“I trust you completely, Mav.” I saw how much my words of trust moved him. The playfulness was gone and was replaced by so much heat that I could hardly catch my breath.
He took his time, first undressing me and then securing me to the bed. Like the first time, he made sure I wasn’t in any pain or in jeopardy of having circulation problems. Also like the first time, he disappeared from the room once he blindfolded me. Instead of ice cubes, he tortured me with ice cream. I wasn’t sure what flavor until he fed me an occasional spoonful as he set my blood on fire with his hands and mouth. Fudge swirl ice cream tasted so much better when eaten that way.
Maverick’s claiming of me that night left no doubt in my mind just who he wanted in his bed and in his life. If his actions didn’t cement that for me, then his whispered words while he loved me did. “I’m going to make you so happy, Noah. There will never be a day where you doubt that you’re my man.” Those were the words he said when he first entered my body in one long thrust. “I will never take the gift of you for granted. Ever.” That was said when I came for him – around him and beneath him. He removed my blindfold and looked into my eyes before he came. I felt his body trembling hard as he tried to hold back his orgasm, but I could also tell he had a point to make. “All my life I’ve waited for you and I will never let you go.”
“I love you, Mav.” Those four words broke his control and I watched as he came apart above me. I loved the way he arched his neck and how his body shook as pleasure tore through his body. The way he growled out my name before he collapsed on me was beautiful.
Maverick untied my hands and rubbed them like he did the last time. He kissed me tenderly and moved to pull out of me but I stopped him. “Move in with me.”
“What?” I shocked us both, but the moment the words left my mouth I knew they were right.
“I want you, Ozzy, and Lola to move in here with me.”
“Noah, I…”
“You don’t have to tell me tonight, Mav,” I rushed to assure him. “Just think about it.”
“Okay.” He smiled widely and eased his softened penis out of me.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Okay, you’ll move in with me or you’ll think about it?”
“After the way you acted today? Cock teasing me in front of my employee and then your smart mouth remarks?” His grin resembled the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. “I guess you’ll just have to wait and find out, won’t you?”
He tortured me for a few days more before he gave me his answer. Well, Maverick’s answer came in form of him installing Ozzy’s very large terrarium in the living room. I watched and laughed as Madge would sneak up on Ozzy when Maverick let him out for a bit while he got his home situated perfectly. Madge would sniff the lizard and then leap like a cat when Ozzy would move. I was blissfully, happy that Maverick was joining his life with mine, but I couldn’t let the occasion pass without a snarky comment. After all, he kept me agonizing over his answer for days.
“Mav, come here and help me a second will you?” He set his drill down and came over without hesitation. I pointed to the screen on my laptop, “Do any of these china patterns work for you?” It was my way of getting him to acknowledge that we were living together.
“Do any of them have skulls and crossbones? I’m not sure I care for all the flowers,” was his casual reply.
I knew he was probably joking, but he gave me an idea. I did a google search and found just what I was looking for and placed my order. Two weeks later, I was back in D.C. and Maverick texted me a picture of a delivery he received atourhouse. The black dishes were custom painted with skulls, crossbones, and red roses. They turned out even better than the computer generated image I saw on the designer’s website. They matched us perfectly – opposite in many ways, but blended so beautifully together.
