Pretending | Max Verstappen

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Max

"I only said that I love you." I breathed before I quickly closed the gap between us again as I felt my cheeks getting red.

Zoe didn't seem to have a problem with my words, she even brushed her fingers through the hair on the back of my head in order to pull me even closer. She also pulled herself towards my body, our pelvis bumping into each other, causing me a slight groan.

"God babe." I moaned against her lips as I felt myself getting hard.

Carefully Zoe started moving her hips against mine and her lips left mine before she attached them to the sensitive spot under my ear, causing me another loud groan. With one quick movement I had my hands on her naked back underneath my shirt that she was wearing.

 Slowly my fingers brushed over her back, wandering to the side and upwards after some time.

"Max" Zoe breathed against my neck as my thumb brushed over her hard nipple, that I could easily reach as she wasn't wearing any bra.

"What do you want my love?" I whispered, wanting to make sure that I wouldn't move to fast, causing her a bad feeling or discomfort.

"I... I..." she stuttered as she suddenly stopped her hip movement and leaned back, meeting my eyes immediately.

"Hey babe" I breathed, carefully stroking over her cheek as she nervously bit her bottom lip, "We don't have to do anything, we have enough time so there is no need to rush things."

"Are you cheating?" Zoe suddenly blurred out, looking at me with fear in her eyes.

Confused I rose an eyebrow, but as I saw that she wasn't joking I immediately leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Of course not my love, why would you say that?"

"B... Because you... you always say we don't have to rush things and stuff and I haven't even touched you since that time in your drivers room and you're a man a clearly also need some pleasure and as I can't give you that, I... I thought maybe you... you have other women for that." she stuttered and a sharp pain went through my body.

God, Zoe was really that broken and hurt that she had such thoughts, how I wished to delete them out of your mind.

"Never, Zoe," I started and carefully lifted her head as she was looking down, ashamed, "there was never another woman and there never will be. You're the only one that I will ever again let in my bed and do things to me."

I smirked at the last part and also a little smile creeped on her face.

"Okay." she simply whispered, nervously biting her bottom lip.

"But yes hell, you have no idea how many times I had to hold myself back." I giggled, before getting a bit more serious again, "But I'll wait for you, no matter how much time you need."

She smiled at me and brushed some wet hair out of my face before cupping it with her two hands.

"I want this, I want you to make love to me." she breathed and instantly something inside my stomach, and boxers, twitched.

"You sure?" I asked once more, holding back so hard not to move her hips over my growing bulge.

"Hm." Zoe nodded innocently as she started her hip movement again while biting on her bottom lip.

My hand quickly found it's way under her shirt and towards her breast again and I slightly started squeezing it while my other fingers played with the band of her panties. As she seemed all fine this far, I slowly moved her underwear to the side before pressing my thumb against her wet core.