I could hear max's hard breathing next to me as i stared at the ceiling after the events of the night. Max had won yet another grand prix and to celebrate he made rough but amazing love to me.
"We need to take a shower" he said reaching over to grab my hand. We both got up and i followed him into the bathroom. He started the shower as i grabbed two towels and set them neatly on the counter of the hotel bathroom. We both stepped into the shower and he kissed me lightly on the cheek.
"Good job today" i said for one of the first times today. I felt at home leaning up against max in the shower after the things we had done. I actually felt at home whenever i was around him but he couldn't know that. It wasn't like we were dating or anything, we were simply friends who had sex time to time. So friends with benefits and not time to time but every weekend, and some weekdays. Over half my time was spent with max, how could i not fall in love with him?
He kissed my forehead, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Stay here tonight" it was rare max asked me to spend the night. Usually i got out of the shower, said goodbye, went back to my own hotel room and passed out for the rest of the night. I would usually wake up with a "thank you" or "goodnight" text from max. Nothing more, nothing less. I was so tired and zoning out so i didnt respond. "Stay here tonight" he repeated "please."
"Ok" i said quietly. He turned the shower off and we both got out. He handed me a soft white towel and dried himself off. Then the realization hit me that i didn't have clothes. "Max" i said standing in my towel in the middle of the cold bathroom. He had left the bathroom and was putting on pjs in the other room.
"Yeah baby?" my heart fluttered.
"I don't have clothes" without saying anything he appeared with one of his shirts and a pair of nike sweatpants. "Are you sure?" he nodded and told me to change and get in bed. When i had put his very oversized clothes on i was even more exhausted and walked into his dark room. I layed down next to him as he pulled the blanket over me. His strong arm wrapped around me and i felt his body on my back. He felt so warm and i could feel his breathing against the back of my neck. He lightly kissed my neck before pulling me closer to him. It was very rare that he showed his soft side with me. Only once had he held me like this and it was because he had just became a world champion.
I could feel his thumb slowly rubbing my side. "You should stay more often." he spoke in a low raspy tone. Again he placed a delicate kiss on my neck.
"You never ask me to"
"I shouldn't have to. I just want you to know thats what i want." he moved his hand further down to wrap around my stomach and pull me closer if that was even possible. My stomach turned over with excitement as he continued to cuddle me.
I flipped over to face him so his hand was now on my back and his face close to mine. "You look very handsome when your sleepy." a small smile slid onto his face as i spoke.
"You would know that if you stayed." he said not dropping his earlier point.
"Ok maybe i will"
"Ok" he kissed me lightly on the chin and sighed.
"I like your soft side" i said almost so quietly he couldn't hear. But he did hear and this was the first time he opened his eyes since we had laid down. I could tell he wasn't fond of the word soft but was trying to push that down. "Actually i like every side of you."
"y/n?" he whispered.
"Max" i said back to him.
"I think im in love with you" my heart fluttered and my stomach flipped. I stared at him for a few seconds in awe. He had an unreadable expression on his face that i took as nervousness. "I know that we've been doing this little friends with benefits thing for a really long time but i want more. I want more with you. More with us." he analyzed my face as he confessed his feelings.
"Max-" i started but was cut off.
"If you don't feel the same please let me down slowly" his eyes looked sad and fear was plastered on his beautiful face.
"Max i do, i do feel the same and i do want so much more with you. I've been in love with you since the first kiss." with out words he kissed me passionately. His hand pulled me impossibly closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his torso as he pulled away from the kiss.
"I've been waiting a very long time to say that." he kissed me once more before pulling away and closing his eyes. "Goodnight love" i loved the pet name he had given me. Baby, love, princess. I didn't hear them enough.
"Goodnight max." all of our non sexual memories played over in my head as i fell asleep. From the first kiss, in a elevator at some grand pix out of the hundreds i've been to. He leaned in and kissed me. He didn't even ask or warn me he just did. Then when he pulled away the elevator doors opened and he simply walked away leaving me flustered and alone. We were a lot younger then, years younger. I remembered when i met him around seven years ago. My brother was racing against him and i happened to run face first into him. We were a lot different then. He was frantically looking for his dad after not competing very well.
As i looked at the track i wasn't paying attention where i was walking and ran headfirst into someone. I stumbled backwards as a taller man stood in front of me. He looked worried but i could tell it wasn't about me. "Sorry" i said quietly picking up the bag i had dropped.
"No im sorry i shouldn't have been walking so fast, are you ok?" he smiled at me and i could feel myself blush.
"Yeah im fine, whats your name?"
"Max, i have to go sorry." and with that he hurried past me. He didn't ask me my name and quite frankly didn't care. As my brother started racing more i saw max more. Soon enough he learned my name. He actually learned everything about me, from my favorite color to what i want to do in life.
As the years passed we became closer and closer. From an innocent kiss to seeing each other every night. We would have sex, shower and part ways. Sometimes he would offer to watch a movie with me or he would give me a little gift. He had gifted me tons of flowers, a few bracelets but the gifts loved most of all was the cards he would write me on my birthday or holidays. I had a special box where i kept them all. But all of those small moments led up to this, and this was the best ending to our friends with benefits story. Now we opened our relationship story.
