Page 81 of King of Pride

The realization felt strangely intimate. She still couldn't understand how he knew something so simple about her when they had barely known each other.

Unsure what else to say, she held out the box.

“Here. Do you want some?”

“Yes,” he replied, his voice low and steady.

She immediately lifted the box he had given her, extending it toward him with a hopeful smile. Instead of accepting it, he seized her hand, pulling her closer with an intensity that quickened her heartbeat.

In one fluid motion, he bent down, capturing her lower lip between his teeth and licking her mouth with a fervor that sent sparks through her. Within moments, he had claimed complete control over their connection.

He towered over her, his presence both intimidating and thrilling, and in that instant, she felt the weight of his dominance. His arm encircled her waist, drawing her tighter against him, while his mouth consumed hers with an unquenchable hunger. The other hand found its way to the back of her neck, anchoring her to him as their lips collided with a fierce urgency.

Rose had never known a kiss so enveloping, where surrender felt not just possible but inevitable. Even as she kissed him, it was clear he dictated the rhythm, guiding her lips against his in a way that satisfied his primal desire.

Maverick’s mouth enveloped her lower lip, sucking on it with a ravenous need before releasing it with teasing abandon, only for her upper lip to experience the same fiery devotion. His tongue slipped inside, tangling with hers, sending electric shivers coursing through her body as the heat radiating from him merged seamlessly with her own.

Chapter 11 Zoe Has Been Arrested

In a matter of moments, his hands began to roam, seeking to unveil her. He grasped the hem of her top, ripping it away with an urgent fervor that left her breathless.

Rose’s fingers fumbled, desperately finding his suit jacket and sliding it off his shoulders, allowing it to drop to the ground with a soft thud.

Impatience surged within him, his breaths growing ragged and uneven as he deftly unclasped her bra, letting it fall away. His hands moved with purpose to her shorts, swiftly pushing them down along with her panties, leaving her exposed and vulnerable against him.

His mouth descended to her neck, warm and insistent. His arms slipped effortlessly beneath her hips, lifting her as he pivoted, pinning her back against the wall.

She was suspended, her feet no longer touching the ground, completely at his mercy. His arms wrapped around her legs, hoisting her up so that her thighs clung tightly around his waist. Against the cold wall, his mouth explored her neck with fervor. His tongue traced a path from her ear down to the tender skin of her neck, each wet stroke igniting a fire within her, making her breath hitch and surrender to the demands of his kiss.

Rose felt utterly powerless, her strength waning as he claimed complete control.

Maverick’s tongue danced from one side of her neck to the other, teasing her skin with a tantalizing caress. Rose’s head fell back, a soft gasp escaping her lips as pleasure surged from where his mouth met her skin, radiating downward to the sensitive spot between her legs, deepening her submission.

“Ah…” She gasped again, lost in the sensation of his mouth devouring her neck. Her arms wrapped around his neck, trembling as she strained to breathe, each inhale filled with the intoxicating scent of him.

“Maverick,” she whispered, her chest heaving, overwhelmed by the intensity of her desire.

He was relentless, hunger etched into every move. One hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back slightly, while the other continued to support her against the wall. His tongue slithered over her neck like a serpent, the warmth and wetness enveloping her with an insatiable craving that left no room for resistance.

“Mmhhmm…” Rose shivered, her eyes squeezed shut, surrendering fully to the sensations coursing through her body. Her fingers wove into his hair, gripping the back of his head tightly, anchoring herself against the storm of desire.

He reveled in the illusion of control she believed she had, though it was clear who held the power. His gaze bore into hers, igniting a fire that compelled her to yield to his every need.

Then, his leg wedged between hers, alleviating some of the weight of his arms while his hand slid down to her chest. His fingers enveloped her breast, and she gasped as his large palm claimed her, his fingers pinching her nipple with a possessiveness that stole her breath away.

“Oh God!” Overwhelmed, her chest burned with desire, and she felt completely consumed by him.

A moan of pleasure surged through her, surrendering to his rough demands.

Within moments, he lifted her, and his fingers were replaced by his ravenous mouth, devouring her sensitive button. Breath escaped her as he feasted hungrily, his tongue swirling around the delicate tip, drawing it into his mouth and sucking before releasing it with a soft pop, only to take it back in again. The warmth of his saliva coated her nipple while his tongue stroked over the sensitive flesh repeatedly.

“Oh God…” she whimpered, fingers tangling in his hair as she held the back of his head tightly.

He dominated every inch of her, hungrily sucking, teasing her, denying her the breath she craved. She longed for relief, yet simultaneously resisted it; the sensations coursing through her were intoxicating, igniting a fire within that demanded more. His mouth traveled to her other nipple, his tongue gliding over the tip before drawing it into his mouth, sucking with fervor and then letting go, only to repeat the act.

“Mhmmm…” She gasped, her chest burning, completely ensnared by his spell. She struggled to catch her breath, but he showed no mercy, taking total control. His hand roamed like a rogue, a rough palm intent on making her writhe.

The coarse texture of his palm slid over her delicate skin, pressing, pulling, caressing, then releasing before finding another spot to torment. Exhaustion threatened to consume her, yet waves of pleasure coursed through her veins, leaving her breathless. Maverick’s mouth moved between each nipple, licking and sucking, repeating the cycle with relentless hunger.