Chapter 6: (the boiler room) - inspired by Saturday's episode when Max announced he had a key to the room ;)

*warning – this chapter is explicit and should probably not be read by anyone under 16!*

Enjoy...

Lou x

Although Zoe still didn't like to admit that she was falling for Max, she couldn't get the porter out of her mind all morning. She was on her way to the staff room when a door was opened to her left and an arm shot out and grabbed hers, dragging her into the boiler room. She gasped as someone shut the door behind her, turned her round and pushed her gently against it, his hands either side of her head on the door. She breathed a sigh of relief as she realised who it was.

"Max that wasn't funny – you scared the living daylights out of me!" she said, whacking him on the chest. She couldn't really be annoyed though, not with that cheeky grin plastered across his face.

"Sorry" he said, still grinning.

"What are we doing in here Max?" Zoe asked, still confused as to why she had pulled him into the cupboard, although she had her suspicions. He bit his lip and moved towards her before answering.

"What do you think?" He whispered, his lips brushing her ear. Zoe physically shivered as he spoke, he was so close. She could smell his aftershave and the faint smell of cigarettes. She inhaled deeply, breathing in the scent she'd begun to crave in the last couple of days.

"You know this isn't allowed Max…" She said, but she was fighting a losing battle – he'd started kissing her neck gently, barely touching his lips against her skin, and her legs weakened a little.

"I don't play by the rules." Said Max. "I'm a very… bad… boy." He kissed her neck between his words, slowly moving closer to her lips. Zoe opened her mouth to speak again, she knew how much trouble they'd be in if they were caught, but all that came out was an involuntary moan. Max grinned as he rested his forehead against hers, he knew he could win her over. He was quickly learning what turned her on.

"Wipe that smug grin off your face Walker." she said, trying to frown and bite her lip to stop herself from smiling. He pushed her harder against the door, slipped a hand round to the back of her neck and pressed his lips to hers. She moaned again, against his lips, and she felt him smile slightly. Zoe's hands found the bottom of his polo shirt and she slipped her fingers under it. Max deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth and pushing himself gently against her. She pushed against him in response; she could feel him getting hard. She moved her fingers to the waistband of his trousers and very slowly, teasing him, she undid his belt, slipped the button through its hole and pulled down the zip.

"That's not fair Zoe, no teasing." He murmured, breathing hard and grinding against her hands, willing her to go on. She giggled at his impatience, she knew how to turn him too – both of them could play at this game. Max took off his shirt and Zoe took a deep breath as he pressed his bare chest against her, almost losing herself in that moment. He began to slip his hand up her dress but she batted him away.

"Not yet" she whispered. She bit his lip gently then began to kiss her way across his cheek, jaw bone, ear, neck until she reached his chest. She slipped her hands up his sides and rested them on his ribs. She smiled up at him and he grinned back – he knew exactly what she was about to do. She began kissing her way down his chest, pressing her back against the wall and slowly sliding down it. She carefully manoeuvred herself on to her knees as she came level with his crotch. Max closed his eyes and leant his head back as she gently slipped her hands inside his boxers and pulled out his cock. She glanced up at him before taking him entirely into her mouth. He gasped, he hadn't expected her to take it all at the first second. She flicked her tongue and she moved her head to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. Max slipped both his hands into her hair and pressed very gently on the back of her head to encourage her to take him deeper. And she did. Max moaned audibly and suddenly realised he was getting close to ejaculating.

"Zoe. I'm gunna-" he started.

Zoe quickly moved back from him. "Not on my dress, face or in my hair you're not!" she exclaimed, eyebrow raised.

"Well where am I meant to stick it then?" Max moaned. He smirked, because he already knew the answer.

"Oh I think you know…" Zoe said as she stood up so she was at eye level with him again and pressed her lips hard against his, leaving him no choice but to kiss her back.

Max didn't hesitate in slipping his hands under the hem of her dress and rubbing her thighs. He pulled up her dress slightly and guided himself towards her. As he slid his hand up and around to her hip he suddenly realised she wasn't wearing any underwear. He gave a loud moan into her mouth and almost came on the spot at this realisation.

"Zoe!" Max said, unable to believe that she had gone commando. "That is HOT."

Zoe just bit her lip and smiled innocently at him, pleased with herself for turning him on so much. Without warning Max spun Zoe round and bent her over a chair. Before she had time to say anything he thrust himself into her hard. She gasped and Max put his hand gently over her mouth to stop her moaning out loud. He began to thrust in and out of her and she bit down gently on his fingers. He sped up and she thrust back against him as she got close to orgasm. They both stiffened for a second before cumming simultaneously. Max pulled out of her and turned her around to pull her close to him. They kissed gently then rested their lips against each other's, still breathing heavily. After a minute or so they pulled away from each other. Max did up his trousers and put his shirt back on, and Zoe pulled her dress back down and ran a hand through her hair.

"Right Mr" she said. "Back to work." She gave him one last kiss before opening the door, checking there was no one out there, and stepping out into the corridor, closely followed by Max, who patted her bum gently on the way out. She giggled and batted his hand away. As they walked in opposite directions she turned around, winked quickly and mouthed 'thank you'. He mouthed back 'any time' and winked back at her. They both grinned like the cat who'd got the cream (no innuendo intended) as they returned to work the rest of their shift.

Apologies if this was a bit too heated for anyone! Let me know what you guys think of explicit chapters like this. Should I do more? Never again? The next chapter is an exciting one – it's the one that gave me the idea for this fic in the first place. Hopefully shouldn't be too long until the next update, but I want to make sure I get the next chapter perfect, so it may take a little longer to write. Until next time...

Lou x