A/N: In the end I passed out before I could get them out lol. ON WITH THY STORRYYY!!!!

Edit: Pic is updated pic of Max!!!!!!!!

"How are things between you and Amelia?" I ask, smoking.

Derek chuckled and smiled. "Really good. She's amazing."

"She really is." I say, blowing the light grey smoke out. "She's full of self-confidence and I love that about her."

"Definitely." Derek said. "I think . . . I think I love her." I dropped my cigarette as I looked at Derek. Holy shit. "I know we've been dating for almost half a year but I really do think I love her." Derek said happily before smirking at me. "How about you? Haven't heard anything about you and a partner. Got anyone you seriously want to date this time around? Or at least one sex buddy that you constantly go to." Derek pushed and I roll my eyes.

"God, Derek, we aren't teenage girls." I groan out, laughing, and he laughed.

"So there is someone! Tell me. Who got you to settle down for right now?" My smile dropped and I quietly smoked, looking down. "Jason?"

"Have you tried their new scotch? It's to die for. Hey, bartender!" I say, getting the bartender's attention. "Get me a glass of your new scotch. Two glasses." She nodded and walked off.

"Jason."

"Yeah?" I reply, smoking. Before he could talk, two glasses appeared between us. "Try it." I tease and start to drink mine. I didn't think Derek would ask about me.

"Jason, who is it?" Derek asked lowly.

"Why do you care so much about it?" I snap. "You wanna fuck me or something?"

Derek let out a hard sigh. "I'm gonna let that slide since I know you." I shrug my shoulders and drink the rest. "Tell me. It can't be that bad."

Silence swarmed between us quickly but I broke it. "Max." I answer finally. "I'm dating Max." My green eyes traveled over to Derek but he had his head in his hand, slowly rubbing his forehead.

"Please tell me you're messing with me. Max? Really?" Derek asked and I nod my head.

"We're dating."

"Why? Why do you do this to yourself?" He muttered lifting his head up. "Why are you with him of all people? You know this isn't going to end well. Both of you are gonna end up hurt."

Taking a deep breath, I say, "We decided to start over. Try to make a relationship work out." I smoke a little before continuing. "Only having sex then trying to have a relationship is difficult. It would be for anyone."

Derek sighed and took a sip of beer. "Still . . . Him? Why does it have to be him? I could introduce you to my co-worker. He's funny, bright, and definitely not an asshole. He's sincere. Anybody but Max, Jason. Anybody."

I lick my lips and tapped the ashes off lightly. "It's my life, Derek. Even though I know better, I just can't resist him no matter how hard I try. I think I might have unresolved feelings for him . . . Who knows?"

"There you go again! Where's the old Jason?"

I raise an eyebrow at him. "I'm the same as usual." I mutter.

"No you're not. Ever since you met Max, you became . . . like a lovesick person. I'm not complaining because you did stop sleeping around." Derek started and sipped on his glass of scotch. "But you're completely different person now. I don't know if it's for the better or the worst."

After Derek and I caught up, I went back home. I'm not surprised Derek doesn't like it. He even gave me his co-worker's number, Chad, and told me call him whenever I wanted. I sink into the spot next to Max and lean up against him. "Hey."

"Hi."

We're oil and water to say the least. We butt heads so much, argue, and nearly fight yet we always make up. Our relationship wasn't normal or healthy.

My head was resting on Max's chest as his arm kept me close to him with our hands tangled together. He squeezed my hip lightly, which caused me to look at him. Max just flashed me a soft smile. I look away and face the TV in awkwardness. I knew Derek would hate the fact we were dating but he doesn't control my life though he's not wrong. I'm still cussing myself out for saying yes but maybe things will be different. Maybe I am better off without Max. Doubt filled my mind which caused me to get up, rubbing my forehead.

"What's wrong?" Max asked.

My feet carried me away as I sighed. "Nothing." I reply. I felt a hand on my lower back and I look at Max.

He dipped down and attempted to give me a kiss but I stepped back. "Jason, tell me what's wrong."

"Max, I can't do this." I mutter.

"Do what?" He quizzed stepping closer.

"This!" I motion between us. "We weren't supposed to have a serious relationship between us. I . . . I can't be in a serious relationship with you. It was never serious between us. There's no way we can be serious!" I explain.

"Jason, that's okay. Nothing serious was supposed to happen but it did. You were the first one to say you loved me. I thought you still wanted this when I asked you out." Max said, trying to keep me close.

"I thought I did too but this is weird. How can we be a couple after everything? Over a year of us having sex, I said I loved you over a year ago and now you come and say you like me after I tried to get myself to get over you? I wanted this until you pushed me away completely. Max, I don't know about now. I don't know if I'm still mad, trying to pity you, if I want to still be able to hook up with different people, or I actually want this."

He grabbed my hand. "That's why we try. It's only been a few days. Give us a chance. You said you would." "I know . . . but things change."

My eyes dropped to the ground. "We should've really thought about this." I mumble as I walk to my room.

"Jason." Max grabbed my wrist and I look at him. "Give it- give us a chance. Things could be completely different than you originally thought."

Looking down, I step towards him and rest my head on his shoulder. I just let out a tired sigh. His arms wrapped around me. "I'm trying, Max. How can this happen between us? We were fighting it so hard. We fight a lot and we've only started a few days ago-"

Max pulled my face up and kissed me. "We'll do it together. You don't have to do it alone."

I kiss him back before pulling back. "How can this even work?"

"We'll find a way." Max said. I pull his face down and kiss him slowly as he held me close. My fingers started to squeeze him a little tighter, feeling his hair brushing through. "Jason." Max hummed into my hair.

"Yeah?" I whisper in reply.

"I won't leave you." I lift my head up and his lips pressed against mine, sharing a passionate kiss. I didn't respond back. He kissed the side of my head with a smile. I bury my body into his warm body. And like that with his hand running through my hair slowly, I close my eyes and hold Max close. After a minute, he locked our lips together and I kiss Max back slowly before he grabbed my legs, lifting them up to his side.

"Max, not today. I have a meeting tomorrow at 5 A.M. I need to be there by 4:30." I say pulling back.

"You never cared before. Why now?" Max questioned and I pull his hands off of me.

"I finally found another sponsor to help fund my company. It took me months to find a trustworthy one and another month to get a meeting! This is too big for me to fuck up." I snapped annoyed. "My company is finally growing and I can't keep spending time having sex as much as I would like that. I can't just walk into the meeting with hickeys all over my neck, do you know how hard it was to convince them to meet with me?! I'm not screwing this up because you want to have sex."

"All you care about is work!" Max snapped.

"And all you care about is sex! I have to worry about work! I'm a CEO! I have to manage this properly or I will have nothing. Not a single fucking thing. I'll hit rock bottom! My reputation would be shit! They have so much influence in the business industry!" I snap back.

"Did you forget I'm here too?! I'm helping support us so everything isn't on your shoulders! It's like you don't give a crap that I'm trying too!" Max hissed.

I frown and step away from him. "God, you piss me off! It's always about you, Max! ALWAYS! I'm trying to do something that can secure us financially for the rest of our lives but you can't see that! You don't understand the stress of being a CEO!" I yell and grab my coat.

"Where are you going?!" Max yelled grabbing my wrist.

I yank it out of his grasp. "Out." I respond darkly.

"Where? It's 10 o'clock." Max retorted.

"Somewhere where you aren't there." I growl and leave, slamming the door shut. Work things out my ass! We can barely stay in the same room without fighting unless we're having sex.

I went to Derek's place and crashed there for a few days. While I was there, Derek tried to convince me to break up with Max but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I only went home when Max wasn't there. I made sure Amelia and the other secretaries wouldn't allow him in the building.

Rolling my eyes, I answer the call on speaker. Third call in ten minutes. "What do you want?" I mutter, doing paperwork.

"Can you come back home?" Max asked.

"Busy." I reply bluntly signing a paper.

"I'm sorry, Jason." Max started softly. "I . . . I just want to spend some alone time with you without work bothering you. And since we're dating, I wanted to show you physically how much I care about you, not just verbally."

My hand let go of the pen and hold the phone to my ear, taking it off of speaker phone. " . . . "

"Jason? You there?"

"Mhm." I respond softly.

"I know you're stressed out . . . I should've been more-"

"I'm sorry too, Max. I've been paying more attention to my job than to my own boyfriend. Since tomorrow is Saturday, let's spend it together and talk."

I heard his low chuckle before he said, "It's a plan."

***

I kiss Max slowly with a smile. He pulled me closer and I tightened my arms around his neck. I pull back and rest our foreheads together. "Why are we dating? We can't even get along for a day." I whisper and Max hummed, grabbing my chin.

"Because I want to be with you and I'm willing to stick it out no matter how much we fight."

I smile and peck his lips. "You're an idiot." I say.

"I know." Max whispered.

"You're such an idiot for staying with me."

"I know."

"You're better off with someone else instead of a person you constantly fight with."

Max smiled and said, "You're right."

"You could've stayed in a marriage with Sarah but we kept things going. I ruined your old life."

"Jason." Max said and I look at him. "I was unhappy in that marriage. Yes, I loved her when we got married but things changed after the first three years. And then I met you at the club." He gave a small chuckle. "That night at the club and we hooked up, I felt like I could finally be myself. It was my own way to get back at Sarah. For a year I kept dismissing it as lust because I was in a committed relationship." He looked away. "No matter how hard I tried to keep myself away from you and tried to call it off, I just couldn't. I wanted to be honest but I couldn't when it came to you . . . "

I softly asked, "What happened after those three years?"

Max slowly nodded his head, wetting his lips slightly. "Sarah . . . Sarah had an affair as well. She slept with him, but she didn't meet him constantly or anything we did. She met him at work and a week later I found out from her best friend she slept with him. She wasn't even planning on telling me. I was mad but I forgave her because it was the first time she had ever done something like that to me in the ten years we were together. When we were um . . . trying to work things out, I realized I was falling out of love with her. I . . . I wanted to be with her because she was trying really hard to make it up to me when I already forgave her. I . . . I had to work it out and in the end, I convinced myself I loved her more and more everyday."

Max let out a sigh but continued anyway. "Then you told her about the affair between us, I lost it. I was upset you destroyed my lie in just a second. A lie I built for years. I wanted to stay with her because I thought I loved her more than the sex between us. Then I realized I started to have feelings for you instead almost half a year ago. It turned into a loveless marriage for me." Max whispered.

"Why didn't you tell me this when I told Sarah about the affair?" I ask with a bit of anger and confusion.

Max didn't look at me for a second before he said, "I have no reason. All I can really say is I didn't want to believe I could love someone else like that. Love them so much that it drives me crazy when I don't see them for a day or more."

With a small smile, I kiss him softly. "Thank you for telling me this." I whisper against his lips, running my thumb on his hand. He pulled me into a hug and I buried my head into his chest with open eyes. "Do you think we'll work out?" I ask.

His hands rubbed my back as he squeezed me. "I think so." I close my eyes and smile. "Jason." I lift up my head to have my lips taken. I groan, kissing Max back hard. My arms wrapped around his neck, feeling his hands squeeze my ass.

"What's up with you and my ass?" I question softly against his lips. He smirked and dug his nails into them, getting a small shiver out of me.

"Obviously because I get an amazing sound out of you from it." Max chuckled and I jump up when he moved his hands to my thighs. Slipping my tongue into his mouth, I tangle our tongues easily while my fingers dug into his hair. Soft moans escaped my throat as we devoured each other's mouth. Without much effort, I was tossed onto my bed. Max ripped off his shirt and I do the same before he topped me and crashed our lips together. My hands dug into his pants, stroking him. Max yanked my hands up and pinned them above my head. His brown eyes looked at mine before he kissed me softly. "You aren't allowed to touch me or yourself. I'm pleasuring you tonight."

A mischievous smirk came on my face and I let Max do want ever he wanted to me. His lips pressed against my neck slowly moving to my shoulder and down my chest while his hands undid my jeans. A soft groan of annoyance and pleasure escaped me. He was so gentle which made me happy but I also wanted the Max I slept with before. The one that had me crying from pleasure. Max took my dick into his mouth and started to bobbed his head up and down. Moans flew from my mouth as one hand dug into his hair. My hips rocked themselves. His tongue wrapped around it and the way he was working had me panting. His mouth pulled away and I let out an annoyed groan. "Max-"

"Flip over on your knees." Max ordered immediately with that deep growl I love so much. My teeth sunk into my bottom lip while my body shivered. I couldn't hold back my smirk. Doing as I'm told, I look back at Max curious to what he was going to do. His hot tongue licked my asshole slowly. A low moan came from my throat because I couldn't hold it in. Max easily licked on it while he pumped me. My legs trembled but my body was rocking into his touch. I wanted more. "I want-"

He squeezed my dick tightly making me gasp. His tongue slowly ran along my ass before he kissed it. "Do it." He growled in my ear. In a heartbeat, Max started to stroke me fast and hard. His mouth was back sucking and licking all over my hole. My hands dug into the sheets in hopes to keep me up.

"Max!" I cry out, trembling. With a loud moan, I came. Max pushed in and started to pound into me. Screams of pleasure came from my mouth. One hand grabbed the bed frame while the other dug into the sheets. "H-harder!" I choke out. Max slammed into me and I couldn't hold back my moan. He spun me around and smashed our lips together, still moving at his rough and fast pace. We tangled our tongue, occasional moans coming from both of us. The way he thrusted into me was so deep I couldn't help but dig my fingers into his shoulders. "Max." I get out weakly.

"Yeah?" He asked breathlessly, still moving.

My chest rose heavily but I kiss him hard before whispering, "Fuck me like you used to."

Max stopped and looked at me. "Why? I thought you would like-"

"Don't get me wrong." I say cutting him off. "I love that you're being gentle and sweet but I'm not that type of person. I want you to fuck me until I start crying and screaming." I kiss him sexually and slip my tongue into his mouth. Max kissed back, tangling our tongues. One hand slid into his hair, pulling him closer into the kiss, while the other ran up his chest to cling onto his back. My legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him closer and getting a soft moan out of me. Slowly, I pull back. "I want you to . . . satisfy my masochistic kinks."

A devious smirk came on his face and he grind on me. "You want me to hurt you?" He asked in a low voice. I nod my head almost impatiently. Max leaned in and bit my neck, before kissing it. "You better be prepared then." He whispered.

"You know I am." His hands squeezed my thighs tightly and he went to town, pounding into me. He didn't slow down and kept getting deeper and deeper. Loud moans came from me as I throw my head back. My body was barely keeping up with him. Max lifted me up and I rode him. I throw my head back, moaning, as I moved faster. Max started to suck and bite on my neck as I moved myself. Eventually, he started to control the pace and went even faster. "So . . . Ah . . . Fucking deep!" I moan out. Max smirked and slammed my body onto his dick repeatedly, making me curl my toes so tight it hurt. I wrap my arms around his neck as he went to town on my ass.

"God, Jason." Max groaned and pushed me onto the bed. He lifted one of my legs onto his shoulders and moved. I was trembling and screaming more than ever. His hand was holding my leg as he pounded into me. "Jason, I'm gonna cum." Max groaned out and I nod my head rapidly, moaning and groaning.

"Me too." Max moved faster and harder. I couldn't hold back my louder moans anymore and I just let them out, clinging onto the sheets. With a small whimper, I came hard with a loud gasp.

"Fuck, you squeezed me so tight when you came." Max growled and thrusted a few more time before cumming. He kept moving, slowing down with every thrust, as his breath was heavy. I lower my leg and pull him down, kissing him.

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