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“Best fucking woman ever. Mav will be sorry he missed this, but he will get his time.”
I smile against his skin, as sleep takes me under, feeling sated and happy.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
MAVERICK
My body feels like lead. Every muscle aches, every joint feels like it is rusted shut.
The hunt last night took all fucking night, but we got the fucks who attacked Darcy’s store and the old man’s place and hurt him. When we found them, we stormed their little hide-out. It was jacked up like some little boys’ cave, with consoles, games, a fucking air-hockey machine, and some other kid shit, which they bought with the money they stole.
Turning my bike into Darcy’s driveway, I am bone-tired but excitement curls in my gut at the thought of seeing her. Thanks to Cal keeping me updated, I know that she is pissed at me for not texting to check on her, Cal berated me for that too, but I got lost. Fuck, ask my brothers’ Ol’ Ladies.
I will make it up to her.
I park my bike next to Cal’s patrol car, which makes me smile. Some people would find it strange that I am not jealous that he stayed the night, no doubt fucking her like he said he wanted to.
Hell, I want to fuck her good and hard, and if I can get into her good graces this morning, she might let me fuck her then have a few hours’ sleep with her wrapped in my arms, since it is her day off.
Lucky fucking me.
Removing my helmet, I walk up to her door, knocking and waiting for her to answer.
When she opens the door, my tongue gets stuck to the roof of my mouth seeing her dressed in a white t-shirt, that reaches mid-thigh. She is not wearing a bra, her hard nipples showing me this.
“Morning,” I croak, my voice heavy with exhaustion.
“Maverick.” She crosses her arms over her chest, pulling the material tight to her tits.
The corner of my mouth turn up in a smirk, and my dick jolts in my jeans at her sass.
“Darcy.” I step forward, expecting her to step back from me but she holds her ground, and fuck me, I like that.
I love it when she submits but I also love that she is bold and will not let anyone walk over her. Yes, she has a soft side, but even the hardest of women do. Fuck, look at the Ol’ Ladies of the club— they are hardcore biker women but will cry at a sad story.
“Is your phone broken? Are your fingers?”
I grin, stepping closer. “Spread your legs and I will show you that my fingers are not broken.”
“Do not distract me with a good time, Maverick Burke. Why didn’t you text me? You texted Cal.”
Closing the last inch of space between us, her arms pressing against my chest, I lean down to kiss her lips.
She sighs but leans into my kiss, her hands dropping from her chest to grip my cut. I love that she is as needy for me as I am for her. Her lips mold to mine, her tongue flicks at mine and my cock is rock hard in a split second.
“As much as I would love to stay and enjoy watching you two together, I have to get to work.” Cal’s voice has us breaking apart.
He steps to us, his hands snaking around our backs keeping us all connected. Dipping his head, he takes her lips in a kiss that leaves her breathless, then he turns to me, kissing me the same way.
Cal can kiss you in so many ways but every fucking time it is like he is searching for your soul.
Darcy moans watching us kiss, as she presses against me more. My cock is pressed against her body, in just the right place.
Cal pulls back from our kiss, and kisses Darcy’s cheek one more time, before stepping back.
“You enjoy your time together.” With that he leaves and we both watch him as he walks to his car.
“Damn, he has a fine ass,” Darcy mutters and I chuckle, then kiss her head.
