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Then each night he’s slept with me tucked to him and that’s how I’ve woken in the morning. The best part of this is I’ve never felt so safe and warm. It’s as if his presence keeps the demons haunting my dreams at bay.
Maverick slows to a jog. The closer he gets to me, a smirk forms on his face, making him hotter. When he makes it to me, his shadow blocks out the sun and I glance up. I take my time soaking in his hotness the entire time. Then he squats down next to me, meeting my gaze through those shades of his.
“You get a good look, Sweets?” he asks, that smirk of his toying at his lips.
“It was a good view,” I answer brazenly, though my heart slams in my chest nervously. I can’t help but feel nervous because I want him so much. I also don’t know how to express what I want to him.
“My view was way better.” He grins, squats down next to my chair, leans in, and presses his mouth to mine. He opens against my lips, guiding mine to follow suit. He uses his tongue to slip in and tangle with mine. I tighten my legs together, feeling myself getting wet. Every time he touches me, kisses me, it’s like this.
Just as quick as he kisses me, he pulls away. He takes my hand and stands, bringing me with him.
“Come on, Sweets, time to get in the water and cool off.”
“But . . .” I don’t get another word out. Not when he gives me that look. The one that says . . . well, I don’t know what it says, but I can only guess wicked thoughts.
Following Maverick into the water, he takes us waist deep. With the water calm, there’s hardly any waves. Hands on my hips, Maverick lifts me until I wrap my legs around his waist, my slit pressing against his hardness.
A groan slips from my lips at the friction of him touching me there, even through our swimsuits.
“I love that sound, Nevaeh,” Maverick remarks, palming my ass in his hands, and rubbing himself against me. “I’d love nothing more than to sink inside you here and now.”
My lips part with a breath, and I stare at him while squeezing my legs around him. This I couldn’t stop myself from doing because I wanted that too. More than anything, but I’m scared.
“You like that idea, don’t you?” he asks, voice dropping to a husky growl that turns me on even more.
“I want that.” I breathe, lick my lips, and tell him the truth. “I want you, Maverick. More than anything, I want to feel everything you can give me, but I’m scared, nervous, and frightened. So much so I don’t know what to do. The only experience there is, is what happened to me when . . . you know.”
“Told you, Nevaeh, we’re taking this at your pace,” Maverick murmurs and presses a tender kiss to my lips. “We take this as slow as you need. But I’m not going to stop kissing or touching you. Fuck, if I knew you could handle it, I’d give you my fingers.”
“Give me your fingers?” I arch a brow, not understanding what he’s talking about.
“Yeah, my fingers.” Sliding one hand around and between us, he cups me between my legs and runs one along my slit, drawing a gasp from my lips. “I want to finger fuck your pussy, Sweets. I also want to taste you with my tongue, flicking across that clit of yours.”
“I want that,” I blurt out before I can stop myself. It’s also true and honest. I want him and everything he wants to give me.
The grin on Maverick’s face turns to a full-blown smile, one that can only be classified as panty melting hot.
“You want my fingers?” he asks, sliding a finger over me through the fabric of my swimsuit.
“Yes,” I whisper, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth.
“Then you can have them.” Maverick leans in and presses his lips to mine. At the same time pushes the fabric between my legs to the side and eases one finger inside.
He does some type of hook thing with his finger that has me breaking the kiss on a gasp.
Maverick adds a second finger with the first and my hips move on their own accord. It’s as if they take on a life of their own. The way Maverick scissors his fingers and hooks them while driving them in and out of my entrance it’s enough to drive me wild and has me panting. It doesn’t take long before something I’ve never felt before threatens to wash over me.
“That’s it, Sweets, let me watch you come for me.” Maverick’s voice takes on a throaty sound that has my body reacting to him, and I do just as he says.
The orgasm washes over me as I call out his name. Maverick keeps going and encourages me, speaking sweet words between kisses as it overtakes me.
“Maverick,” I whisper his name and go to say something about how good it felt when someone beat me to the punch.
“You two gonna quit fuckin’ in the water and come up to the house? We’ve got visitors,” Pirate announces from the shoreline.
Visitors?
Maverick makes a sound in the back of his throat I’ve come to realize he makes when he’s annoyed or getting frustrated. He takes the time to readjust the fabric back in place over me. “When we finish this shit, I want you in our bed, your legs spread, my mouth between them, and you making all those sounds you made just now.”
