Chapter Text
Max’s POV:
Ellis is quiet on the way to my house and I don’t break the silence between us. Instead, I think about what Joe said when I grabbed my coffee. We make a great match? I guess we do. Our ability to figure out that there was a third robber today proves it. My mind drifts to Li’s words as he reprimanded Ellis. Does that mean that he sees me as more than a partner and consultant? I can’t pretend I don’t have feelings for him anymore, but I can’t dwell on it if I want to pull off the heist I’m planning with Ricky. I glance over at Ellis and feel myself smile. Maybe I can explain it to him when it’s all over. I hope I can. He means so much to me and I couldn’t bear it if he never forgives me. I feel his eyes on me for a moment before he looks back at the road.
I spend the rest of the drive letting my mind drift through all the moments we’ve shared. There’s the more relaxed moment on his boat when we almost kissed before Marc interrupted us. Then the more tense moment earlier today when he praised me via voice recording. I start to think of our kiss from two months ago, but I stop myself like I do every time. I can’t think of it at all. If I do, I won’t be able to see this heist through. I need to do it for my dad. There’s no other choice. Olivier needs to pay for what he did. We pull up to my house and I get out of the car first and walk around it to stand in front of Ellis.
“Well, that was…” I drift off for a moment as I find the words to say. “...one hell of a day.” I drift closer to him as I talk.
Ellis breaks our eye contact for a moment as he responds. “Yeah. Sure was.” I think for a moment and then…
“I’m so sorry.” He tilts his head a bit as if he’s confused so I explain. “You went in there for me and ended up losing everything–”
He cuts off the end of my sentence. “Hey, stop.” His gaze is intense as he keeps talking, making sure that I know he means every word. “I’d do it again a hundred times. All right?” I don’t know what to say so I smile and change the subject.
“Are you sure you don’t want to get that looked at?” I tenderly press my hand against his chest and move closer as I talk.
He looks down at my hand as it moves over the bruise for a moment. He meets my eyes and there’s a loaded silence between us as we maintain eye contact, my hand pressing against him a little more. “I think I’ll be okay.” His words don’t break the tension between us. In fact, it grows more and more intense and I can feel myself leaning in. Our lips meet in a tender kiss that grows more passionate with each passing second.
I pull away first and giggle when I notice the dazed look in his eyes. “We should go inside…” I drift off and give him a suggestive look.
He just nods so I turn and walk up to the door. As I unlock it, I feel his hand move my hair to one side and then his lips are pressed into the side of my neck. I moan and sigh in relief as the door opens. I turn around and crash my lips into his as I lead us inside. I break the kiss and rush up the stairs, sensing him right behind me. I lead us to my bedroom and connect our lips once again. He breaks the kiss this time and spins me around. I feel his hands guiding my jacket off my shoulders as his lips meet my neck again. Once my jacket is on the floor, his hands make their way into my hair, twisting it as he moves it to the side. I pull my hair over my shoulder and lean my head away from him to give him more of my neck. I close my eyes as his lips trail up and down my neck. Feeling his hands snake around my torso, I sense the zipper on my jumpsuit being tugged down. Then his hands are pulling it off my shoulders, his lips never faltering as they create a pattern of kisses.
I turn around and stare at him for a moment, my thoughts jumbled. “Your turn.” With that, I kiss him hard and spin us around so his back is to the bed.
I guide him backwards as I pull his jacket off his shoulders and throw it to the side. Then I tug his shirt over his head, our lips only separating long enough for me to remove it completely. He groans as my lips trail downwards, from his chin to his chest. I pause for a moment when I get to the bruise. It’s worse now. A solid purple and blue blob. I gently run a nail over it as our eyes meet. I lean in and kiss the middle of the bruise tenderly before I lean down to take off my shoes and remove the bottom half of my jumpsuit. I step out of the pant legs and slide my socks off with them.
When I look up, Ellis is staring at me with a mix of admiration and hunger I’m not familiar with. Not even Olivier has looked at me like this. It sends my heart into a frenzy and I feel a dampness pool between my thighs. He slowly wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him.
I feel his lips brush against my ear. “Do you know how breathtakingly beautiful you are? I want you so bad, Max.”
He pulls away and presses his lips into mine. The kiss is tender at first and then it grows more and more heated. My hands make their way to his belt buckle. I pull away and stare into his eyes as I swiftly undo it, followed by the button and zipper. I gently tug his pants down over his hips. As soon as he’s removed everything except his boxers, I push him onto the bed and straddle his hips.
He starts to sit up a bit, but I stop him. “I don’t want you to aggravate the damage to your ribs.” He nods and flips me over so he’s on top. Our lips meet again and I feel his tongue tracing the line between my lips, asking for permission. I part my lips and our tongues meet in a frenzied dance. He pulls away and I whimper a bit. Then his lips are on my breasts and my mind turns off. I lean up a little to unclasp my bra and he pulls it off. After tossing it off the bed, his lips immediately clamp down onto my nipple. His right hand comes up to massage the other one as he licks and sucks until I’m moaning his name. He moves his lips to the other one and gives it the same treatment before trailing kisses lower and lower.
He pauses and looks up at me. “Are you sure?” I wordlessly nod since I don’t trust my voice to work right now.
With that, he gently loops his fingers into my thong and I lift my hips so he can pull it off my body. It’s quickly tossed to the floor and Ellis grabs my thighs, trailing kisses from my knee to the edge of my entrance. I whimper and squirm against his mouth. He smiles and finally presses his lips against me. I cry out as he drags his tongue against me and sucks my clit. He creates a pattern that has me coming undone in minutes. He licks up every drop of me and then kisses his way back up my body. I press my lips against his and taste myself on his tongue.
He leans away and removes his boxers. “Do you have a condom?” I’m too speechless to say anything so I wordlessly point to the first drawer of my bedside table.
He quickly retrieves one and rolls it onto his length. I pull him down for a kiss and he runs his fingers through my folds before positioning himself at my entrance. He hesitates so I pull away and push away the fog of lust in my mind. “I want you inside of me, Ellis.” Our eyes meet and I nod.
He kisses me one more time as he gently fills me with his length. He pulls out before thrusting into me again and again. He moans into my ear and I tangle my hands into his hair.
“You feel amazing, Max.” I moan at his words and grind into his next thrust.
The room fills with the sounds of our moans and I feel the coil in my stomach tightening to the point of breaking. “Ellis…” I moan again. “I’m so close.” He picks up the pace in response and I feel myself falling over the edge.
We both cry out as we come together and I gently turn us on our sides as he collapses on top of me, being careful of his bruise. “That really happened.” His voice sounds bewildered and I giggle.
“That really happened.” I feel him softening inside of me and he eventually pulls out to discard the condom. Then I go to the bathroom. We cuddle and talk for a while and I feel myself drifting off to the sound of his heartbeat.
When we walk into the kitchen the next morning, Ricky doesn’t comment on the fact that I’m only wearing one thing, Ellis’ shirt.