Pressing another kiss to her hair, I try to scoot my chair forward without waking her up. She obviously needs the rest, and maybe I can get some work done before dinner.
Chapter 28
Wren
I’m so, so warm, and cozy, and…and…full?
So fucking full.
The body beneath me breathes evenly, and arms on either side of my body keep me propped up. Something that sounds suspiciously like a computer keyboard clicks behind me.
That’s right. Maverick was working when I came in here mid-panic attack, forced him to calm me down, and then basically begged to suck his cock. All before I climbed on top of him, sliding his half-hard dick inside of me.
The dick that is very much no longer half-hard.
His cock pulses once, and my hips shift in response, sending a wave of pleasure through me.
I’m in a sleepy haze of comfort and lust, the feeling of him inside me slowly growing this burning need for my alpha deep in my core.
Maverick freezes. “Baby Girl…” his voice is gravelly. “Are you awake?”
Sighing, I nuzzle into his neck. “Mhmmm. Are you working?”
“As much as I can.” His hands find my back, running up and down soothingly. “How do you feel?”
“So good,” I murmur, my lips feathering over his neck. It’s like some sex-obsessed demon has taken over my body, and a little moan leaves me as I find a soft patch of skin and suck it into my mouth. He groans, his hands tightening on my back as his hips flex upwards. The base of his knot rubs against my clit andholy shit, that has to happen again. “How long was I asleep?”
“About a half hour. Fuck, Baby,” Maverick grunts, his hips flexing again. “I think we’re about to leave warming territory.”
I move my feet so I can brace them against the ground for better leverage. Circling my hips, my face still in his neck, I whimper as his knot presses into my clit again.
“I’m okay with that,” I breathe, my head lifting to look into his eyes. “If you are.”
“Oh Baby Girl,” Maverick groans, his hands cupping my cheeks before he pulls my face to his. His mouth plunders mine, our tongues tangling together in a desperate kiss. He pulls back, chest heaving. “I am more than okay with it.”
I nod, circling my hips again. “Does this feel good for you?” My voice comes out breathless, my hands settling on his shoulders.
“Anything you do feels good to me,” his hands find my waist as I continue to move, “use me, Baby. Explore me, do whatever makes you feel good. I promise I’ll come either way.”
Usehim?
Why does that sound so hot?
My hips continue to circle, my clit rubbing against his knot with each pass. His hands stay firmly on my hips, encouraging my movements.
“Maverick,” I whimper, staring down into hiswarm brown eyes, “you feel so good.”
“Fuck, Wren, you’re perfect,” he groans, his head falling back.
My circling movements slowly morph to moving up and down his cock, and then I’m riding him, my breathing coming in heavy pants as I chase my orgasm that’s just out of reach.
Hands slide up under my shirt, sending goosebumps across my flesh. “Has anyone tasted these perfect tits yet?” His thumb brushes over my nipple, and I gasp.
“Not yet.” I shake my head, my voice breathless.
“Fuck,” he grunts, his other hand grabbing my entire breast. “You up for a change of position, Baby Girl?”
“What did you have in mind?” I lick my lips, shivering when his knot teases my clit again.
