"You're so beautiful."
He kept his focus on me, even when his fingers roamed, and his mouth trailed kisses over my body.And when he entered me, he kept my gaze.I bit my lip as he filled me.I'd never get used to being with him like this.
It was better each time, and I craved this closeness.
Then he rolled us, so I was straddling him.
He cupped my breasts."Ride me."
I smiled as I moved, his fingers tweaking my nipples, creating a direct line to my clit.I bit my lip against the sensations.He was so much deeper in this position.I felt so full of him.
"Take what you need," he murmured as he watched me move.
In this position, I couldn't hide.He could see all of me, my body, the emotions that fluttered across my face.
I felt vulnerable.I was falling for him and this life.I just hoped I wasn't making a huge mistake in trusting in him.
His hand drifted lower, circling my clit.I cried out as the orgasm washed over me.I trembled and shook as the aftershocks went through my body.He lifted up, holding me close as he drove into me from underneath.
"You're so beautiful when you come," he murmured, placing kisses along my jaw, my neck.
I wanted to tell him that I was in love with him.But I held it back.This wasn't a good time.
Besides, I didn't know where he stood.
He dropped his head to my shoulder as he shuddered."It's always so good."
"Mmm," I agreed.
He lowered me to the bed, slipping out of me.He went to the bathroom and returned with a washcloth.He made it a habit to clean me after sex since it was messy without a condom.It was nice.Not something any other man had ever done for me.
Maverick didn't think he was boyfriend material, but he disproved that notion with everything he did.The library dinner, the way he took care of me with food, when I was sick, and this.
He threw the washcloth in the direction of his hamper and gathered me close."I love having you here."
"I like being here."The fan above us twirled slowly.
"Thanks for coming to my family's tonight.I know it wasn't easy for you."
"It was nice."We turned, and he cradled me from behind.
I put my hand on top of his.When we slept like this, I felt protected and safe.Cherished and loved.I wasn't sure that's what he intended, but that's how I felt.I couldn't help it.
It would be so easy to let go and trust in this thing between us.To believe that we had a future.That we weren't too different.That I would get used to his family and accept them as an extension of Maverick.
To do that, I had to let go of the anxiety and worry about what happened in the past.He was an adult now and had apologized.I couldn't assume that he'd act the same way he had in the past.
We'd both matured, and I wanted this.I wanted him.
I turned my head slightly to tell him how I felt, but his eyes were closed, and his breathing was even.He was asleep.
I'd waited too long to say something tonight, but we had plenty of time.I fell asleep feeling better than I had earlier.There was hope for us and the future.
I wouldn't let my parents dictate my future anymore.I was the one who made the decisions, and I shouldn't be afraid to tell Maverick how I felt.
