I let my head fall back, releasing a breath.He'd said I was beautiful in such a reverent tone; I wanted to bottle it up and keep it with me.
He liked me.He wanted me.He thought I was beautiful.It was hard to believe, but at the same time, a part of me wanted to give into the fantasy.The one where he was mine forever.
He lifted himself off the bed and latched onto my nipple.That was it for me.The sensation shot straight to my clit, and I cried out as I went over.The tingles radiated through my limbs as he held me tight, thrusting inside me from beneath.
"You're so beautiful when you come," he murmured so softly I almost didn't hear him.
With a roar, he emptied himself inside me.
He held me tightly for a few seconds before I lifted off him, and his cum leaked out.
He bit off a curse."We didn't use a condom."
I scrambled off him."I'm sorry.I wasn't thinking."
He rubbed his neck."It's my fault for reaching for you before I was fully awake."
"I'm going to clean up."I needed a second to think about what had just happened.I was on birth control, so that wasn't the issue.We hadn't really talked about our histories, but I assumed he'd never do anything to put me in danger.I locked the bathroom door and took a second before cleaning up and washing my hands.
I took a few deep breaths before I went back into the dark room.
Maverick watched as I crossed the room.
He lifted the blanket so I could slide underneath."You okay?"
"Yeah."I settled under the blankets.
He rolled so that he was facing me."I'm clean."
"I am too.And I'm on birth control."
He ran a hand over my body."So we don't have anything to worry about."
I bit my lip."Yeah."
"So what's wrong then?"His hand ran up and down my back, reassuring me.
I rolled onto my back to stare at the ceiling."I've never been so out of my head that I forgot something like that."
Maverick chuckled."I fully intend to make you forget your name when you're in my bed."
I grinned."You make that sound like a threat."
"I promise you'll like it."He kissed me, then put his arm around me.The weight held me together, anchoring me to the bed.I easily drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up slowly and stretched, a little disoriented.My body was sore in places that hadn't gotten any action in a long time.I smelled something cooking in the kitchen, and the sheets next to me were bare.
Was Maverick making breakfast for me?I checked the time on my phone and went to the bathroom to shower.I hoped he didn't mind that I was using his shampoo and soap.I quickly rinsed off, then finger brushed my teeth and hair.
I didn't feel like wearing the clothes from last night, so I pulled on his discarded shirt and headed downstairs.
He was just plating the food when I approached.
"Morning," Maverick said, his voice low and gravelly.
"Morning."
He held his arm out for me to slide under it."I like you in my shirt."
