Name: Lori R 4/02 Email: Gussywussy55@y... Title: 'The Handy Man' Category: Outsiders...Max/Isabel Rating: NC17...so if you are easily offended don't read this fic! Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I borrow them for my own enjoyment. No infrigement is intended. Feedback: Sure why not. Good or bad. Summary: The plot....plot? You wanted a plot? Well then don't look here, this is pure smut. *********** Isabel sat on the edge of her bed putting the finishing touches on her pedicure. She capped the bottle of polish, and setting it aside she glanced at her toes frowning. She really didn't care for this color at all now that she saw it on. Waving her hand over her toes the offending shade changed from 'Satin Red' to 'Island Fucsha'. She smiled at the change. Much better she thought as she extended a foot to admire her toes. "I don't know why you even buy polish if you're just going to change the color everytime," commented Max as he leaned against the door frame watching her. "Because I'm a female and that's what we do. Buy things and change our minds," Isabel replied without looking up as she waved her hand to dry her toes. "Here, give me those," said Max walking up to her, and taking a foot in his hands. He gently began to blow across her toes to dry the polish. Isabel closed her eyes as she lay back on her bed. "Mmmmm thanks. That feels soooo good," sighed Isabel. Max smiled as he slowly lay the foot down, and picked up the other. He began to blow softly across the toes smiling again as Isabel released a deeper sigh. "Maaaax! That tickles, but it feels soooo good," she told him laughingly as she wriggled slightly. Max began to massage her foot, his fingers working magic on her feet. "Max, I think I just might keep you around since you're so handy," Isabel said dreamily as he soothed her feet. His touch was gentle yet firm as he ran his hands along her narrow arches and between her toes. Max looked down at Isabel as he continued to massage her feet. She had on those little pajamas that she loved so much, the ones with the boxer shorts and the button up shirt. The look on her face told him she was relaxed and very into his massage of her feet. Just where he wanted her. Isabel's eyes flew open as she felt a warm, wetness surround her big toe as it was sucked into Max's mouth. She jerked in shock as his tongue ran along her other toes before sucking them in one at a time. "Max?! What are you doing?!" she gasped as she raised up on her elbows, staring back at Max as he eyed her. His grasp of her foot tightened as she made to pull her foot away. "You don't like it?" he asked her seductively, as he ran his tongue down the side of her foot, and over her ankle bone. "N--n--no....It...it feels good....but that's not the point...when did you develop a foot fetish?" she asked, her bodys senses alive, and causing her to shiver at Max's assault on her feet with his tongue. Max's hands gently placed the foot on the bed as he knelt down next to her on the bed. His eyes smoldered as he gazed directly into Isabel's eyes. Love and lust were both there for her to see. He reached out and tucked Isabel's hair behind her ear, his hand lingering before moving to trace her cheek and jaw bone with his knuckles. His eyes moved to her mouth as the pad of his thumb lightly traced her lips. "You have beautiful lips...soft," he told her, his voice deep with desire. He ran his tongue over his own lips, raised the thumb that had caressed her lips to touch his own. "Max? What has gotten into you? I thought you had something you wanted to do," asked Isabel breathlessly as her eyes focused on Max's lips. "Shhhhh...I'm doing it now," Max whispered as he moved closer to her, and pressed his lips gently to hers, his hands cupping her face. Her lips parted to allow his access to her mouth. Their tongues teased one another as his hand began to wander her body, the image of her soft curves imprinted on his brain. Max's hand brushed Isabel's breast lightly, the nipple already hard underneath the fabric of her nightshirt. He slowly began to unbutton the closures as his mouth continued to enjoy hers. When the buttons were free, his hand slid the garmet to one side to barely touch then cup her breast. The moan he illicited from her encouraged him. His finger and thumb captured a raised nipple, applying gentle pressure as he rolled it between his fingers. Her mouth opened in silent pleasure as she sighed and sucked in her breath at his touch. "MMmmaaaaxxxx...." she hissed as his mouth began to press small kisses along her jaw...her flawless neck...to the swell of her breast...finally taking in the rosebud center and sucking it between his lips to worry it between his teeth. Isabel's head fell foreward as she placed a shaky hand on Max's hair, grasping the strands as her hips began to rock her inflamed body against the bed. "Hhhhuuuuuhhhhh," panted Isabel as Max's hand moved the top off of her shoulder to capture the other nipple, sucking it hard while his other hand slid down to cup her covered mound. Isabel's hands guided Max's head lower down her body, her scent rising to his nostrils as he reached her waistband. He looked up at her. "Were you wanting something special Isabel?" he asked her mischieviously, as his tongue left a wet trail to her belly button. He flicked it's pointed tip inside the little hole, and again he looked at her waiting for her response. "Don't make me beg Max...please..." said Isabel as she leaned back on her elbows and raised her hips. "I like it when you beg," he teased her as he pushed a finger under her waistband and down to her closely trimmed mound. "Tell me what you want," he teased her further while his finger barely touched her damp slit. Isabel's hips jerked at his touch and her legs parted. "Max!" "Tell me what you want, and I can make you feel really good...or don't tell me and..." he taunted as his finger traveled around her thighs....her belly...her swollen lower lips...anything his one torturous finger could reach within the confines of her shorts without giving her any real pleasure. "Well?" he asked as he pulled the waistband down with his other hand, kissing her heated skin just short of his intended destination. Isabel grasped the sheets as her legs bent, and pulled up. Max blew on her wet skin. "Oh shhhhiiii...I want...I want...oh gawd...I to feel your mouth...I want to feel you...I want...oh please..." she begged as her hips rocked. Max grinned like a cheshire cat. He slowly pulled her shorts down her long shapely legs, and cast them off. The air hit Isabel's wet over stimulated opening. "Awwww...Ohhh Max..." She was going to die if he didn't give her some relief soon. Max licked his lips as he looked down at the swollen dripping sight before him. He lowered his head and lightly kissed her inner thighs. The slightest touch sent Isabel's body into spasm. Max's tongue slid into Isabel's slit as he began to drink of her nectar. "Ohhh yessss...yessss...I need...ohhhh" Isabel cried out in pleasure. She began to fondle her breasts with one hand and guide Max's head with the other. Her hips were bucking wildly as Max placed a hand under her while using a finger on the other to further stimulate her nub. His tongue slid under her hooded clit and traced around it causing Isabel to come hard in his mouth with a silent cry. "I can't hear you Isabel," said Max as he went down on her again. She had come quickly the first time, now he intended to play with her. He pulled back and used his fingers to spread her fold apart, her honey dripping down her inviting opening. "If you could see what I see," he breathed before he thrust a finger deep inside of her, then another, and another while his thumb caressed and pressed her button. Isabel's eyes widened as her hands tangled in her hair. Sweat was forming between her heaving breasts and running down her sides. "Ohhh gawd Max...please no more...I can't...ooohhhhhh...don't st-stop..." Isabel moaned loudly as her fingers slid to her mouth, her back arching at what Max was doing to her. "Make up your mind Iz. Do you want me to stop," and he did. "Or do you want me to go on?" he asked her playfully as he continued on. He could feel her inner walls tightening around his fingers. Her eyes rolled back in her head as waves or pleasure washed over her. She couldn't even scream. It felt so good what Max was doing to her that she couldn't even scream. When Max thought she could stand no more, he bent and took her sensitive nub in his mouth, sucking it hard. He drove his tongue deep inside of her, drinking of her juices until her body could only quiver uncontrollably. Max ran his hand along her thigh, and along her body as he moved up next to her. He had not removed one stitch of his own clothing, but he had still given Isabel an incredible orgasmic experience just the same. Max smiled at the sated look on Isabel's face. "You look really good laying there with your top open, and partly on," he observed as he leaned down to kiss her shoulder. "Max...that was just so... that was really amazing, sighed Isabel turning on her side to face him. "Thank you." She kissed him softly on the lips, tasting herself along with his own delicious flavor. She licked her lips before deepening her kiss. Isabel rolled on top of Max, her top falling open to reveal her swollen gloves as she straddled him. "Your jeans are rubbing me raw Max," she hinted seductively as she rocked the raised object she sought encased in denim underneath her. "Then we should do something about that," said Max as he reached for the button on his pants. Isabel watched as Max undid the button then slowly unzipped the zipper over his straining member. "Maaax!" came Isabel's needful cry as she began to rock again, the jean material grazing her clit adding to her pleasure. Her reached down to touch herself as she watched Max finally release himself from the confines of his jeans. Isabel pulled the jeans off of Max, stopping to run her hand over the silken hardness that soon would ease her need. She threw the garmet to the floor, and reached for his shirt. Max held it down and shook his head. "Wait, you have on a shirt, and I'm going to be naked. I don't think that is fair at all," he said grinning as he slid a hand inside her shirt to capture and mold a full breast. Isabel's breath caught at his touch. She held his gaze as she rolled her shoulders back to allow the shirt to slide from her body, and down her arms. Tossing it to the floor she began to run her hands over his chest before bending and taking his mouth with her own. Max clutched her head in his hands as his tongue ravaged her mouth. Isabel moved so that her body slid down Max's body and she could take his member in her hand and caress him. "I love how silky soft it is," she whispered as she flicked a tongue over the length of him. Max hissed as Isabel encircled the head with her mouth, sucking in hard and then grazing her teeth along the skin as she popped it out of her mouth. "Jeeeeezzzzzz!" he managed to get out before she cupped his sacs and gently sucked one into her mouth. The warm wet heat felt soooo good. She let her teeth barely touch him before doing the same to the other. "Maaaxxxxx....what does Max want?" she asked quietly. "I want to feel.....ohhhhh..... your warm mouth all.... over," he panted as he grasped her head and thrust at her. Isabel smiled as she took his length into her mouth and moved up and down on him. "Oooohhhhh gawd...." he said as he closed his eyes a moment to relish the feel of her mouth sucking him. He blinked his eyes as he started to cum, watching her head bobbing as she went down on him like he was a fudge sicle, licking and sucking, catching everything he had more. Isabel raised up and smiled. "More?" She looked like the cat who ate the canary. "Yes, I want more, and I know you do too!" He was already hard for her again. That seemed to be something that was not a problem for him, being alien he could be ready for her quickly which suited them both happily. Max grabbed her and pulled her onto his already hard shaft, the length of him shoved to her very core. Isabel moaned into his mouth before sitting up and beginning her ride. Her hips undulated as her heavy breasts rose and fell with her easy actions. Max guided her hips with his hands as he watched her. She was beautiful when she lost herself this way, not that she took without giving because she gave as good as she got when it came to making love. Max's hand moved to her clit, and began to finger her as she rode. Isabel gasped with pleasure as Max sought to increase her pleasure and his. She was riding him faster now, rocking forward and then back so that her clit was served more by Max. "OoohhhhhmmmmmmMaaaaxxxxxx," she hissed, the moaning sounding primal with her desire. "Like that?" he asked her, knowing that she was. Isabel could barley nod. "Want more?" he asked her as he pinched her clit. "Aaahhhhh! Yessss!" the pitch of Isabel's voice rose as she closed her eyes in extreme pleasure. Max grinned wolfishly as he sat up to take her mouth again with his. He was sucking her mouth so intensely that Isabel gasped for air. "Max!" Max ran his fingers over her face in awe of how she made him feel. His love for her made his heart swell, and all he wanted to do was give her indescribable pleasure. Clutching her to him, he flipped them, and now he was on top. "Max...I love you Max..." Isabel whispered to him as he began to move in slow, deep thrust inside of her. Max smiled down at her as he brushed her brow with his lips. "I know...I love you too, Isabel." His movements became harder, the drawing back and thrusting forward deeper, yet unhurried as he felt her began to clinch her walls. He watched as her eyes began to glaze as her orgasm started rolling over her. "Let go Iz...let it happen..." he encouraged her as he sucked her nipple. "Huuuuuh....Maaaaxxx...pleaase Max....please...." she panted as she moved her hips with him, meeting his thrusts with those of her own until all went black. Max watched as her mouth opened in a silent 'O' then she collapsed. The little death. He stopped moving and began to gently kiss her. "My Isabel....my beautiful Isabel....I love you so very much," he whispered in her ear. Slowly Isabel became aware of Max's voice and her surroundings. "Max...oh Max....oh that was just..." she kissed him as a tear fell from her eye. "That good huh?" he asked her as he began to move in her again, this time to ease his own need. Isabel tightened her walls around Max's shaft and held tight as he pumped. "Izzzzz...." he hissed as she gripped him. She relaxed and let him move....whispering what he needed to hear...."Max....I want to feel your warmth fill me. I want to feel you lose yourself inside of me." Max pushed himself so deep inside of her they both thought he may go through her. "Izzz....Isabel...oh gawd Isabel..." Max groaned as he felt himself tighten and the blood boil down inside. He thrust harder and faster, pressing him body into Isabel, pushing her legs wider until suddenly he burst inside of her. "Maaaxxxx!" Isabel cried as he spurt his seed deep inside of her, the sensation spreading throughout her body as she came again. Max closed his eyes as he sighed with the release his body needed as he came long and hard inside of Isabel. He lay limp on her, his head laying on her heaving chest as she caressed his sweat drinched head. "Was I too hard?" he asked her as he struggled to regain his breath. "I don't know that you could be any...harder," she said sighing contentedly. Max looked at her. "You know that's not what I meant. Did I hurt you?" "You could never hurt me," she whispered as she touched his face. "Iz..." "Maaaxxx," she mocked him. "So you like the way I dried your toes?" he asked her grinning. She smiled. "Yeah. You know Max, you are awefully handy to have around." Max smiled as he leaned in to kiss her. "I love you handy man," she said softly between kisses. End