He pulls back as he rips open a condom and slips it on with ease before moving up my body, kissing his way through my stomach, my breast, and finally to my lips. His hands reach out, gripping both of mine and pulling them out to each side.
Maverick’s body hovers directly over me, but he doesn’t enter. Instead, he entangles his tongue with mine, leisurely kissing me while making no move for anything else.
I wrap my legs around him, shifting my hips, trying to move his cock to where I want it. Where I’m dying to have it.
“She’s gaining control again,” Secret warns from behind me, reminding me he’s here.
I can’t believe I was so worked up with Maverick that I forgot where I was. Knowing he’s been watching this whole time makes me that much hornier.
“Fuck, man. I’m trying, but I need to take her,” Maverick whimpers, seemingly about to lose control.
I buck my hips just right, and he can’t deny it anymore. I’m soaking wet, and his tip is right where I need it. Pushing myself down on the bed moves him in that much more. Only centimeters are inside me, but I’m about to lose my mind.
His lips never leave mine, and besides tiny little movements in any direction, he’s got me completely pinned down.
Breaking his lips from mine, I pant, “Please. Now. Simon fucking says.”
I hear them both laugh, but at this point, I don’t care who wins our little game. I just want this burn inside of me to be extinguished in the most beautiful way.
Thank God, he finally pushes the rest of the way in, and I explode almost on contact. I scream out my release as Maverick pumps hard, whispering in my ear, “The night has just begun, so you better hold on.”
