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Lily
As I pulled his delicious cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue back and forth, Maverick threw his head back.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, panting like a dog after a few seconds.
He had his hand on the top of my head, massaging my scalp aimlessly. I had a feeling he was already floating in a moment of rapture, barely able to concentrate. Good. I wanted him on edge, salivating for all of me.
I took my time, rolling my fingers around the base of his cock, creating enough friction his body was already shaking. I was still surprised that being with him allowed me to feel free, as if I didn’t have a care in the world. While it couldn’t be any further from the truth, tonight it just didn’t matter.
As I jerked his jeans down even further, he stared down at me with lust in his eyes. They managed to twinkle in the unusual lighting, illuminating his entire gorgeous physique as if he were a god. I opened my mouth wider, trying to relax my throat as I sucked on his shaft, immediately pressing my hand between his legs. The moment I wrapped my fingers around his swollen balls, he fisted my hair, his chest heaving.
“Be careful teasing me.”
I adored the way he was trying to take possession, his entire body tense from the pleasure I was providing. I’d wanted to do this since he’d dragged me around the dancefloor. Then again, we’d both had carnal activities on our minds.
As soon I took him down another two inches, struggling to breathe, he took over, pushing down my head until my bottom lip rested against my hand. I squeezed his testicles with enough force he issued several growls.
“Damn it, woman. So hot.” His words were almost slurred, and it had nothing to do with alcohol.
As he started to fuck my mouth in earnest, rolling onto the balls of his boots, I closed my eyes. The tip was shoved against the back of my throat, pre-cum already trickling. The taste of him was sweet yet tangy and I continued to sweep my tongue back and forth. I knew he wouldn’t allow himself to come in my mouth, his other needs far too potent.
Seconds later, he proved me right, yanking me to my feet. Then he pointed his index finger at my face, shaking his head. “Do not move.”
I folded my arms, giving him a heated look as he struggled to remove his boots and jeans. Before he had a chance to toss them aside, I backed away, teasing him even more by unbuttoning my jean skirt, peeling away the two sides and allowing him to see a hint of my crimson thong. Then I grabbed at my boots, not nearly as graceful as I’d hoped in fighting to get them off. When I tossed them aside, I heard Sam whimper from somewhere behind us.
Maverick let off a heady growl, the sound savage and delicious. The man now completely naked, I swallowed hard as he slowly lowered his head. “Take it off,” he commanded.
“Nope.”
“Then I’ll rip it off.”
“Not if you can’t catch me.” I took off running through the house, trying to find a place to hide. When I threw my head over my shoulder a few seconds later, I was surprised I didn’t see him on my heels. I bit back a laugh, still shocked that I was enjoying being around him as much as I was. Maybe he’d become my respite, allowing me the ability to pretend I was someone else.
I raced into a room, trying to figure out which way to go. When I thought I heard him, I bolted through another door into the kitchen. I backed up by a few inches. Then a delicious fragrance wafted into my system.
That was a split second before he tossed me over his shoulder, immediately yanking at the tough denim.
“You’re so mean.” I pummeled my fists against his back as he easily tugged the skirt down my legs. No amount of my kicking stopped him from being able to rip it off. When he started walking through the house, I could swear he was whistling. What? I lifted my head, trying to figure out where he was going. The house was huge, designed almost as if a maze.
I continued smacking my fists into his back, fighting hard enough I almost managed to slip out of his hold.
“Eh. Bad girl.” He cracked his hand on my bottom several times, the sound just as startling as his action.
“Stop it.”
“Nope. You need to learn.”
“Oh, you. I’ll get you for this.” As he brought his hand down several more times, I was suddenly breathless, crazy numbers of stars floating in front of my eyes.
“We’ll see,” he growled, resuming whistling some tune. There was no doubt he was enjoying himself tremendously.
I jerked up, gasping for air as real pain tore through me. He wasn’t kidding with what he was doing, trying to remind me that he was the big man. When he stopped short, I struggled to find out what he was doing. Then I heard a sound and felt the cold night air wafting in.
The second he walked outside, I was floored, shuddering immediately.
“What are you doing?” I asked, pushing against his back to try to see anything.
“You’ll see.” He kept walking. He kept whistling. “Oh, you better close your eyes and hold your nose.”
