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I roll my eyes. "Why do guys say that like it's supposed to turn us on or something?"
Maverick nonchalantly shrugs with a small smile and leisurely strides further into the room, locking the door behind him. With a calculated stride, he walks toward the Bluetooth speaker, plugging in his iPhone without glancing at me or answering my question. The melodic tune of "Can’t Help Falling in Love" the cover by NOURI and Cam Noble gently flows through the speakers, filling the room with a delicate ambiance. He sits behind me, and with a gentle pull, he pulls me onto his lap. I can sense the warmth emanating from his body and feel its soft touch on my skin, creating an almost tangible connection between us.
He whispers in my ear, "Just paint, Tink."
* * *
Maverick
Ifeel her heart race against my chest. I plaster my chest against her back, inhaling her peach scent that instantly gets me hard. Her chest heaves as I rub against the curve of her ass, searching for any kind of relief. Slowly, my fingers hook on the inside of her panties, and she lifts her ass as I drag them down to the ground. Licking my lips, I slip two fingers into her tight, wet heat, making it easy to move inside. I groan and lightly nip her shoulder, enjoying the way her pussy clenches around my fingers. I want to be down between her legs, tasting her. Her head is nestled against my chest, and her fingers still tightly grip the paintbrush as if it is a lifeline. The softness of her skin against my lips makes me smile as I press a gentle kiss against it, savoring the moment of intimacy and connection.
"Oh, God." Scar gives a small cry. My eyes are drawn to the paintbrush in her hand that hangs suspended mid-air, and I halt my movements.
"Wh-what are you doing?" She gasps in shock.
My frustration rises as I grit my teeth and repeat my earlier instruction. "I specifically told you not to stop painting." With a hoarse voice, I demand, "Sing for me, Tink."
My bottom lip clamps between my teeth when she opens her mouth and sings along with the chorus. When she hits that high note I love so much, I slide my sweats down past my hips and slip my dick into her pussy and thrust. I rock back and forth, slowly moving in sync with the beat of the music. When her voice becomes breathier, I know she’s close. To help move her along to her bliss, I slide my thumb over her clit and stroke like holding a paintbrush. I close my eyes when the familiar sensation builds. I buck my hips faster until I’m pushing us over the edge.
“Ricky,” she pants out as she jerks against my body.
My heart races as every muscle in my body tightens. "I love you," I breathe out, struggling to catch my breath. I hiss when I pull out of her and wrap her arms around my neck with a tenderness that only she possesses. I felt her lips against mine, and she whispered, "I love you."
As I pull away, I gaze deeply into her eyes and see the love and adoration she has for me shining through. It's as if every emotion she has ever felt for me is reflected in her beautiful eyes. I am filled with warmth and contentment, and my heart swells with love for her.
I glance over her shoulder and can't help but grin mischievously when what’s on the canvas in front of me resembles amateurish strokes and clumsy smudges. It reminds me of the artwork of a young child— the kind that parents proudly display on refrigerators.
Scar watches my every move and spins around, fixing her gaze on me. A cunning grin spreads across her face.
I lean in closer and tenderly kiss her lips, feeling the warmth of her breath. The sensation is electrifying. "I have no idea what you're talking about," I say, smiling against her mouth.
"Mmm," she hums playfully.
Suddenly, Shaun's sleepy voice echoes behind the door. "Mom? Ricky?"
Scar rubs her ass against my junk, giggling, and with a graceful movement, she stands up and walks toward the door. Watching her stride away, I feel a sense of peace and belonging, as if I've finally found my way back home.
* * *
Scar
Icarefully wrap Shaun in his thick, cozy coat, gloves, and hat, making sure he is dressed warm enough for the chilly weather. As I step outside, a gust of cold air hits me, and I feel the snow crunching under my boots with every step I take. Ricky opens the door for us, and I make my way to the car, feeling the cold air nipping at my cheeks and nose.
We sink into the car’s leather seats, and Ricky reaches over and turns on the heat, the warm air quickly enveloping us. Outside, the snow is relentless, creating a whiteout that makes it difficult to see the road.
We finally arrive at my parent's house, relieved to have made it safely. As I step out of the car, I can’t help but smile at the beauty of the snow-covered landscape. As I open the car door, the icy air rushes in, biting my cheeks and nose. I wrap my scarf tighter around my face, taking in the stunning winter wonderland. The snow has blanketed everything in sight, creating a sparkling white landscape that is beautiful and serene. The trees lining the street are weighed down with snow, their branches bending under the weight.
“Mom? Can we build a snowman later?" Shaun asks, his voice bubbling with energy.
"Yeah, monster."
"Yippie!" he exclaims.
Ricky chuckles deeply and wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close. "I love that kid," he says, his eyes shining with warmth.
Looking up at him, I'm struck again by how handsome he is. "He loves you too," I reply softly, a tender smile on my lips. Ricky leans down and gives me a gentle kiss, and I feel my heart swell with love for him.
As we approach the house, Mom greets us with a big smile. "Oh, thank God, you made it safely. We were worried the roads would keep you away."
