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One glance at Reid and I quickly discover he’s having a similar problem.
The second she rests her head against me, I’m pretty sure she falls asleep.
“You gonna admit that you want her yet?” I ask with a know-all smirk playing on my lips.
“Fuck off. I was just trying to help.”
“How generous of you,” I mutter, turning my back on him and walking down the hallway toward my room.
I’m just about to turn toward it when I pause.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, proving he’s watching.
“Nothing,” I mutter, doing a one-eighty and returning her to the room she ran from.
Something tells me that despite running, the place she wants to be right now is beside her husband.
With a sigh, I step inside the room with her still in my arms before lowering her into the middle of the bed.
A light still on in the adjoining bathroom allows me to see her clearly with Reid’s tank ruched up around her waist, exposing her tiny panties.
Reaching down, I squeeze my dick.
Sensing her presence, a still passed-out Mav reaches for her. His fingers find hers and they twist together as if they were made for each other.
The sight hits like a baseball bat across the chest.
They’re meant to be together. They’re married. Mav has been the one trying to put her back together all this time. She’s right with everything she’s said about him. He’s done everything he can think of to try and make her life better; he just doesn’t realize that in trying to be a better man than those she’s known, he’s been denying her a part of life she craves in a way he could never understand. At least, not until he experiences and sees the way she responds.
I stand there for the longest time watching them sleep. I should probably feel like a creep, but I don’t. And when I finally move, it’s not toward the door. Instead, I crawl onto the bit of space left on the edge of the bed and tuck myself against Alana’s hot little body, ensuring her ass is tucked right against my dick.
29
MAVERICK
“Oh God,” Alana whimpers, making my heart jump into my throat.
I’m about to reach for her when reality slams into me, or more so her ass grinds back against my morning wood.
“Yes, right there.”
“Fuck, you’re squeezing my fingers so tight, little dove.”
The second the deep voice hits my ears, my eyes fly open. And the moment my surroundings become clear, I discover that I’m staring into a mischievous dark pair as he peppers kisses along my wife’s shoulder.
Anger surges through me, mixing with the desire that’s already turning my blood to lava just from hearing her cry out.
My lips part to say something, but he shakes his head, his eyes urging me to go with it.
I shouldn’t. It’s wrong.
But fuck… do I want to.
Still trapped in his warning stare, I gently roll my hips.
I have to bite back a moan at how good her ass feels against me.
‘Enjoy it. She wants it,’ JD mouths, before kissing back up her shoulder until he’s nuzzling her neck.
