Lorelai's heart raced as she spotted Max across the parking lot, standing by her car as Rory hopped out and waved goodbye. The moment brought back a rush of conflicting emotions-the thrill, the guilt, and the undeniable attraction she had tried to suppress. She couldn't shake the feeling, and before she knew it, she found herself walking toward the school.
When she entered Max's office, the sight of her grading papers felt surreal. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the quiet hum of the air conditioning enveloped her. Lorelai closed the door behind her, the click echoing in the small space, and her breath caught when Max looked up, surprise evident in her eyes.
Without thinking, Lorelai crossed the room and kissed Max deeply. The kiss was electric, igniting a spark that Lorelai thought she had extinguished. Max responded instantly, pulling Lorelai closer and guiding her backward until Lorelai found herself sitting on the edge of the desk.
"Lorelai," Max murmured against her lips, her hands finding their way to Lorelai's waist, drawing her in. "You shouldn't be here."
"I don't care," Lorelai breathed, her voice thick with desire. She pulled off Max's tie, tossing it aside carelessly. "Use me, Max. I want you."
A wicked smile spread across Max's face, and she leaned closer, her breath hot against Lorelai's ear. "You don't know what you're asking for."
"Maybe I do," Lorelai replied, her voice low and sultry. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, charged with unspoken tension.
Max carefully took Lorelai's skirt off, the fabric sliding down her legs. Lorelai bit her lip, holding back a moan as she felt the cool air against her skin. Max paused, a teasing glint in her eyes. "You're so beautiful."
"Don't stop," Lorelai whispered, urgency lacing her tone.
With a grin, Max lowered her head, kissing a path up Lorelai's thigh. Lorelai's breath hitched as Max's mouth made contact, the sensation overwhelming.
"Max," she gasped, her back arching involuntarily as Max continued to tease her, biting her lip to hold back a moan that threatened to escape.
"You like that?" Max asked, looking up at Lorelai, her eyes dark with desire.
"Yes," Lorelai managed, her voice barely above a whisper. "God, yes."
Max smiled, clearly pleased by Lorelai's response, and continued to work her way up, the pleasure building in a delicious crescendo. Every flick of her tongue and every gentle bite made Lorelai's head spin, her moans filling the office as she lost herself in the moment.
"Please, don't stop," Lorelai begged, desperate for more, her hands tangling in Max's hair as she drew her closer. "I need you."
Max obliged, plunging deeper into her
Max's movements grew more intense as she delved deeper into Lorelai, her cold fingers igniting a fire that Lorelai couldn't control. The sensation sent waves of pleasure crashing over her, pulling her further into the depths of ecstasy. Lorelai's moans filled the office, each sound echoing off the walls, a testament to the desire that had taken hold of her.
"Max," she gasped, her voice breathless and laced with urgency. "Oh God, that feels amazing."
Max's fingers curled expertly, pushing Lorelai closer to the edge. "Just let go, Lorelai," she encouraged, her voice low and sultry, a command wrapped in an invitation.
With a final thrust, Lorelai felt herself unraveling, her body responding instinctively as she came, a cry escaping her lips. "Damn it, I can't do this again!" she moaned, the mix of pleasure and guilt flooding her senses.
