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Her entire being zinged with the electricity of her impending orgasm as he took her higher and higher. Then with a long moan, her body spasmed as she floated back down.
He quickly dispatched his own jeans and boxer-briefs and slid between her thighs as he put his arms on either side of her body.
Holding her shoulders, he slid inside her with one thrust.
“Fuuuuck,” he growled as he pistoned his hips, plunging in and out.
She clung to his broad back and moaned her agreement. She loved the masculine, woodsy scent of his skin as he drove into her pussy, hitting just the right spot so another orgasm began to build in her belly.
His mastery of her body had her coming again at the same time he exploded inside her with a feral grunt. Just the sound of him coming could probably make her orgasm—it was so damn sexy.
Like everything else about him.
They’d just gotten dressed when his phone chimed the alert for the camera at the door.
He grinned at her with a wink. “Perfect timing.”
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Olivia
It was ten o’clock at night when she finished feeding and changing Sawyer. She rocked him in the rocking chair in the corner by the book shelf that now overflowed with books.
As word of Maverick’s new son had spread to his family and colleagues, presents started pouring in. Many followed the new trend that she loved of including a book in lieu of a card. It was such a cozy area—she could picture herself reading to him on the rug when he got older. Or Sawyer studying books for hours by himself, like she used to when she was a child.
It made her sad when she realized she wouldn’t be here when he got older.
It’s okay, he has a great room at my place with plenty of books.
Granted, the difference between her house and Maverick’s was like a Hilton hotel versus a Ritz-Carlton. While Hiltons were perfectly comfortable, they were nothing like a stay at the Ritz.
She gently laid him in his crib and watched him sleep for a few minutes.
“Goodnight little one,” she said softly before clicking the light off and going into her room to change into the sexy pajama set Rose had sent her as a gift for the bridal shower she refused to have.
After brushing her hair and teeth, she slipped her robe on and headed down the hall. Halfway to Maverick’s room, it hit her.
Was she being presumptuous? They’d never discussed their sleeping arrangements. Last night might have been a one-off. Yeah, they’d called a truce, but that didn’t necessarily mean he wanted her in his bed every night. He hadn’t extended the invitation.
The closer she got to his room, the more she doubted what she was doing.
When she opened the door and found his room dark, with soft snoring sounds coming from his bed, she realized the idea had been solely one-sided on her part.
Olivia quickly backed out and closed the door. She could tell her cheeks were red from embarrassment. God, she was glad he was asleep. How humiliating wouldthathave been?
Of course, he would have been polite, probably even welcoming. But they were obviously on different pages about what this truce meant.
Still, their time together since calling the truce had been wonderful, so she was going to get up tomorrow expecting more of the same. After all, the clock was ticking on their arrangement, and she was going to enjoy it while it lasted.
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Maverick
He’d been sitting in bed doing some work on his tablet while he waited for Olivia to finish nursing Sawyer. Occasionally, he’d glance up and watch her on the baby monitor with his son, and his heart would skip a beat.
My little family.
Once she shut the nursery lights off, he waited for her to walk through the bedroom door.
