Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“You will look at me while I fuck you. I want to see your face when I fill you with my come.”
“Yes, Maverick,” I moaned, slowly moving my hips again.
He grinned, gripping my waist and rocking me harder. “I know you want it fast, princess. Come on, show me how good I make you feel. Come for me.”
I rocked harder against him before circling my clit again. Each little movement brought me closer and closer. But it wasn’t until I really looked into Maverick’s eyes. The way his hooded gaze locked on mine.
He was just as close as I was, and I wanted to go over the edge with him.
“You gonna come for me, Maverick? You gonna fill me up? Have me dripping with your come the rest of the day? Make it so everyone knows I’m your princess?”
“Fuck, yes,” he growled, pumping his hips harder as I arched my back, taking every inch of his length.
“Right there. I’m gonna come, Mav. I’m gonna come,” I cried as I finally found my release.
Fireworks spread through my body as I cried out, riding out my orgasm, my entire being convulsing over Maverick. He pumped hard and fast, moaning as he poured his hot come into me, not stopping until I’d milked every drop of him.
I was still coming down from my orgasm when he pulled me closer, kissing me fiercely as if his lips could say what words couldn’t. How explosive our sex was. How, just from a kiss, I was ready for him to fill me again.
Then he rolled me over, his dick slipping out of me as our mixed arousal leaked out of me and onto his sheets. His fingers were on my pussy, pumping in not one but two, already building me to the brink again.
“Keep that come inside you, baby. I want you full of me. Now come on my fingers again so I can feel you,” he murmured before his lips trailed to my nipple, giving my piercing a tug with his teeth.
I bucked my hips forward, my already sensitive core still tingling. It didn’t take long before I was rocking out another orgasm, screaming out his name as I shook around his hand.
“That’s my greedy girl.”
My eyes fluttered as I looked up at him, my body now sore like I’d just run a marathon.
Or rode one on his cock.
“Stay right here, princess,” he commanded before hopping up, giving me a spectacular view of his naked ass as he walked over to the attached bathroom.
He quickly emerged again with a washcloth and gently cleaned between my thighs and my legs before tossing the washcloth somewhere on the floor with our discarded clothes.
“Tired?”
I nodded, my eyelids so heavy.
He lay down next to me, pulling the covers tight around us as I nestled against his chest.
As I felt his heart still beating heavily, my eyes fluttered closed. This was exactly where I belonged, and there was no way in hell I was ever going anywhere again.
Unfortunately, my dad wasn’t going to easily agree with that plan…and had awful timing because he chose to call Maverick’s cell just as I was drifting off. Although, it would’ve been a hell of a lot worse if it’d been five minutes earlier.
Maverick kissed my shoulder. “Sorry, princess, but I gotta answer.”
Heaving a deep sigh, I nodded. “I know.”
Twisting around, he bent down to lift his jeans off the floor and grabbed his phone from the pocket. Dropping them back down, he jabbed his finger against the screen. “Yeah?”
All I could hear was the deep murmur of my dad’s voice, the words indecipherable but the tone obviously angry. Maverick let him have his say before his gaze met mine, determination blazing from his blue orbs. “I respect the fuck out of you, but coming for Molly isn’t going to do you a lick of good, Mac. I’m not going to give her up for anyone or anything. She’s mine now.”
11
MAVERICK
We were only a two-hour ride from the Silver Saints compound, but when Mac called, he was headed back from a run. He wouldn’t be able to get here for at least half a day. Which meant I had a little time to figure out exactly how to handle this shit. Killing my old lady’s dad wasn’t an option but neither was letting her go.
A quiet knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts, and I carefully shifted Molly off my chest so I could get out of bed without waking her. She’d been worrying after the phone call with her dad, so I’d fucked her again until she passed out from exhaustion.
After pulling on a pair of boxers, I opened my door to see Fox waiting in the hall, his expression grim. “Found him.”
“Give me twenty.”
Fox nodded. “My office.” Then he stalked off.