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“Our future,” he moans, leaning in and running his nose along the side of my neck. I tilt my head to the side, encouraging him keep going. He trails kisses to the bend at my shoulder.
“Future,” I pant, feeling a tingle shoot right to my core.
He pulls back. “Yes. I know we haven’t known each other long, but I already feel like I need you in my life. Being with you, hearing your voice, having you in my arms, just feels right.” He leans forward, taking my lips in a gentle kiss, stealing my breath. “Is it the same for you?”
Being with him not only feels right, but almost like fate. Like we were meant for each other.
“Yes,” I gasp, pulling him back to me and kissing him deeply.
As our tongues tangle, I feel his erection pushing against my core.
I don’t know how long we stay like that, enjoying the feeling of each other, kissing until we have to pull back to breathe, only to start back up again. I could stay in his arms forever, but the need to feel his skin against mine becomes undeniable, a chant in my mind that continues to grow.
Reaching behind his neck, I start to pull up his shirt. Smiling, he slides my feet back to the floor and takes a step back, yanking his shirt over his head. My mind stutters to a stop at the sight of his muscular abs, chest, arms. But what really catches my attention is a truly stunning tattoo of an eagle in flight. Its wingspan reaches from one shoulder to the other, its talons extended, gaze almost daring me to run.
While the eagle is impressive, each of his biceps also has extremely detailed tattoos. The right—a motorcycle, the club’s name in bold letters under it. The left—a large anchor, an octopus curling almost protectively around it.
I’ve always been a sucker for tattoos. I lean forward and run my tongue over the top of one of the eagle’s wings. I feel his muscles jump at the contact.
He places a hand on either side of my head, tilting it up so he can give me another kiss, this one deeper and more demanding.
I walk backward toward my bedroom. He pulls back from the kiss long enough to rip my shirt over my head, throwing it to the side. The heat in his gaze is almost enough to make me come right there. I moan as he reaches up to cup one of my breasts, pinching my nipple. He slams his lips against mine again, swallowing my gasp.
We stumble into my room, both of us trying to get the pants off the other as we fall onto the bed. Realizing his pants are stuck because of his boots makes me laugh.
“Shit,” he chuckles, awkwardly rolling off me so he can pull off his boots and lose his pants. I wiggle out of my sleep pants, pulling myself toward my pillow. Watching him push his boxers down makes my mouth water. Reaching down, I push my finger into my opening, finding myself wet and ready. I can’t stop the throaty moan, drawing his attention.
His heated gaze meets mine as he slowly climbs back onto the bed, eyes traveling over me as he lifts one of my legs, placing it over his shoulder.
“I can feel your warmth from here,” he whispers. “I have to taste you. Can I?” he asks, leaning toward my core.
“Yes,” I gasp.
His tongue snakes out, tasting me, then traveling over my clit. The sensations running through me make my whole body tingle. This man certainly knows what he’s doing in the bedroom.
“Fuck, you’re delicious,” he says, his warm breath caressing me before placing his mouth over my core once again, sucking lightly, sending shock wave after shock wave through my entire body. I grab his head with both hands as I rock my hips, demanding more.
“I can’t… I need…” My voice sounds breathy as I try to explain what my body’s craving.
He pulls back to give me a sinful smile, his lips and chin damp. “I know what my baby needs.” Gripping my hips, he kneels between my thighs, lifting my hips up, opening me father.
I grip the sheets as he sucks my clit, then dips his tongue into my wetness. He repeats this action, driving me crazy, not knowing how much longer I can hold on, my moans getting louder.
“That’s it,” he growls, pushing one, then two fingers into me while continuing to suck on my clit.
My orgasm hits me suddenly as I scream out, back lifting off the bed. He continues to pump his fingers into me, prolonging my orgasm for what feels like minutes, leaving me gasping.
I open my eyes when he pulls back and reaches into his pants pocket, pulling out a condom. He rips it open and rolls it onto his impressive erection, making me moan. Tearing my eyes from it, I meet his deep blue eyes.
“You’re mine,” he growls, crawling on top of me. I feel the tip of his dick against my entrance. Whimpering, I wrap my legs around him, urging him into me. “Say it,” he demands.
“Yes,” I moan as he pushes in just a little before pulling back out.
“Yes what?” He thrusts into me.
“I’m yours!” I scream. I don’t remember ever feeling so full. As he sets a punishing pace, I know nobody could ever make me feel like this. Only Maverick.
“God, you feel so good. Your pussy grips my dick like it can’t get enough.”
