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“Yeah, Sweets, I’m good. And I’m about to be even more so because I’m going to finally get a taste of you,” he tells me, his voice dropping a bit to a husky tone that sends shivers down my spine.
My lips part on a breath. “You still want to—”
Maverick doesn’t give me a chance to finish what I was going to say. He presses his lips to mine and whispers, “are between your legs. Taste the sweetness that’s all you, and I’m going to fuck you with my tongue and fingers.”
“What if I want more?” I find myself murmuring against his lips.
I don’t miss the way his body jolts. Maverick pulls back just enough to hold my gaze. “You want that? Want me to fuck you, Nevaeh?”
“I want everything,” I answer him honestly. “I want you, Maverick, but I’m scared. I don’t know what I’m doing and everything in my past—”
Maverick kisses me again, stopping me from saying anything further. He slides his tongue, claiming my mouth in the way only he knows how, dominating the kiss. When he breaks away, I’m left breathless, staring at him in a haze of longing.
“Nevaeh, if you want more, I’ll give you whatever the fuck you want. We’ll start with what I said, and if it goes further, then it goes further. At any time, you just gotta tell me to stop, and I fuckin’ well will. Got me?”
“Yeah.” I nod.
“Good.”
Leaning back in, Maverick kisses me once more, rolls us to our sides, and then takes me over him so that I’m straddling his waist. My core presses into his hardness. The only thing between us is the fabric of my shorts and his boxers. I want there to be no barriers, but I don’t want to stop kissing him either.
Maverick’s fingers roam along my back and it feels amazing, even more so when his hands reach underneath my shirt, taking it up and then over my head completely. Our lips breaking long enough for him to do this. Next, he unhooks my bra and slides the straps off my shoulders. He presses me back a smidge to pull the material from between us. Then he pulls me flush against him again, our fronts pressing against each other, my nipples spike harder, and I know I’ve soaked my panties.
After a while, Maverick rolls me to my back, breaks his lips from mine, and starts kissing his way down, peppering kisses along my jaw, and neck until he gets to my breasts. He cups both in his hands, his fingers grazing over my nipples. It’s intoxicating, and he hasn’t even done anything yet. But not even a second later, he flicks his tongue across one of my nipples. Moaning, I arch into him, loving the feel of him doing this.
“Maverick,” I moan, unsure of what to do with my hands, but I still do what feels right. I sink them in his hair, earning a groan of approval.
So many feelings with him only going between sucking and flicking my nipples, rotating between the two while also toying with the one he doesn’t have in his mouth. It’s hot. It’s wonderful. And it’s driving me to the edge which I didn’t know was even possible. I swear I could have an orgasm from his toying with my breasts. But I want more.
“Maverick, please,” I groan.
Maverick lifts his head and meets my gaze. “Please, what, Sweets? What do you need?”
“I want . . .” I swallow and lick my lips. “I want more. I need more of you.”
“You ready for me to play with your pussy?”
Oh god, the baritone of his voice drops even more.
“Yes.” I nod.
“Then you’ll get what you want, baby. Just lean back and enjoy every bit that I intend to give you,” Maverick says and blows a breath of air against one of my nipples. “But I gotta admit, I love playing with these tits, Sweets. You’re so damn responsive, and later on, I intend to play with your tits some more, and I might just do it until you come for me. However, that’ll wait because I’m more than ready to have my mouth on your pussy.”
Taking his time, he again presses kisses, moving downward, but he stops on my stomach, and tears sting my eyes as I lift on my elbows to see what he’s doing. Maverick uses his tongue, eyes meeting mine. He trails the tip along the words scarred in my belly. He does this slowly, erotically, and I know what he’s doing, and I fall for him all the more. He’s wiping away, in his way, the memories of the past.
Once he finishes there, he finally descends down to wear he undoes the button and zipper of my shorts. Maverick pulls away enough to yank my shorts down, taking my panties with them. Clearing them from my legs, he settles them over his shoulders.
“Hmm,” Maverick groans and rubs his nose against my slit. “Fuck me, Sweets. I love the smell of you.”
A shiver courses through my body, and the way he says this, his breath touching just the right spot.
Maverick swipes his tongue over my clit, and I fall backward, my body arching upward at the sensation of it all. Everything from there blurs, and my mind stops thinking. In this moment, it’s only Maverick and me. Me and him. No one else fits. We’re together, and that’s all that matters. It’s beautiful, and I love every minute of it. The way Maverick uses his tongue, his fingers, it’s out of this world. My orgasm builds and rushes through me. It’s pure bliss, but I want more. No, I need more. I need to feel connected to Maverick.
“Maverick,” I moan.
“Yeah, baby,” he murmurs, swiping his tongue through my slit once more.
My body is quaking still from the orgasm he gave me, and I struggle to lean up, but I manage to do it. I meet his gaze and lick my lips. “I need you inside me.”
