I missed you too.
MAV: have you seen my face? Of course you missed me
MAV: I’ve listened for like… five minutes and I don’t know shit that they’re talking about in there
What a coincidence… neither do I.
MAV: gasp. Be still my black heart. Is the Prince of Wilde Bay ignoring his guests?
I hate that nickname.
MAV: noted
Yes, I’m ignoring them… mostly just zoning out. I hate talking numbers.
I don’t like math.
MAV: what’s… you + me + the hallway bathroom = …
Trouble.
MAV: wanna get in trouble with me, princess?
I bit my lower lip as I considered what he was suggesting. It was a risky game to play—one that could have catastrophic consequences. And yet…
I saw him glance around the corner and wink at me, making my heart beat faster.Yeah, I did want to get in trouble with him.
I’ll be there in a few minutes.
MAV: that’s my good boy.
I watched him disappear again and took a deep breath. If I was going to escape successfully, I had to play the part for a little bit at least. Engaging board members in casual conversation felt alot like getting a tooth pulled. Or maybe a root canal. Or even being punched in the face.
It was unpleasant. It took everything I had to smile and pretend like I wanted to be there while I kept an eye on the clock. I made it all of five minutes before I politely excused myself and casually walked out of the room. The minute I was out of their sight, I bolted, hurrying across the house to the bathroom.
“Are you out of your goddamn mind?” I hissed the second the door shut. I sagged against the door as I stared at him, my knees weakened at the sight of him. He looked ridiculously good in a fresh pair of dark wash jeans and a white t-shirt. Biker boots matched his leather jacket, and a pair of sunglasses messed up his dark hair. His eyes were clear—stormy but clear nonetheless, which meant he wasn’t drunk.
“Oh, come on now, princess.” Maverick smirked, a look far too sexy for the fact that we were hiding in the bathroom. “I said I missed—”
Closing the distance between us, I grabbed his face and kissed him hard, our mouths crashing together. His arm caught me around the waist and held me closer. I groaned into his mouth as his tongue found mine in a burst of wintermint, sweet and addictive. His lips curved against mine in a wide smile.
“Miss me?” he whispered.
“Less talking means less of a chance that we’ll get caught,” I murmured and kissed him again. I was full of shit, and he knew it, but he met my enthusiasm in stride. The demand of his tongue against mine was a turn on. So was the way his other hand tangled in my hair and jerked my head back. As his mouth drifted across my jaw and down my neck, he pushed my back against the door and trapped me under him. The heat of his body crowding mine had my heart racing. The hard ridges of his cock pressed against my thigh, mirroring how mine tented the fabric of my dress pants.
“The urge to rip these open again,” Maverick murmured against my spiking pulse, his fingers dancing down the buttons of my shirt.
“That’d definitely cause trouble,” I replied. My breath caught in my throat as he continued his trail south. My skin burned under the contact of his hands on my body, even through my clothes. Every touch wound me up, and my dick ached for more of him.
“I think you like being trouble, princess,” he said. His palm smoothed over the front of my pants, cupping my cock firmly. My hips rolled into his hand as I bit my lip, holding back a strangled moan.
He took both as a sign to keep going and flicked the button open. I grabbed hold of his jacket, clinging to him for support, as he shoved both my pants and briefs down enough to free my dick. His calloused fingers wrapped around my dick and stroked slowly from base to crown.
I caught his wrist, making him stop. There was a questioning look in his eyes as his gaze found mine. I could see the wheels turning in his head as he tried to figure out what boundary he might’ve crossed.Except it wasn’t like that.
“You too,” I whispered and reached for the button on his jeans.
“See?” He kissed me again while I undid his pants. “I knew you were trouble.”
