Especially not if he moved in. Eventually.
“Okay.” His mouth caught mine in a brief kiss. “But we’re going to play the quiet game, princess.”
“I’ll try to remember that as I fuck you into the mattress,” I murmured. I nipped his lower lip and pulled him with me toward the bed. His eyes darkened with my words, hunger flaring, as I tugged his shirt up and over his head in one fluid motion.Shirt. Pants. Socks. Boxers.We moved in a fluid dance as we hurried to strip. With every article of clothing he lost, my fingers skimmed over his bare skin. I couldn’t get enough of him—couldn’t bear the idea of not touching him for even a moment.
Skin pressed against skin, I breathed him in deep. The earthy scent of him was intoxicating. I pushed him backward, guiding him down onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. The fabric of the sheet was cool against my heated skin as his mouth found mine again, slower this time. I settled between his widening legs, my cock sliding against him. The slick drag of our cocks pulled a muffled groan from him. His hips bucked up hard to meet mine, precum smearing between us. I ground down with more force and chased more of the building heat in my spine. Every ridge of his cock rubbed against mine, sending waves of pleasure straight to my balls.
His fingers kneaded into my hips as he gripped me tighter, rocking against me. Need clawed higher in me, and my dick throbbed as he spread his thighs wider. Kissing turnedinto open-mouthed panting as we thrust against one another. Pressure built low in my balls, and from the way his body moved against mine, I knew he felt it too.
“Fuck me, princess,” he breathed out, practically begging.Huh… I finally understood why he loved to hear me beg.
“Ask me again,” I ordered. Lifting off the bed, he bit my lower lip hard enough to make it sting.
“Fuck me now, princess, or I’m going to pin you to this mattress and fuck you into next week,” Maverick whispered.
I faltered because,damn it,I liked the sound of that. I liked the sound of that a lot.
He took my hesitation as an invitation and moved quickly, pushing him off of me long enough for his weight to settle behind me. His hands dragged roughly over my skin, sending a fresh wave of heat rolling through me. I pushed back against him, and my ass lifted for him in anticipation of what came next.Sure, it wasn’t the initial plan, but I wasn’t opposed to it.He nudged my thighs open wider. His thick cock slid across my balls, and I whimpered at the contact.
“Lube, Harley,” Maverick said, his voice thick with need. I waved in the direction of my nightstand. His hand shoved my head once into the mattress. “Don’t move. Keep that pretty ass on display for me, got it?”
I hummed my agreement and remained still as he grabbed it from the drawer. Extra effort was needed—it was new and unopened. It was a last-minute buy when he and I started this whole thing. My body thrummed with anticipation, and when cool lube dripped down my crease, I sighed with relief. The sound made him chuckle.
“If I wasn’t so desperate to be buried inside you, I’d make your impatient ass wait,” he commented from behind me.
“Next time,” I muttered, the words punching out of me as he pushed two fingers inside me. He tested me, stretching andscissoring quickly. I pushed back on his hand, fucking myself to chase some kind of relief.
“I might just hold you to that,” Maverick replied, withdrawing his fingers. The crown of his cock nudged my entrance. “Rock back, princess. Fuck yourself on my cock.”
I gripped the sheets, my knuckles turning white, and rocked back slowly. The head of his cock stretched that tight ring of muscles; the burn eased by the lube he was coated in. Inch by inch, I sank back onto him. My body clenched around his thick shaft as every ridge of him dragged inside me. The moan I let out was loud and uninhibited as my ass settled flush against his hips. I turned into the sheets, biting the fabric with hopes of muffling the sound. My dick jerked against my stomach as it leaked precum against my sheets. Need surged through me, building as I rocked back and forth on his length. The deep friction made my balls tighten and my breath hitch in my throat.
“Fuck, princess,” Maverick groaned. His hands smoothed over my ass and spread me open wider. He made no effort to take over. “You should see how pretty you look… fucking yourself on my cock. You take me so goddamn well.”
He held me open as I pushed back on him faster, riding him harder. His length pegged that spot inside me with every slide backward. Pleasure spiked in my core, and liquid heat spilled down my spine in endless waves. My ass gripped him tight, and his balls slapped against my skin. Unintelligible sounds fell off my lips with the growing intensity.
“Enough teasing,” he growled, his voice thick with need and edged with his own fraying control. His hands clamped down on my hips, and he shoved me forward until I was pinned completely underneath him as he followed me down. The position trapped my aching dick between the soft sheets and my own stomach, hugging it tight.
Maverick didn’t give me a second to adjust. His hips snapped forward, fucking into me with brutal thrusts. I gasped, the muffled sound turning into a whine as his cock dragged over my prostate relentlessly. Pleasure coiled hot in my core, and my breath came in shallow pants. His teeth dragged over my earlobe, and his lips brushed under my ear. The sound I made was feral and loud, only rivaled by the slap of his body against mine.
“Quiet, princess,” he rasped. He shifted slightly, and his hand clamped over my mouth. His hips pistoned into me, and the friction on my trapped cock had my heart thundering in my chest. Every thrust had me racing toward the edge, my balls drawing up tight as the heat became unbearable. When he sank his teeth into the column of my neck, I lost it. My eyes damn near rolled back in my head at the visceral chain of reactions it sent through my body. I came with a choked sob into his hand, my cum spilling against my stomach and catching in the sheets. His breath was hot against my ear as he growled, “Look at you, coming untouched like a good boy for me… coming all over yourself for my cock. So fucking pretty when you lose it for me.”
His hips didn’t stop, slamming deeper into me as his sweat-slicked chest slid against my back. The pace he set was frantic and uneven as he chased his release. His forehead pressed to my temple, his panting loud in my ear. My hand shot up and tangled in his hair as I held him there in need of something to cling to.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” The groan he let out was low and long as his body went rigid over mine, his cock grinding as deep as he could get inside me as he came. He rode it out in shallow rocks while his hand eased off my mouth. His lips brushed against my neck, and he whispered against my skin, “You good?”
I nodded, sighing with content and smiling like an idiot.
CHAPTER 110
maverick
Idon’t want to go,” I muttered into Harley’s neck. My lips drifted up to the spot under his ear—the one that made him moan slightly. The sound went straight to my cock. It didn’t matter that we’d gone two rounds tonight, or that it was almost one in the morning as we stood in his living room trying to say goodbye. I still loved the sounds that he made.
“I know,” Harley whispered around a little yawn that was far too cute for a man in his mid-thirties.
“I think,” I said as I pulled away, “I need to find a dog sitter if we’re going to keep doing these late nights. Or maybe I can cash in on Roxy watching Duke overnight for me.”
“Or,” he began, his arms tightening around my waist, “you could just bring Duke over next time.”
