“I want you.”
“Soon,” I promised her, before I went back to feast on her. I could do this to the end of time and still never have enough. Tavi made no protest as I teased her until her next crest. Oh yeah, give me all your O’s baby. I’ll happily eat her out until the rapture, and then maybe longer.
Tavi
I heard Van giggling after the smell of toast woke me. Panic flooded my system and I shot out of bed, hoping Van hadn’t tried to make me breakfast in bed again. The last time he’d almost burnt the entire kitchen down.
Grabbing a shirt of Maverick’s from his top drawer, I pulled it on and moved out of the bedroom to find Van at the table, playing with his toys, with a plate of food in front of him, half eaten and Maverick lounging back in his chair, watching him.
I looked toward the kitchen, only to find it wasn’t on fire.
“Good morning,” Maverick said, smirking at my appearance. “Get a good night’s sleep?”
I could feel my cheeks flush at the memory of him going down on me until I passed out and then the memory of waking up to find him gone had goosebumps lighting up my skin and a fresh curl of humiliation coiling tight in my stomach.
“Good morning, Maverick.”
His smile dropped just before I turned on my heel and headed toward the kitchen. I could hear him follow behind. I moved about to start on my own breakfast, to busy my hands, but Maverick was there, his hands on my hips, squeezing, and sending signals down to my clit.
“You look good in my shirt,” he said into my neck. “Better than me, that’s for sure.”
I leaned back into his arms, feeling his hands drift from my thighs, lifting the shirt up before his hand was cupping my pussy. Fingers slid up and down my folds, dipping between them.
I moaned as softly as I could so Van didn’t come in here. “You left me alone.”
“I had to answer a call from the Prez,” he said in my ear. “That’s the only thing that would have been able to pull me away from you.”
I turned in his arms, looking up into his eyes. “You could have said something.”
“I didn’t want to say goodbye to you,” he admitted, placing a kiss on my jaw, leading down my neck.
I pushed him back, taking a look at Van who was watching something on the TV while still playing with his toys, before I shoved Maverick back against the wall. Dropping to my knees, I undid his jeans and freed his cock.
Maverick’s hands went to my hair, holding me back from taking him into my mouth. “You don’t have to do this, Tavi.”
“I want to,” I said softly, before I fisted the base of his cock and ran my tongue down the underside of his length. Maverick stifled his moan, throwing his head back against the wall. His fingers dug into my scalp, my hair tangled around his thick fingers as he moved his hips up and down, pumping his cock down my throat. The width of him was surprising, but it only spurred me on more to take him deeper. I wanted him to come hard, unexpectedly. I wanted him to come down my throat, and then I wanted him to throw me against the wall and fuck me like I was the only woman he’d ever want again.
I’d wanted that since the moment I met him five years ago. Even though I knew how dangerous it was. If he found out who I was…we could be out on our ass and Hardy could come for me. I’d never survive it. He would make sure of it.
I must have stopped my rhythm because Maverick hesitated, his brow furrowed as he looked down at me. Shaking my head, I took him fully down my throat, gagging around his cock. Maverick fisted my hair and pulled me back, before slowly doing it again and again, until I no longer gagged. My mouth and throat felt so full with every bob, the way it accommodated him, like it was always meant to be there, like he was made for me.
“Fuck,” he grunted, his tone low so not to rouse Van. “Baby, you’re going to make me come.”
Good.
I nodded, taking him deep, my tongue flat to let him go deeper still. Maverick stiffened, before I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I moved back a bit to allow his cock to spurt into my mouth rather than straight down my throat. Hot, salty cum spilled over my tongue, and I swallowed it down eagerly, sucking him clean before he rested his head against the wall. His fingers disentangled from my hair, and slowly, he hooked his fingers under my chin.
I rose from my knees and stood in front of him, a wicked grin on my face at having him come so hard.
“That mouth’s going to be the end of me one day,” he said with a smirk. “I don’t think I want to know how you could be so good at it.”
I shrugged. “I’ve never actually wanted to do it before.”
His smirk died instantly and his eyes latched onto me with an intensity that startled me. “Are you telling me he forces you to do that to him?”
I really didn’t want to talk about Hardy right now, so I turned my back to him. That was a mistake. Maverick’s hands were on my hips, squeezing, his breath hot on my ear.
“Don’t you ever let a man force you to do anything you don’t want,” he growled, making my already wet pussy throb. “I’ll killanyone who tries to hurt you or Van. Matter of fact, I don’t want to think about any dick going in that mouth, but mine.”
