Author's note: Don't own the characters. Pure smut. More reviews may lead to more chapters, convince me and tell me whether you want a continuation or an awkward morning after…
"Not this again, Max! We don't even have to mention this tomorrow. I just need -" She whined.
Maxwell chucked. "Just one moment, darling." Maxwell quickly ran over to ensure the door was locked, shed the rest of his clothing minus his boxers and rejoined her, wrapping his arm around her waist. "There, much better."
"Just a few more items to go I see." She said, smiling up at him.
"Well, we have to address that don't we?" He breathed, sucking her neck once again, fingers traveling up her thigh. She felt like her knees were going to buckle as they stood in the middle of his office with no support.
"Yes, we do." She could barely manage to mumble.
The next thing she knew, they were pawing at each other as her back slammed into the office door. "Mhmmm… aggressive... I like it…" She noted, catching a bit of a smirk from him.
She didn't know what had gotten into him but as long as he got into her she didn't care. She actually hoped he left his mark on her, ravaged her, and did whatever he wanted to her. Just like he did when she thought about him every night. She almost questioned if she was dreaming but the sensations she was feeling were much too strong to be anything but real, even for her very vivid imagination.
He had her right where he wanted her. Under him where he had leverage. Where she was in almost every one of his fantasies. He was already ashamed she had to be the one to seduce him, persuade him into this intoxicating situation. The least he could do was take control now after she practically begged him to have his way with her.
"What were you saying when I was locking the door?" He asked. Fran couldn't even remember, her thoughts, judgment, everything was leaving her body as he moved the strap to her dress down and started peppering hot kisses down her neck, shoulder, cleavage... "Not important now."
"Something about you just needed something or another," he reminded her. Continuing his journey down her body.
"Just…"
"Not important." She couldn't focus on anything other than what he was doing.
"Just what, Fran… tell it to me… tell me everything…."
"Release. I just need release..."
Release from the games. Release from the bondage of only being his friend and his Nanny. And especially release from the tension that had built between them for so long.
"You're driving me absolutely mad…."
"Then lose your mind baby, I'm right here." He laughed silently. No pressure, he thought. It's not like he's out of practice or anything.
She looked down to see him on his knees. This wasn't the particular activity she came in here for but it would also do, she thought as he pushed her lingerie out of the way and started working the wonders of his mouth on her. He was even more talented than her wildest fantasies.
"Max…"
She ignored her as he focused on giving her the release she had craved for so long.
"Max…" she whimpered again. She was close. So close. When his fingers joined in the game, she knew she was done for if she didn't stop him right then.
"Max…" Suddenly she squeezed her legs shut, locking him out. And his attention quickly shifted back up to her.
"I'm sorry. Are you okay? Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He asked, standing up concerned.
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She laughed. "Quite the contrary…you're a man of many talents, Max. Not that I'm surprised…" The concern on his face quickly faded to confidence and she kissed him lightly.
"But earlier, when you asked what I needed…"
"Yes?" He would do anything. Absolutely anything to make this woman make the sounds that were coming out of her just moments ago. Even if he got nothing in return at least in that way due to certain Jewish rules she may or may not follow.
"I need you…"
"You have me, clearly…"
She rolled her eyes. She guessed she'd have to spell it out for him. "I need us to get there together."
She pushed his boxers down to free him. "Even bigger than I remember..." she complimented, referring to the time she walked in on him in the shower. He laughed, flattered.
"Well, that's mostly due to you, darling." She could feel him pressing against where she needed him most when an important topic flashed across his mind. He realized he didn't have protection since he wasn't the one who planned for these activities.
She noticed his apprehension and before he could even ask, she assured, "It's okay, I got us covered there." He had never been so relieved in his life that she was more prepared than he was.
"I can't believe this is finally happening," She murmured as he pushed into her. She was still so worked up from earlier, just the feeling of their bodies joining could have sent her right then and there but she was doing her best to hold back, and buy them both some time.
With all the pent-up tension, she assumed it would have been over fast, especially for him but she reached her peak twice before he joined her.
The first time she tried to warn him, he only smiled and went faster as she screamed out his name. He knew what she said about getting there together but he also felt like she more than deserved to be first.
The second time, she didn't even protest. She knew how good it felt for him to still be thrusting into her through the waves, how her body pulsed around him tightly. She still couldn't recall ever feeling so full and complete.
After he joined her, calling out her name. She smiled and ran her hands down his chest. "You have quite the stamina…" she complimented, kissing him.
As soon as his heart stopped racing from what they had just done, he quickly became ready for round two.
They had somehow made their way to the office looked at him a little shocked when she felt him against her like that so soon. "I don't think I've ever even heard of a man making that quick of a recovery…" He blushed at his eagerness.
"I think that's mainly your fault." After what they had just done, he was becoming more and more uninhibited in her presence, something that he should have allowed himself to feel long ago.
She shrugged. "Hey, no complaints here!"
Those were the last words between them for a while, too focused on each other to speak.
As they explored each other's bodies, her mind flashed back to the comments made earlier about an all-nighter. Maybe that's really what this would turn into and if it did, she was about to ensure the only work he did was make good use of every surface in his office.
