Keep Left

The week Max was away proved busy for me. I had scheduled senior photos that I sent out with my graduation invitations. I had a meeting with the graduation committee, I attended an informal gathering hosted by my father and I attended a party to celebrate reaching the end of senior year.

Most of my classmates congratulated me on becoming valedictorian. News spread like wildfire that Kev had gotten Lilith pregnant. She was more than 7 months which proved my hunch of them being a thing long before I walked in on them.

Everyone asked me if he and I had broken up and I told them when I caught him in bed with my best friend. That only added fuel to the fire. Max had returned in time for my birthday. I hadn’t planned on doing anything and my dad kept trying to get me to come home, his home. I declined. Miles told me he had planned a surprise party and was angered all his guests weren’t graced with my presence.

I rolled my eyes as I figured he wanted to showboat his valedictorian’s accomplishments. I put him on the block list as he kept calling.

I was lounging in the house in biker shorts and a tank top when there was a knock at the door. I stood at the door and asked who is it.

“It’s Max, Machen.”

I opened the door and smiled big. He returned the smile. He was holding gift bags and a cake.

“W-what are you doing here? I told you to enjoy your vacation.”

“I told you I’d be back in time for your birthday. I couldn’t let you celebrate alone. Your dad phoned me yesterday to bring you to the mansion. I told him I was out of town on vacation and that Tate was your driver. He told me you didn’t let him drive you anywhere.”

“He’s not you. I didn’t feel comfortable in the car with someone else. I took an Uber to the few places I did go.”

“You did what! Why would you do that Chloe? I arranged a driver for you. I wouldn’t have put you with just anybody!”

“Calm down Machen you’re yelling!”

“Chloe, I’m sorry, but I don’t want you to go missing again.”

“You care about me”

“More than I should!”

“Hmm”

“Is that a bad hmm or a good hmm”

“For me to know and you to find out. Thank you for stopping by.”

“These are for you.”

I opened the gifts he gave me. He gifted me a necklace and matching bracelet. Reese cups, my favorite. A tshirt that says Mini Boss. He also gave me a cake that says sweet 16. He lit the candles and sang to me. I didn’t know it would bring me to tears, but it did. He stopped mid song and hugged me.

Thank you for loving me enough to come and make sure a little joy was had and it was about me. My dad threw a surprise party with his colleagues. I declined going.

“I just wanted you to know how special you are to me. I shouldn’t feel the way I do about you Chloe, but my heart loves you. I saw how sad you got when I told you I was taking a week off. I thought of you every night.”

“M-Max”

“I know it’s inappropriate, but I hate to see you sad. I’m going to leave, but I want to put the smile back in your face first. One last gift...”

He gave me a piece of pecan pie. When we first met, he had caused me to drop my pie and I threatened to make him walk to the bakery to get me another piece. It was during the dead of summer with scorching heat waves. I chuckled through tears as I recalled the event. Just two years ago, I met Max.

He walked to the front door as I looked at the pie. I prevented him from opening the door. He turned around to see me smiling back at him.

“I have tried to cover my feelings for you as well. I’m crying because to me, a bodyguard cared more about what I thought than my own father. You made your gifts to me about me. No hidden agenda. Thank you Machen. I loved all of the them.”

“You’re welcomed Chloe. I should go, it’s getting late.”

“Please stay. I don’t want to be alone.”

“I’m already risking it just being in your apartment. Chloe you’re only 16. I’m 22.”

“Who knows where I live besides you? The media already ran the story of you being my boyfriend. They can’t run it again. As long as outside these walls we keep it driver and client, we’re good.”

“Chloe, I don’t want the media to ruin what you’ve worked so hard for because of me. I care about your dreams and aspirations.

“Thank you Max. Let’s have cake.”

I cut us both cake and we talked about his trip to his grandparents. He told me about his childhood and what he wanted to do with his life. He watched John Wick with me until I fell asleep. I awoke the next morning on the couch. I was about to phone him when he came out of the guest room. He was wearing his pants only.

“Morning sleepy head. You left me awake by myself. I had to finish the movie alone. I need to run home and change. I can be back in an hour though.”

“Don’t leave Machen, I can wash your clothes. You can wear my robe while they launder.”

“Chloe, I’m not taking off my clothes!”

“You’re practically naked right now, so what’s the difference?”

“I’d be naked in front of you and you might like what you see.”

“Oh really? Only one way to find out, take your clothes off!”

He looked at me bewildered for a few seconds and then he undress in front of me. He didn’t spare any feeling of modesty. He was chiseled like a Greek God. His v-cut was impeccable. His manhood was coming to life with my eyes on his body. I watched as he elongated and I became severely thirsty. I swallowed as I collected his clothes and gave him my robe. He only smiled and watched me watch him.

“Like what you see?”

“It’s okay, I expected nothing less”

I said with a wink. I put his things in the wash and offered him towels and wash cloths for a shower. I made us breakfast while we waited on his clothes. He sat at the table in my hot pink robe and ate with me. I put his clothes in the dryer and returned to the table.

Once we were done I washed the dishes. He wrapped his arms around me as I playfully tossed the dish cloth at him. He locked me in on either side and bent down kiss me. My lips responded on their own and breathlessly my tongue and his danced in perfect harmony. He pulled away fighting with himself. I looked at him as I panted. I could tell he felt bad.

I undressed in my kitchen, leaving no part of my skin clothed. He looked me over and grunted as he closed the distance.

“Chloe...”

I cupped his face and stared into his eyes. My other hand pulled my robe undone and he let it fall to the floor. He was dripping with anticipation like myself. He picked me up and I directed him to my bedroom. He laid me down in the bed and went to close the door.

He returned to me and kissed me. I blushed as he pulled my legs apart. I became nervous and he read my body language.

“You want me to stop?”

“N-no, it’s just I never done it. I told Kev I wasn’t ready.”

“Oh shit, Chloe I’m sorry!”

“No, Max... I want to with you”

“Yeah? You sure?”

“Yes!”

He resumed his kissing and before I knew it he had my body pinned to the bed with his. His kisses had set me ablaze. Our age was the only thing that was wrong in this moment to me. I didn’t care. I knew he loved me and I loved him. He entered me as my hunger to be closer reached its peak. I cried out, but he didn’t miss a beat. Before long the pain subsided and I found myself meeting his thrusts. He was caring and passionate as he took my virginity. I felt a ball building in my stomach.

He walked me through to my first orgasm. I convulsed in his arms. He continued to thrust into me. I moaned his name as our skin slapping filled the room. He rolled us, so I was on top. I felt him slide further into me. I mimicked his movements and before long I was bouncing up and down on him. He grunted as his own peak erupted inside of me. I was loss in the bliss. He moaned my name in return. This caused me to speed up. I was close again. He held my hips as he pumped faster.

Just as he yelled “oh shit”, I screamed out his name, convulsing in his arms again. He grunted as his own release came again and pumped vigorously inside of me. Our motions slowed and we both collapsed in the bed. He pulled me into his chest. I felt my eyes flicker. He kissed me on the lips and I kissed him back. He was taking me quickly again. I bit down on his shoulder as I erupted again. He pulled out of me and shot his load on my stomach.

“Shit Chloe! I spilled inside of you twice! Please tell me you’re in the pill?”

“Why would I be on the pill, Machen? I just told you, I haven’t had sex. Don’t worry, I can get a plan B if you’re worried about getting me pregnant.”

“I don’t want to ruin your plans for the future. It’s not about getting you pregnant. I’d love for you to have my baby. But perhaps when you’re older?”

“I will get the pill when I go out. It was worth it.”

“I don’t want you to take it to hide what we have done. I’m not ashamed. I love you Chloe. Taking care of you these past two years, has been the peace to my storm. I’d still choose to do it again”

“Machen, I’m not ashamed of having sex with you. I’m not ready to be a mom yet. I should’ve asked you for a condom, but that was the furthest thing from my mind.”

“I should’ve brought condoms, but I didn’t come here to sleep with you. Although I’m happy you gave yourself to me, it’s wrong Chloe. I could go to jail and your dad would probably kill me.”

“How’s he going to know? You going to tell him Machen?”

“Of course not! Chloe, this can’t happen again until you’re eighteen. I’d feel better then.”

“Okay, Machen.”

“Don’t say my name like that Chloe, you know it does something to me.”

“Machen!”

He rolled me and kissed me down the center of my back. It sent chills all over me. I was a moaning mess. I lowered my shoulders as he pulled my hips back. I felt him enter me.

“Fuck! Chloe, you’re so tight again!”

He worked me from behind and I writhed at the fullness. I liked the way he touched me. Every thrust sent pleasure through my whole body. I saw the blood tinged fluids on my sheets but I wanted more. The more I wanted, the more he gave. We never left the house that day. I moaned and screamed his name well into the early morning hours.

I awoke the next day too sore to move. I grimaced at the thought of moving. He massaged all of me and helped me into a warm bath. I felt better, but then my stomach started to hurt. I felt sick all of a sudden. My period came, early.

“I got my period Max, so you’re good on the pill.”

“That’s good! It means you’re not pregnant.”

“Yeah. I’m hurting really bad. I normally don’t hurt like this.”

“I’m sorry. Let me get your meds.”

He went to the medicine cabinet and brought me meds. After I got situated, I pulled on tights and a shirt. Max left me for the day after his shower. I lounged in the house. The rest of the day came and went. I took my exams and rehearsed for graduation.

Max was there to pick me up everyday. He kept it professional in public. We would have dinner together every night. He courted me like a real boyfriend. We got to know each other very well in a month. Though he said we shouldn’t have sex, we were inseparable. I found myself on top or under him a lot.