Elaine
I caught sight of Max's Aston Martini parked underneath the same tree it'd been the day before the minute I alighted from my cab. Tipping the driver generously due to how great of a company and extremely chatty he'd been, I slung my white duffel bag over my left shoulder and sauntered across, pulling the side door open. As soon as I slammed the door close, Max leaned in, capturing the side of my lips in a kiss and sucking on it aggressively. I placed a hand on his biceps and leaned back with an exhale.
“You look beautiful,” he holds my gaze, running his fingers through my hair. I nuzzled my face closer, craving the warmth of his hand. Electricity and an insanely high s****l tension lapped up around us.
I tilted my head, moaning as his lips attacked my neck next, trailing light,
