I let out a gasp at the contact.
I feel myself getting wetter the longer he strokes my clit.
I move my hands to undo the button of his jeans, and he shifts his hips enough for me to pull his cock out.
I wrap my hand around him, loving the feel of his hard cock.
When we both pull back from the kiss, we lock eyes as I move my body so his cock is at my entrance. Slowly I slide myself down as my mouth falls open at the feel.
“Fuck,” he bites out.
He puts his hands up my hips as he helps me fuck myself on his cock and leans forward to take a nipple into his mouth.
A low moan escapes me.
One hand moves back to my clit. “Come for me, baby,” he rumbles.
I feel my walls tightening around him as an orgasm hits me.
When the wave is over, he flips us so I’m on my back. I notice he’s still hard.
“That’s one. I want another one from you, baby,” he says as he fucks me slowly until the sensitivity passes.
“More,” I moan out.
Once the words leave my mouth, he fucks into me harder and faster.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he rasps.
When he moves to his knees and lifts my legs in the air, the angle changes and he hits that sweet spot inside of me that has me seeing stars.
It only takes a few more thrusts before I feel myself tightening around him again.
This time he follows me over the edge, and I feel his hot release inside of me. I never knew I loved the feeling of him coming inside of me until we stopped using condoms.
He falls onto his elbows on top of me, being careful not to crush me with his weight, as he lightly bites and kisses my shoulder.
“That was what I needed,” I say through panting.
He chuckles. “Glad I could be of service.”
There’s a knock at the door before I can respond.
“Now that you guys are done, mom and the aunts are asking for you two downstairs,” my sister shouts through the door.
I cover my face with an arm before letting out an embarrassed groan.
Maverick chuckles before sliding out of me and getting up.
“We better head down,” he says while helping me up.
“Just let me clean myself up again, and then I’ll go down,” I say.
“I need a shower anyways,” he says before heading to my bathroom and climbing into the shower.
I don’t think as I climb in with him, and we both get washed up.
We don’t speak since I’m not sure what to say after what happened.
