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“Get there, Maverick. I am fucking close, baby.” I hiss as my balls start to draw up and my spine tingles, a telltale sign of my impending orgasm.

His hand takes ahold of his throbbing veiny cock, and it is mouthwatering seeing him jack off. His fingers tighten around the shaft, as he pumps up and down in time with my thrusts.

“Yes, fuck. Oh shit, I am coming,” he pushes out between clenched teeth.

Then he comes, coating his stomach and chest with his thick cum.

I thrust harder a few more times, then I explode, filling the condom as I pulse inside of him. He moans deep in the back of his throat as more cum spurts from the slit in his cock.

Never have I seen that with any man I have been with before, but holy shit that was sexy.

Spent, and panting, I pull from his body, and we both groan at the loss of the feelings that we have caused between us. Stepping into his bathroom, I remove the condom, dropping it in the trash then wetting a washcloth that is on the sink.

I catch my reflection in the mirror, and I can’t help but smile. My cheeks are red and shining from sweat. My hair is darker from being damp, and my eyes are bright, brighter than they have been in a while and that is because of Maverick.

Who knew that I would end up fucking a biker.

Cleaning myself up, I step back into the bedroom to clean up the man who looks like he has passed out on his bed.

He flinches when I run the cloth over him, his eyes peeling open to look up at me.

“Thanks.”

He looks at me like he wants to ask me to stay, but I have no doubt that Maverick never lets people sleep in his bed. So, I take that out of his hands and broach the subject for him.

“Not going to beat around the bush here, Maverick; do you want me to stay or go? I like you, I really do, and what we just did was fucking hot, but I will not be a dirty secret. We can see where this could go, or I can walk out that door and we will go back to being what we were before we fucked.”

My heart seizes in my chest waiting for him to speak up, but on the outside I am not giving anything away. Maverick moves to the edge of the bed, spreads his thighs, pulling me between them, his hands on the backs of my thighs, his thumbs brushing up and down.

“Never thought I would want a relationship, babe, I was more than happy to fuck anything that made my dick twitch but when I saw you, I felt something. What it was I was not sure, but it has grown the more I see you. I need you to know before we go any further that I do crave a pussy as much as I crave a cock. If that is something that you can’t handle, then we can’t go any further.

“I have never kept it from the people I have slept with, but so far, I have never needed to disclaim it in a relationship before. I am going in blind here, Cal. We can either fuck a woman between us, or I can get pussy on my own, but?—”

I growl when he says that, and I inch forward, gripping his face between my hands, dipping my head so we are nose to nose.

“You will not fuck anyone without me. I am more than happy to share a pussy with you, because, Maverick, I crave it too. I would rather find a woman to settle between us full time, but a random fuck… I am getting too fucking old to be screwing random women. I will try this with you, babe, but you need to try also. If you plan to fuck around with others, then this will not work.”

He leans in, kissing me.

“I’m game.” He smiles, and it makes my heart skip a beat at how handsome he is. “We find someone we want and go for it.”

His words are final, and my soul and dick couldn’t be more fucking happy, well they will be when we find a woman.

Never would I have guessed that I would connect with someone like Maverick on such a deep level in such a short time, but I know we have a long road in front of us.

CHAPTER FIVE

MAVERICK

Kissing the head of the dark-haired beauty who sits on my lap playing on her phone, I take in her scent that makes my heart beat with reason. She is such a big part of my life, my saving grace on days when I need someone to help push the dark fog away, after looking for dirty sick fuckers online.

She has been through so much, and I will kill any fucker who dares hurt her again, and I will gladly die protecting her.

Looking up, I see Astrid with her eyes glued to the screen in front of her, and her fingers dancing over the keyboard, tracking down some scumbags who are scamming people out of their pensions.

“Uncle Mav, my hair.”

Astrid giggles but keeps her focus on the screen.

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