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“I’ll go first!”

A small smile formed on her lips. “Don’t get too excited,” she told him, but he was already ripping into the paper. He felt like a kid at Christmas.

Maverick burst out laughing when he saw what it was. One of his missing tape measures.

“I was wondering what happened to this.”

“I sort of hid of it.”

“You don’t say…”

She shrugged unapologetically.

“Okay, you next,” he encouraged.

Giving him the side-eye, she unwrapped her gift much more slowly than he had. She paused when she saw the jeweler’s name imprinted on the top of the lid, then lifted the top like a snake might jump out at her.

A small gasp escaped her lips when she saw the earrings, then she looked up at him with a scowl.

“Goddammit, Pete. Why?Why?! We had a deal. I let the flowers slide, but this… this is too much.”

He noticed that lately she only called him Pete when she was upset with him.

“Okay. Hold on. I got these when I bought your engagement and wedding rings, so this was planned months ago, before you made the ‘no gifts’ rule.”

He didn’t mention they were supposed to be a first-year anniversary gift before adding, “Why don’t you try them on before you get too mad at me.”

She did just that, then looked in the mirror on the wall and stomped her foot like a petulant child. .

“Maaaan, they’re beautiful.” Then she begrudgingly added, “Thank you.”

He chuckled, “You’re welcome.”

“Are you ready for dessert?”

He was, but probably not the kind she was referring to.

“Yeah, let me help,” he answered, picking up their finished plates to follow her into the kitchen.

Setting the dishes on the counter next to the sink, he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her onto the granite island.

“I told you that your pussy is my favorite dessert,” he said as he tugged on her yoga pants.

She didn’t argue, just leaned back on her elbows and lifted her butt to help him take her leggings and panties off.

He spread her legs wide and sat down on the bar stool in front of her, grinning like a fat cat with a bowl of cream.

“You look downright delectable, sweetheart.”

He wasted no time and dove head-first between her thighs. His tongue leisurely explored her folds as she mewled her appreciation of his performance. When he circled her clit and pressed a finger inside, she arched off the stone with a soft moan, then slid her hands across the smooth surface, as if seeking purchase when he rapidly flicked his tongue back and forth while adding a second finger.

“Oh my god!”

Her body went taut, and he knew she was close, so he replaced his tongue with his other hand in order to polish her pearl with more pressure.

“Come for me, Olivia. I want to taste my delicious wife.”

“Maverick! Yes! Oh god, just like that!”

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