Zora
I forgot what it felt like to be wanted like this.
Not just wanted but worshipped.
Maverick’s mouth is on me again, his lips sucking on my clit while he kneels between my feet and for once there is no voice in my head screaming,Stop, be careful, protect yourself!
For once, there is only him.Only the man who shows up for our daughter.Who holds my hand at the market without flinching.Who kisses me in front of Ivy without shame.The man who once broke me.The man who is stitching me back together.
Pleasure overwhelms me and I moan loudly before I slap a hand over my mouth.We are in his booth at House Of Ink and I don’t know if anyone is still around.He spears me with a finger and my orgasm detonates, my legs shaking at the pleasure.
Slowly he rises, kissing my lips before fixing my panties and skirt.He gives me a dirty smirk and I can’t help but blush.
“I like you wearing skirts,” he murmurs in my ear.
“I didn’t do it for that...”
“I know,” he replies with a wink.“But I like it nonetheless.”
I turn and gather my camera with a smile so wide my face actually hurts.This is what it always should have been.
The drive home is intense.I’m still buzzing from my orgasm and judging by the obscene erection Maverick isn’t doing a damn thing to hide, he is far from done with me.I rub my thighs together while I stare at his crotch.
“You need to stop staring,” he says lowly.“Or we won’t make it home.”
I lick my lips, my pussy getting wetter at the idea of him losing control and pulling over on the side of the road to have me.
“Jesus,” he curses lowly, rubbing a hand down his face.
He drives a little faster and when we get to my house, he pulls into the garage.I don’t have a moment to think before he is pulling me out and around the hood of the car.He bends me forward and presses my hands flat against the warm metal.
“Don’t move,” he growls in my ear.
My skirt is flipped over my ass and my panties pulled down my legs in record time.I barely have time to brace myself before he thrusts into me swiftly drawing a loud moan from me.His hand closes over my mouth as he pulls me back against his chest.
“Quiet now,” he mumbles, still thrusting harshly.“Ivy is inside.”I moan at the pleasure building inside me and he chuckles.“This is your fault.So fucking sexy walking around the shop the whole damn day.I only wanted a taste.”
My pussy contacts and my eyes close as my orgasm approaches.
“Fuck, yes, Zora.Take what you want, milk my cock.”
It’s only then I realize I’m meeting him thrust for thrust.My entire body contracts as the pleasure crashes over me with a muffled scream.He thrusts into me harshly, losing his tempo before he stills and his cock kicks inside me, filling me with his cum.
For long minutes we stay like that, catching our breath and coming back to reality.He releases me and bends down behind me to fix my clothing for a second time.
“Damn, watching my cum run down your thigh is one of the sexiest fucking things I have ever seen.”His kisses my ass cheek and slides my panties back into place.
My hormones are raging and I swear if we had the time, I would let him have me on the hood of the car.But I can hear our daughter inside so all I do is fix my skirt, kiss him quickly and move toward the door that leads into the house.
Before I can open it, he turns me back, cupping my face in his rough hands.“I love you.I love you.I’m not leaving again.”
I don’t say the words but I kiss his lips softly before disappearing inside.
****
Hours later, aftereating dinner and getting Ivy to bed, I lie on his chest listening to his heartbeat and I know the truth.I still love him.I always have.And maybe I always will.
“Maverick?”I whispered into the dark.
