I clenched the sheets, hyperaware of the hard length impaling me, pressing against my insides, demanding I relax and let go and justtakeit.
Oh god.
Maverick stilled. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
He dropped kisses across my upper shoulders and ran a soothing hand down my trembling flank.
“Ready for me to move?”
My heart thudded loudly. “Yeah. Fuck me, Mav. I want to feel you.”
He took me at my word, withdrawing a couple of inches and thrusting back in. His hips slapped my ass, my balls swung, heavy and full, and my dick rubbed against the pillow beneath my body.
It was almost too much sensation to process at once. Luckily, Maverick didn’t give me much time to think about it. He pulled out further this time, all the way to my rim—letting his cockhead tug at it, making me gasp.
Then he speared in hard and fast, nailing my prostate as his hips hit my ass.
Pleasure sparked, making me jerk and moan, and that was all it took for Maverick to truly unleash. He pounded my ass, going faster and harder, and I just kept moaning and begging for more, even as the pleasure totally overwhelmed me.
All my fantasies of Maverick pinning me and taking me were blown to pieces. Nothing compared to the real thing.
He pulled out of me, then patted my hip. “Roll over now. Want to look at your face while you come on my cock.”
I scrambled to comply, desperate to get him back inside of me. Maverick repositioned the pillow to tilt my hips up, and I pulled my legs back. “Hurry the fuck up.”
“So needy for my dick.”
“Asshole,” I grumbled, because it wasn’t like I could deny it. My ass was aching with emptiness. My cock was hard and leaking over my abs.
I took hold, stroking it, and Maverick got back intoposition and thrust in. I stroked my cock while he fucked me, and shit, it felt even more incredible than before.
I was on the precipice of coming in seconds.
“Mav!” I gasped as a warning.
My cock pulsed in my hand, cum overflowing, as my ass tightened around his dick.
“Yes, yes, fuck,” Maverick said.
I shuddered as my climax swept through me, more intense and prolonged than ever before. My ass tightened and released around the dick still filling me, my breathing loud and ragged.
Maverick pulled out, stripped off the condom, and stroked his dick over the mess already on my stomach.
“So fucking hot,” he rasped. “You take my dick so good. Did you like it?”
“I loved it.” I reached up, pinching his nipples between my fingers and tugging. “Knew your dick would feel good.”
He cried out, eyes clenching, and came all over me.
Then he collapsed, gluing our bodies together. I held him close, kissing his temple as he came down from his orgasm high.
“So good,” I murmured in his ear. “Love having you close like this.”
It was only after I spoke that I realized my comment was perilously close to a confession it was too soon to make, but one that was crowding my chest.
I’d dated a lot of women. I’d cared about many of them. Told them I loved them. I even believed it when I said it.
