His eyes flash with something I can’t read. Not wanting to push him, I walk over to the floor to ceiling windows and look out at the Denver skyline. The mountains behind the cityscape are breathtaking.
“This is amazing,” I say.
Maverick comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. “I agree.”
His lips graze my neck. I shiver as he plants wet kisses all along my neckline.
“You smell nice,” he murmurs.
“It’s my shampoo,” I whisper.
“I like it.”
“Thank you…oh, God.”
Maverick’s hands graze my breasts over my shirt. And then, they keep going until he’s unzipping my shorts.
“Don’t we have to meet…”
“We have time.” He tugs at my shorts until they fall to my ankles. “I’m not missing out on getting naked with you for anything.”
Within minutes, we’re both naked and he’s pushing into me from behind. He managed to grab a condom right beforehand, and he slides in easily. As he drives deep inside me, I brace my hands on the windowpane. The mountain vista grows fuzzy as Maverick fucks me into a huge orgasm. He comes right along with me, and we’re both shaking afterward.
His arms hold me close to him as he mutters, “How does it always get better with you, Hannah? Every damn time.”
I know.
“It’s never been like this for me,” I admit.
“Me neither.”
* * *
An hour later, Maverick and I hurry across the lobby to the hotel restaurant. I’m wearing a green sleeveless top that ties at the waist and blue jeans paired with sandals. My hair is down and loose, and Maverick keeps touching it as we walk toward Dylan and Colton. I wasn’t sure if he wanted his friends to know about us, but he doesn’t appear to be hiding it.
“You’re late,” Dylan says with a mischievous smile. He pulls Maverick into a half-hug and then gives me a kiss on the cheek. “What were you two up to?”
“Shut up, Wild.” Maverick turns to the blond guy I remember from outside the courthouse. “Colt, how are you?”
Colton gives Maverick a hug. “How was your drive?”
“Great.” Maverick puts his arm around me. “This is Hannah. Hannah, meet Colton Wild in person.”
Colton’s eyes are bright blue. He’s a couple of inches shorter than his cousin but just as handsome and also in incredible shape.
All three guys are dressed casually in jeans and short-sleeved shirts. And our group is attracting a lot of female attention. Several women passing us literally stop and stare at the men I’m standing with.
Colton’s expression is warm and curious as he shakes my hand. “How have you held up with just Maverick for company this week?”
I smile. “We’ve had a great trip. And it’s not just us anymore; we picked up a stray kitten, too. Her name is Lucky.”
Colton and Dylan’s eyes widen. “You two share a kitten now?”
“No.” Maverick tugs at his hair like he’s going to pull it out. “We rescued Lucky. Hannah’s planning to keep her when we get to Chicago. I don’t have time for a pet.”
“Right.” Colton’s eyes fill with humor. “Just like you couldn’t drive Hannah to Chicago with you. But it looks like you found some time there, didn’t you?”
Maverick shoots Colton a look I can’t decipher, but Colton seems unperturbed as he turns to me. “I hope Mav is more polite with you than he is to us.”
