Mixing drinks in the kitchen, Max made them extra strong for the both of them before calling Josh Stokely who lived next door to Rachel. She knew Josh from baseball and asked if he didn’t mind being their DD. Her dad never minded her drinking as long as she was responsible about it. When Rachel came into the kitchen, she handed her the drink. “Down it,” she said with a smirk. “And Josh’ll be here to pick us up soon.”
Rachel walked over to Max looking at the drink smiling a bit and without hesitating brought it to her lips feeling the ember liquid go down her throat “Oh this is nice what is it?” She sipped some more downing half of it and pulling it away “Josh is nice, is he our DD or something.” She nudged her a bit “That means we can both get wasted and have a good time.” She finished the rest of her drink wincing just a bit placing the empty cup on the counter.
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Max shook her head in agreement with him. “Yeah,” she said, still panting. “We’ll do it again in the morning,” she laughed a little too loudly before groaning. “Wait, no we won’t we’ll be too hung over.”
He kissed her shoulder chuckling and then frowning along with her “Oh right…hangover.” He looked at her “Maybe…maybe if we drink water now and advil we won’t be hungover.” he looked at her “Would you be opposed to doing this sober maybe?”
"Yeah, sure," she said digging through her closet for shoes as Rachel went to put on make up. Grabbing a pair of black flats, which was all Max ever wore, never heels, she made her way to the doorway really wanting to ask why Rachel was so upset, but deciding to leave it. "Here baby," she said setting them on the floor beside her feet. "I’ll go make us some drinks to pregame before we get there, okay?"
Rachel looked down at the shoes nodding a bit “Thank you baby.” She slid her feet in them smiling just a bit “These will be perfect dancing shoes.” She nodded again going back to the makeup “Okay I won’t be long here.” She grabbed some eyeshadow starting a smokey eye finishing up her makeup, just looking at herself in the mirror wondering how drunk she’d have to get to forget it all.
Max let go, coming when he did and whimpering, moaning, calling out his name as her fingernails scratched down his back. “Fuck, Elliot,” she whimpered coming down from her high. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” As he collapsed on her chest, she held onto him tightly, breathing heavily and smiling. “Oh my God. Why didn’t we ever have sex before?”
Elliot closed his eyes cussing under his breath, her scratching down his back he finally let go his seed shooting deep inside her and cussed even more “Fuck…..Max..” He kissed her chest a few times looking up at her shrugging just a bit “I think…we were too caught up being best friends?” He laid his head back down panting a bit “I think this shouldn’t be a one time thing.”
Max laughed, zipping Rachel up and nodding as she looked her over. “Looks good,” she smiled before pointing to the bathroom. “My make up bag’s in there if you want to do your make up.”
She smiled sadly placing her hands on her hips “Do you think so?” She nodded walking over to the makeup bag “While I do my makeup could you see if you have some shoes I drove over here barefoot.” She realized she had left her shoes in Rick’s Living room, she sighed a bit thinking about it knowing she wouldn’t get those shoes back.
As they continued to move together, Max knew she was close. Gripping the sheets, she moved her hips with his, feeling the tug in her stomach and whimper and whimper left her lips, accompanied with moans. “Oh fuck, Elliot,” she cried, moaning out. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum,” she gripped the sheets, tipping her head back in ecstasy, toes curling before she let go, letting her orgasm take over her.
He knew she was going to cum soon, and not because she told him because her could feel her walls clench around him, and her stomach flinching her whole body gave her away. He moaned in the back of his throat as he felt a familiar tug in his stomach, his body shook and his seed filled her he kept pumping making sure to ride out both their highs, he laid his head on her shoulder breathing heavily as he came down from his high.
"Oh," Max smiled, wiggling her eyebrows. "Male attention it is. Oh God, I borrowed this dress from Tabitha, here!" Max dug through her closet pulling out a black dress with meshing in a design up the side, designed to mesh with the color of Rachel’s skin. "It’s so hot,” she smiled. “Try it on.”
"Yeah I haven’t Rachel stripped down out of her shorts and pulled her shirt over her head holding her hands out "Tabitha? We haven’t talked to her in ages she is never getting this dress back." She unzipped the dress stepped into it putting the sleeves on and zipping it half way turning to Max "Can you zip this?"
Max’s lips fell open, soft moans emitting from them as his speed increased, loving every single second. His lips found the spot just under her jaw near her earlobe and she gave a louder moan as he sucked on the skin there. She matched his thrusts into her as her hips rolled against his, whimpering and moaning underneath him. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
Elliot involuntarily moaned as she kissed his neck, it was one of his sweet spots, she didn’t know that but he was sure his secret was out. He didn’t stop he kept the constant pace making sure to go as deep as he could his hands feeling her sides caressing her, making sure to not stop as she begged him not to, wanting to make sure she felt good, and he wanted this to be amazing to her, wanting to make her feel as good as she was making him feel.