Page 17 of Maverick's Madness


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Her two cohorts laugh.

“Aww, I would be upset too if I had the body of a prepubescent boy,” Cocoa mocks. “How often do you stick your finger down your throat?”

“Shots fired!” Nix whoops.

Cocoa gives as good as she gets.

“Bitch, I will ruin your life!” Victoria shrieks, leaping up.

“You and what army?” Cocoa’s hands ball into fists, ready to fight.

“Sit the fuck down, Victoria. There’ll be no fighting at my house.”

She immediately plants her ass back in the chair.

“You’re the only dog here,” Cocoa states condescendingly. “Do you always obey your master?”

Victoria gasps in indignation.

I stand and amble towards Cocoa until my chest brushes against her nipples. She remains where she is, unafraid, and I fucking love it.

“Get on your knees and apologize for disrespecting your betters.”

Cocoa rolls her eyes and turns to walk away, but I grip her shoulders, digging sharp nails into her soft skin. She retaliates, slapping me hard across the face.

“Damn.” I hear Nix say.

“Put your hands on me again and you’re dead,” she hisses.

I pick her up and launch her into the water. She breaks through the surface, sputtering in outrage.

“You piece of shit bastard!” she shrills, swimming to the edge.

Cocoa heaves herself out of the pool and wildly attacks me, swinging her clenched fists at my face. I successfully dodge each blow.

“Is that all the fight you have in you?” I shake my head. “I’m sorely disappointed.”

“I’m going to gouge your eyeballs out!” She lunges at me in a rage, and we fall to the grass.

I quickly roll her beneath me and pin her wrists above her head.

“Let me go!” Cocoa screeches, struggling against my hold.

“Not a chance in hell.”

Her eyes widen in alarm at the feel of my stiffening cock.

“Dee, Nix,” I call, keeping my eyes on her. “Party’s over.”

“All right, people!” Dee shouts. “Get your shit and exit the premises immediately!”

“Chop, chop, ladies and gentlemen.” Nix claps. “This is not a drill.”

“You can’t keep me here against my will,” she snaps.

I smirk. “You’re on my turf now and anything I say goes.”

“Everyone’s gone,” Nix informs me several minutes later.