“Hey,” she murmurs before nestling closer into my arms.
I kiss her forehead, letting my lips linger there for a second. “Hey.”
She tips her head up, her eye lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I dip down to cover her lips, keeping it soft, letting her lead, even though my dick is already starting to tent my boxers.
A leg drapes over mine, and Sadie brings her hand to my chest, pushing on me. I brush the hair away from her face. “Thought you were asleep?” I ask before kissing her again, gently biting her lower lip.
“Mmm. I was. And I was having a really good dream.” She wiggles around on top of me, pressing her pelvis down on my growing cock. Then she lifts herself off my chest, her hands going to the hem of her shirt, stripping it off.
“And then I realized it didn’t have to be just a dream.”
Chapter thirty
Sadie
Maverick’s gaze devours me as I settle my hands back down on his bare chest.
“You gonna tell me what that dream was about, Specs?” he growls, lifting his large hands up to cup my breasts. “Or can I try and guess.”
I swivel my hips, letting the impressive bulge under his boxers hit me in all the right places. “You can try and guess, or I could show you.”
His eyebrows lift as a wicked grin covers his handsome face. “Okay, show me.” He moves his hands, folding them behind his head, looking every inch the arrogant asshole so many assume he is.
Only I know different. I know that beneath his tough exterior lies a good man with a protective instinct for everyone he cares about, and a heart that deserves to be loved.
He just needs to believe that about himself.
Leaning down, I kiss along his scruff-covered jawline, avoiding his lips even as he growls at me. I make my way down his neck, bringing my hands into the mix, running featherlighttouches all over his body. Tonight is about him, not me. I want to tease him, torment him, and bring him to the point where he lets go and trusts me to take care of him the way he always does for me.
My lips land on his chest, pressing lightly over the area where his fracture was. My hands start to knead his upper arms, feeling the ridges of muscle, of pure power. When he starts to bring his arms out from under his head, I stop and shake my head.
“Keep them there.”
He grunts but does as I say. Resuming my path, my hands draw down the underside of his arms, along his upper ribs. I kiss my way down to his nipples, letting my tongue circle the flat disks, listening to his sounds of pleasure.
“I need to touch you.” His voice is gravelly, and I can’t deny the pleasure I feel, knowing my plan is working.
“You can touch, but you can’t stop me. I’m in charge right now,” I say primly, lifting my head to meet his gaze. “Understood?”
The look of pure desire he shoots at me makes me want to shiver and melt into him, but I won’t be distracted from my mission.
“You’re in charge.” His hands land on my upper thighs, squeezing tightly.
The thrill of victory runs through me. I know just how much trust he’s giving me, even by saying those words. Shifting back slightly, my hands come to the top of his boxers.
“These need to go.” I move off his lap, and Maverick wordlessly pushes them down, then kicks them off with his feet.
But as I move to return to my position straddling him, he stops me. “So do yours.”
Even though I was already planning on getting naked very soon, I arch my brow at him. “Have you already forgotten who’s in charge?”
He surges upward, his hand cupping my throat, catching me by surprise and forcing me to stare at him. “Baby, you can be in charge all you want. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna lie here and do nothing.” His lips steal my breath with a punishing kiss that leaves me whimpering when he pulls back.
With a smirk, he lies back down. “Get naked, Specs.”
Fine. I’ll let him have this one. I hurry to strip off my pajama shorts, my sex already feeling hot and needy. When I swing my leg over his hips again, his hands shoot out, cupping my head, tangling in my hair, and tugging me down for another kiss.
“Your lips are addictive,” he rumbles against me, and I moan in response. He’s trying to take control again. However, I’m determined not to let that happen.
