is this just a thing of convenience? Is it just a passing phase?
His heart ached as he heard the slight doubt in her voice, knowing that her concerns were valid. Marcus wished he could easily reassure her, but he knew they both had to be honest and open with each other. He sighed softly, his arms still around her, his voice firm but caring, — I can't predict the future, Max. Maybe it is a phase, maybe it's just convenience. But what if it's not? What if this is something more? Only time will tell. We're both new to this, and we need to give ourselves a chance to find out.
Maxine felt his arms tighten around her, his voice reassuring but honest. She knew he didn't have all the answers, and neither did she. — Okay... You're right. We need to give it time. I just... I don't want to get hurt, you know? And I really don't want to hurt you either. — She snuggled closer to him, her head resting against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
Marcus felt Maxine snuggle closer to him, her head resting against his chest. It filled him with a sense of protectiveness and affection. He understood her fears of getting hurt, and he shared them as well. He ran his fingers through her hair, his voice gentle as he spoke, — I know, Max. I don't want to get hurt either, and I don't want to hurt you either. We'll be careful, and we'll look out for each other. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you're happy, okay?
She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his fingers running through her hair. His gentle, reassuring tone made her feel a little more relaxed and calm. Maxine sighed softly, feeling a mix of happiness and relief as she spoke, — Thank you, Marcus. I feel safe with you like this. — She cuddled even closer to him, feeling his body against hers, the warmth and security of his embrace surrounding her.
He held her close to him, feeling her body pressed against his, her soft sigh of relief and words of thanks making his heart skip a beat. Marcus tightened his grip on her, his voice warm and affectionate as he spoke, — I'm glad you feel safe with me, Max. That's all I want, is for you to feel safe, cared for, and loved. — He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, his fingers still running through her hair, savoring the moment of intimacy between they.
Maxine felt the tenderness and warmth in his words and actions, the kiss on her forehead making her feel treasured and valued. She snuggled even closer to him, her body pressed against his, appreciating the fact that she could be honest with him and share her fears and worries. Maxine spoke, her voice soft, filled with emotion, — I do feel safe, cared for, and loved, Marcus. With you, I feel like I can be myself. And I promise I'll look after you too. Even though I seem like an annoying sister sometimes.
Marcus chuckled softly at her last comment, a fond smile on his face as he looked down at her. Her words and the way she snuggled up to him filled him with a sense of warmth and contentment. He knew that she wasn't just an annoying sister, that she played an important role in his life. Marcus spoke, his voice filled with affection, — Hey, I never said you were annoying. Sure, you can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but you're my pain in the ass. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
She couldn't help but smile against his chest, feeling amused and touched by his words. She chuckled softly, enjoying the lighthearted banter between they. — Yeah, well, someone has to be the pain in your ass, right? And I think I'm pretty good at it. — Maxine tilted her head up slightly to look at him, a mischievous glint in my eyes. — But you love me anyway, even if I'm nagging you all the time.
He chuckled at her response, enjoying the playful banter back and forth. Her mischievous look made him smile even wider. — Yeah, you're really good at being a pain in my ass. But you're right, I do love you. Even when you're nagging me. It's part of your charm. — Marcus reached down and grabbed her chin gently with his hand, bringing her face up towards his, his voice teasing— But careful, if you keep nagging me, I might have to find a way to shut you up.
Maxine felt his breath catch in her throat as Marcus grabbed her chin and brought her face closer to his. His teasing tone sent a shiver down her spine, the way he looked at her making her feel vulnerable and excited at the same time. — Oh really? And how exactly are you going to shut me up? I'm not that easy to intimidate, you know. — Despite her words, Maxine leaned in closer to him, her eyes locked onto his, a hint of challenge in her gaze.
Her response, the way her breath caught and her body reacted to his touch, only fueled his desire. Marcus couldn't help but smirk at her challenge, his voice lowering as he replied, a hint of determination in his tone, — Oh, I think I can think of a few ways, Max. Ways to make you forget all about nagging and smartass remarks. — He pulled her closer to him, his body pressed against hers, his hands gripping her hips possessively, his eyes locked on her, filled with a mix of desire and challenge.
She felt her legs turn to jelly as Marcus pulled her closer, his body pressed against hers, his possessive grip on her hips making her feel both vulnerable and desired. His words sent a wave of heat through her, and she had to swallow hard before she spoke, — Oh, is that right? You think you can make me forget all about nagging, huh? I'd like to see you try. I'm not that easily distracted, you know. — Maxine spoke with bravado, but there was a hint of excitement in her voice, and she looked up at him with a mix of defiance and anticipation.
Her words of challenge and bravado were like a flame to his already burning desire. Marcus leaned in closer to her, his lips hovering just above hers, their breaths mingling, his voice a low growl as he spoke, — Oh, I'll do more than try, Max. I'll make sure you forget all about nagging, and anything else that's not me. — And then Marcus leaned in even closer, capturing her lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his tongue gliding over her lower lip, demanding entry.
Maxine felt a jolt of electricity as their lips met, his possessive kiss taking her breath away. His tongue pressed against her lip, demanding entry, and she parted her lips, letting him in, her resistance crumbling beneath the intensity of his kiss. Maxine let out a soft moan, her hands moving up to his hair, tangling in the soft strands, desperate to pull him closer to her. His dominance and passion overwhelmed her, and she melted against him.
Marcus felt Maxine melt against him, her surrender only fueling his desire further. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth possessively, claiming her as his. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves, pulling Maxine even closer against him. Marcus was lost in the sensation of her, the taste, the feel, the sound of her soft moans driving him wild. He broke the kiss, his breathing ragged, his voice husky as he spoke, — Damn, Max. You drive me crazy.
She gasped for air as he broke the kiss, her lips feeling swollen and sensitive from his intense kiss. His possessive words sent a shiver down her spine, and she looked up at him with a mix of desire and vulnerability in her eyes. Maxine managed to find her voice, speaking in a breathless whisper, — It's my job as a sister. — She leaned in to nuzzle her face in the crook of his neck, trying to catch her breath, the scent of him surrounding her and making her feel both safe and aroused at the same time.
He felt a wave of affection wash over him as Maxine nuzzled into his neck, her vulnerability and desire both adorable and arousing. Marcus wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, his hands tracing patterns on her back, his voice gentle but firm, — Oh, you've been doing a hell of a job, Max. — He nuzzled his nose into her hair, pressing a kiss against her temple, his body still buzzing with desire. — Let's go to sleep.
A slight pout appeared on her lips as he suggested sleeping, but she knew he were right. They were both exhausted and in desperate need of rest. Maxine nodded her head, snuggling deeper into his embrace, her voice slightly whiny, reluctant to let go, — Okay, okay... I guess we should sleep. — She closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being held in his arms, her body relaxing against his.
Marcus chuckled softly at her pout, finding her reluctant acquiescence endearing. He tightened his arms around her, holding Maxine close, his voice gentle and reassuring, — Don't worry, Max. There'll be plenty of time for more later. — Marcus pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead, savoring the feeling of Maxine nuzzling into him. He lay back, pulling her down onto the bed with him, draping an arm around her protectively.
Maxine huffed in response to his chuckle, but her pout soon melted away as Marcus tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer. She found herself feeling comforted by his gentle reassurance and the security of his embrace. She snuggled against Marcus, her head resting against his chest, the steady thump of his heartbeat calming her. Maxine let out a soft sigh, her voice tinged with contentment, — Fine... I guess you're right. We should sleep. — She closed her eyes, feeling safe and protected in his arms, drifting off slowly.
Marcus smiled as he felt Maxine relax against him, her soft sigh and the way she snuggled against him telling him that she was finally giving in. He gently ran his hand through her hair, the soft strands slipping through his fingers. Her peaceful expression and the feeling of her body pressed against his brought a sense of peace and contentment, and he spoke softly, his voice tinged with affection, — Get some sleep, Max. I'll be here when you wake up. — Marcus continued to caress her hair, holding her close, his own eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion took over.
She felt herself drifting off as Marcus continued to caress her hair, the soothing sensation making her feel even more tired. His gentle words and the feeling of his body against hers made her feel safe and loved. She mumbled out a soft reply, her voice sleepy and lazy, —Okay... I'll sleep. You better be here when I wake up. — Maxine snuggled even closer to Marcus, her body relaxing even further, the steady rise and fall of his chest lulling her even further towards sleep.
Marcus couldn't help but smile again at her sleepy response, her words and the way Maxine snuggled closer to him filling his heart with affection. He pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead, his voice soft and affectionate, — I promise I'll be here, Max. I'm not going anywhere. — Feeling her body relax even further, Marcus shifted slightly to pull the covers over they, enveloping they in a cocoon of warmth and comfort. He kept his arms around her, holding Maxine close, as he allowed himself to drift off to sleep as well.