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“Maverick?” She wiggled in my arms as I carried her to my bedroom.

I didn’t respond, just threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her. I hastily pulled at her new blouse and yanked off the jeans that still smelled like the store we had been in only the day before.

I plunged my tongue into her mouth, letting my desire pour into her. I ripped off my clothes and let my body rest on her soft skin, taking in every sensation of how badly I had been craving the moment without even realizing it.

“What has gotten into you?” she said breathlessly against my shoulder as her legs wrapped around mine.

“You,” I quickly responded. “You’re incredible, and it’s time I actually show you just how amazing I think you are.”

I kissed every inch of her skin, took note of how her breath hitched when my tongue rolled over her nipples, paid close attention to the way her back arched when my fingers ran up the inside of her thigh. I used her involuntary moans to guide me around her more sensitive areas. I took my time with it, didn’t want to rush. I wanted to actually experience her.

Finally, I let my thirst for her be quenched between her legs, flattening my tongue as it gently glided over her soaking clit. As her fingers knotted into my long mohawk, I picked up the pace. Looking up at her as her body quaked and shook, I saw her eyes slam shut, and it was the most intoxicating sight I had ever seen in my life. Instantly, I was addicted.

“I need to feel you inside me right the fuck now,” she cried as I sucked on her sensitive skin.

I didn’t want to stop but I also wanted to give her everything she could ever want. Climbing back on top of her, I let the head of my cock press against her opening. As I slowly filled her, I was stunned. She felt incredible. Every movement, every buck of her hips, every bounce of her plump tits—it took my breath away. It wasn’t the sex, even though it was incredible; it was the connection, the raw, visceral sensation of actually feeling every part of her need for me. I had already known I was a hopeless romantic, but in that moment, I knew exactly what it meant to be one. I only cared about being as close to Cali as possible and pleasing her as much as I could.

As she screamed out and her cunt hugged around my dick, I couldn’t control myself. I rode out my climax as deep within her as I could get.

Letting my head fall onto her shoulder, I tried to steady my breath. “You’re astonishing.”

Wrapping her arms tighter around me, she whimpered, “I think it is you who is astonishing, Mav.”

I pulled her into my arms, wrapping my body around hers. “I know this is kind of a fucked-up question and way too late to be asking, but are you on the pill?”

Cali started laughing. “Of course I am.”

I nuzzled into the nape of her neck. “Sorry, had to ask.”

“Totally understandable.”