Jayde and Max sat in the living room, sharing details of their horrible relationships. They learned more about each other than their closest friends even knew. It was easy to share when you were as drunk as these two were.
After finishing the bottle of sake, Jayde insisted they clean up and head to bed. She walked in front of him and asked for his help unzipping her dress. He happily obliged without thinking anything.
Meanwhile, Jayde was hoping things would end up in her favor. Him in her bed.
Max felt his heart speed up as his hands trailed down her skin, to the small of her back. Jayde's skin was so soft and warm. After holding himself back all night, he couldn't anymore.
He stood tall and pulled Jayde back against his chest. Max's body responded accordingly as he felt her body quickly relax into him. He slid the straps of her dress down her slender arms and placed a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. He watched excitedly as her nipples quickly tightened at the combination of the cold and his kiss.
Max trailed kisses down her back, following the dress he was so eagerly removing. Once the dress peeled from her perfectly round ass, he realized she had no panties on. His pants became even tighter as he thought about how many places he could have taken her had he known this little fact before hand.
Jayde felt her lower abdomen grow warmer as Max kissed and caressed every inch of her body. When he got the dress off her ass, he paused a second and his hand quickly started kneading each cheek.
A soft moan slipped Jayde's mouth as Max smacked her ass, leaving a hand print. Max quickly disposed of the dress and pushed her forcefully against the wall. He grabbed one of her legs, wrapped in around his waist and lifted her by her ass.
Once placed at her core, his mouth came forcefully down on hers. Jayde wrapped her arms around his neck and knotted her fingers in his hair. The kiss grew more passionate as the time went on.
In no time, they had ended up in her room, sprawled out on her bed. The once neatly made bed was now a large mess of sheets and body parts. The cherry blossom duvet and pillows had ended up all over the floor.
Max watched as Jayde lay next to him, her chest heaving fast with every breath she took. He felt proud knowing he could leave her in such a state. Her chest glistened with sweat in the moonlight.
His eyes followed a bead of sweat trail down Jayde's breast and disappear into the shadows. Jayde blushed as she felt his eyes on her.
She looked over at Max, the content expression on his face said it all. He was just as happy as she was. Jayde smiled at him and giggled a little. "That was... Wow... Thank you," she finally offered after catching her breath.
Of all the men Jayde had shared a bed with, this was definitely a time she'd enjoyed most.
Max quickly stood up, lifting her bridal style and carried her to the bathroom.
Jayde blushed at how effortlessly he carried her dead weight. "What are you doing," she asked frantically. Her arms wrapped tightly around Max's shoulders and she buried her face in the crook of his neck.
Max chuckled softly and placed her on her feet once they reached the bathroom. "Well... You're dirty. I figured we'd want to clean up before going to sleep."
Jayde instantly thought of where he'd sleep for the night. Max watched the panic spread across her still blushed cheeks.
"No worries. I can sleep on the couch. But we should still clean up first," he placed a kiss to her forehead then turned to adjust the water temperature.
Jayde stared at Max, deep in thought. Should she make him sleep on the couch? He'd already been in her room. And her bed for that matter. Granted, all she'd wanted was a great night of intercourse. And, it was given. But she was afraid Max would read too much into the situation if she allowed him to sleep in her bed after the things they'd just done.
Max quickly spun around and lifted Jayde up again. Her hands roughly grabbed his shoulders, causing him to smile. Max placed a gentle kiss to her collarbone as he lowered her into the now filled tub.
Before leaving her to relax, he asked, "Where are your towels? I'll grab you one." Jayde pointed at the door across the hall and he quickly walked over. He found a fluffy, purple, cotton one right away and grabbed it. Seeing as she wore heels all day, he decided to toss it in the dryer under the shelves for a bit.
Max listened outside the bathroom while keeping an eye on the dryer. He didn't want her to rush herself. Jayde had taken such good care of him today and even cared enough to ask about his past and she listened, asking followup questions.
All he wanted to do was take care of her in return and show her that someone other than her family cared about her. Max started thinking about the way Jayde had carried him back to her place. She had taken him to eat. Even dealt with him in his drunken stupor.
Max then thought about the taste of her lips. How they'd plumped up from the roughness of his kisses. The way her skin tightened under his touch. Just then, he heard the water inside swish.
He opened the door and peeked in to see Jayde standing up. The water dribbled down her perfectly shaped body. Max rushed to the dryer and grabbed the towel. Holding it open to block his view of her, he wrapped it around Jayde and helped her out of the tub.
Jayde noticed he wasn't staring at her body. She instantly felt self-conscience. She quickly grabbed the towel and finished wrapping herself thinking he couldn't bare to look at her. "Thank you," she mumbled.
Max left the bathroom, closing the door behind himself and didn't say a word. Jayde grew nervous. Maybe he was mad she took advantage of him while he was drunk? Then anger hit her. He could've stopped himself if he wanted too.
Jayde threw the bathroom door open roughly and stormed out to find him.