a moment in her belly button, and then over the curve of her hip. Then he cupped her ass and came around to the inside of her thighs, teasing before bringing a rough fingertip over her clit and grazing lightly.
“Oh,” she gasped, arching helplessly against his hand.
“I could have my other hand free, if you promise not to move,” he said, his dark eyes smoldering as he stared down at her.
She shook her head. The sensations he gave were too intense. She’d definitely squirm, and she liked the feel of him pinning her, his ultimate strength keeping her still as he gave her all she could take of him.
So he did, letting her writhe against his hand and cry out as he got more and more feral, his touch possessive and hard as he stroked her toward release.
“That’s it, mate,” he said.
She didn’t know what he meant by mate, but she’d long given up on expecting him to be normal. She didn’t care what he was, as long as he was inside her soon.
She’d never known she could be this wanton, thrusting against his hand to wring every bit of pleasure out of her sex. His mouth was on her breasts, nipping and sucking one and then the other as the wire of tension inside her drew tighter and tighter. It was a delicious tight rope act, and she knew she’d fall any moment. And she looked forward to it.
But then he released her hands and put both palms on her thighs. Before she could sit up or protest, he shoved her legs wide and put his head between them.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” he commanded, licking against her.
So she did, everything inside her letting go at once with an explosive pleasure that shot through her like water released from a dam.
“Maverick!” she screamed as he licked her hard with each convulsion of her orgasm.
She’d never been made love to like this. Probably never would again. He was rough, wild, growling with satisfaction as her thighs clenched around his head in the throes of her orgasm, and he was perfect.
Delicious.
Her head was thrown back, her back arched as hard as she could, as she rode out what seemed like endless pleasure. With him sucking and stroking, it was hard to know where one orgasm ended and another began. All she knew was it felt like it went on and on.
Even if it could have been only seconds.
Finally, it started to abate, and he lifted his head, his eyes bright with animal heat and his lips curved in satisfaction as she fell back against the couch, gasping and limp.
The next thing she knew, he’d picked her up in his arms and wrapped her thighs around his waist.
She was boneless, completely overcome and unable to do anything to help, but it was fine because he was in total control. He pressed her back up against the wall and bit and sucked the nape of her neck as he reached down to undo the button of his jeans. Apparently, he only needed one huge arm to keep her up. For once in her life, she felt like the petite woman, even though she was anything but.
Her pussy was tingling, aching for him. She’d been satisfied in one way, but in another, she was only getting started. When he jerked open his fly and his member sprang free, her eyes widened in shock.
Holy shit, he was—
But all thought was cut off as he held her thighs and shoved inside her, filling her completely, making her feel as if she were exploding with pleasure.
She gasped, unable to catch her breath, as he started to move. His eyes were intense, his mouth firm, as he supported them both and moved against her. Was there no end to his strength?
She leaned into the cool wall behind her as he pulled back and then drove again. His muscular abdomen felt amazing against her legs, which wrapped together at the ankles.
She’d never thought being taken up against a wall could feel luxurious, but it did, because she didn’t have to do anything.
He was doing it all, nipping her shoulders and neck, holding her weight with his hands, dipping to kiss her breasts, and all the time, driving into her
“Oh,” she gasped, arching helplessly against his hand.
“I could have my other hand free, if you promise not to move,” he said, his dark eyes smoldering as he stared down at her.
She shook her head. The sensations he gave were too intense. She’d definitely squirm, and she liked the feel of him pinning her, his ultimate strength keeping her still as he gave her all she could take of him.
So he did, letting her writhe against his hand and cry out as he got more and more feral, his touch possessive and hard as he stroked her toward release.
“That’s it, mate,” he said.
She didn’t know what he meant by mate, but she’d long given up on expecting him to be normal. She didn’t care what he was, as long as he was inside her soon.
She’d never known she could be this wanton, thrusting against his hand to wring every bit of pleasure out of her sex. His mouth was on her breasts, nipping and sucking one and then the other as the wire of tension inside her drew tighter and tighter. It was a delicious tight rope act, and she knew she’d fall any moment. And she looked forward to it.
But then he released her hands and put both palms on her thighs. Before she could sit up or protest, he shoved her legs wide and put his head between them.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” he commanded, licking against her.
So she did, everything inside her letting go at once with an explosive pleasure that shot through her like water released from a dam.
“Maverick!” she screamed as he licked her hard with each convulsion of her orgasm.
She’d never been made love to like this. Probably never would again. He was rough, wild, growling with satisfaction as her thighs clenched around his head in the throes of her orgasm, and he was perfect.
Delicious.
Her head was thrown back, her back arched as hard as she could, as she rode out what seemed like endless pleasure. With him sucking and stroking, it was hard to know where one orgasm ended and another began. All she knew was it felt like it went on and on.
Even if it could have been only seconds.
Finally, it started to abate, and he lifted his head, his eyes bright with animal heat and his lips curved in satisfaction as she fell back against the couch, gasping and limp.
The next thing she knew, he’d picked her up in his arms and wrapped her thighs around his waist.
She was boneless, completely overcome and unable to do anything to help, but it was fine because he was in total control. He pressed her back up against the wall and bit and sucked the nape of her neck as he reached down to undo the button of his jeans. Apparently, he only needed one huge arm to keep her up. For once in her life, she felt like the petite woman, even though she was anything but.
Her pussy was tingling, aching for him. She’d been satisfied in one way, but in another, she was only getting started. When he jerked open his fly and his member sprang free, her eyes widened in shock.
Holy shit, he was—
But all thought was cut off as he held her thighs and shoved inside her, filling her completely, making her feel as if she were exploding with pleasure.
She gasped, unable to catch her breath, as he started to move. His eyes were intense, his mouth firm, as he supported them both and moved against her. Was there no end to his strength?
She leaned into the cool wall behind her as he pulled back and then drove again. His muscular abdomen felt amazing against her legs, which wrapped together at the ankles.
She’d never thought being taken up against a wall could feel luxurious, but it did, because she didn’t have to do anything.
He was doing it all, nipping her shoulders and neck, holding her weight with his hands, dipping to kiss her breasts, and all the time, driving into her
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