Because now I’m so in-love with him.
Not that I ever fell out of it, but I’ve always been in-love with the boy that left. Now I’m in-love with the man who’s trying so hard to bare his soul to me, to make me feel better and to prove to me and my daughter that he isn’t leaving.
He’s not going anywhere.
He wants this.
He wants us.
I wrap my legs around his waist and try to move my hips under him, meeting his once again rock-hard cock through his jeans.
The memory of his length in my mouth comes back to me and my mouth waters.
Meeting my hips, Maverick thrusts into me as he caresses my hip, moving his hand under my t-shirt and up to my breasts.
“I’ve missed these,” he growls, placing his roaming hand over my left breast. My nipples hardenat the touch, and I arch my back in pleasure.
“This needs to be gone,” he growls once again as he lifts himself off of the bed and rips my shirt clean open, exposing my naked breasts.
“Mav,” I moan, luckily it was an old t-shirt I had on. In this moment, I couldn’t have given a shit if it cost three-thousand dollars.
Maverick gets close to me yet again, but instead of meeting my swollen lips, he licks straight down my neck and kisses my collarbone.
The kiss is gentle, however there is hunger behind it. “Did you breastfeed with these?” he asks in-between kissing my chest.
“For a while,” I reply shyly. I’m taken back by his question. “I can tell, they got bigger,” and with that he takes my breast and sucks my nipple hard into his mouth. My head throws back from the sensation of having his mouth on them again.
My toes curl as he continues to suck and flick my nipple with his tongue. Moving over to my other breast I almost feel like I could combust from the feeling. I move my hips to brush my clit along his length, and a deep moan follows.
“Needy girl, so ready for me,” he breathes out, letting go of my nipple from his mouth.
“Please, Mav,” I beg, rubbing my pussy against his jeans. I’m unashamedly desperate for him.
“Good job, I’m starving,” he winks at me, pushing himself of me and takes his shirt off.
Rock hard abs follow, and I just have to touch them. Tracing my fingers up his body I spot a tattoo in the moonlight. It’s shadow creeping over his heart.
“What’s this?” I ask, sitting up from my position to try and get a better look.
On his heart, is the outline of a Firefly.
I gasp as I touch the tattoo, looking deep into his soul from his eyes. “My hearts always belonged to you,” he manages out, before I take his face in both my hands and kiss him so deeply, that I’m scared to come up for air.
Because I don’t ever want this moment to end.
This man has forever etched me onto his skin, even though he never knew anything about me since he went.
Hestilldone it.
I take the remains of my ripped t-shirt off and throw it across the room, not even bothering to look where it went.
Maverick pulls away from our kiss, hands flying towards my pyjama shorts that I’m sporting. With one swift move I’m laying back on the bed giggling as he takes themfrom my ass, over my legs and throws them away.
My throbbing pussy on full display before him.
I should feel vulnerable,but I don’t.
Maverick looks down at me and licks his lips at the sight.
