Page 81 of The Maverick
“Fucking my wife in our bed,” he said. The dominance in his voice rippled down my body.
He stalked into his bedroom and dropped me onto the massive bed with exceptionally soft sheets. We’d been sleeping in separate bedrooms, but the rules of the game were blurred tonight.
With predatory eyes, he stared at me. He swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. The sexual tension in the room throbbed. I flipped to the side and propped up on my arm, resting the side of my face on my hand.
“Strip, Whistler.” I crooked a finger at him. “I need to see my husband.”
He smirked and dropped his shorts and boxers, exposing his glorious cock. I gasped at the magnificent sight and crawled over to examine him. Veins corded his length, and I wrapped my fingers around him like a prize. He pulsed in my grip, hot and desperate. As I stroked him, his face transformed, struggling with restraint. I felt powerful, having this control over him.
“Like what you see?” he crooned, eyeing my hand on him.
“Very much.” I pressed my thumb to the tip of his crown.
He groaned, and his thighs quaked. God, I loved seeing him teeter on the edge of his self-control. His cock twitched and increased in size. What would it feel like inside me?
He growled as I bent to kiss his tip. “You’re going to make me come before I get to do everything I want with you.” He clasped a hand over my wrist, lifting it away from his cock.
“I need you in my hand,” I begged.
“Later,” he said, his voice hoarse with desire. “I have things I want to do to you.”
Goose bumps scattered down my spine.
He nudged me down on the bed. Keeping his eyes on me, he pressed a palm to my sex, massaging me. I moaned and opened my thighs wider, moving in rhythm with him. The friction increased, and the wicked smirk on his face promised a night I’d remember. I gasped as he shoved aside the floral patch covering my sex and plunged a long finger inside me.
“Attikus!” I screamed as his thick digit pummeled me.
“You’re so fucking wet.” Fire blazed in his darkened eyes.
I wanted to say something, but my brain cells had scattered elsewhere. When he pulled out his finger and licked it, I almost lost it.
“I’ve been wondering how you taste. Now, I’m addicted.” He kissed me and plunged two fingers deep into my sex.
The sound of my arousal and his fingers pumping me echoed in the room. The kiss grew animalistic as our tongues, teeth, and lips clashed.
I broke for breath and bit his shoulder. “You’re a wild beast.”
He pushed my knees up, draped them over his shoulders, and stared at my center. “So beautiful.” He swiped his tongue over me once and groaned. “God, you taste so fucking good.” He licked me again and again, opening my folds and plunging in with his tongue.
I gripped the sheets to anchor me as he buried his face between my thighs, devouring me. My fingers tugged at his hair. Part of me wanted him to slow down, but the other part needed him to increase his feasting. I licked my dry lips as my head thrashed from side to side, trying to find something to stabilize myself. I was on the edge, with nothing to secure the fall.
His mouth and tongue worked their magic, and my thighs trembled as a massive orgasm rolled through me. I shuddered hard and clung to his head. “Attikus!”
“That’s right, baby. Come for me.” He sucked on my bud, and I arched into him.
My ears rang, and my eyes fluttered closed. I heard the crinkle of a wrapper, but I was too enraptured in bliss to pay much attention.
Attikus lifted my ass. “Look at me, Vanessa.”
I opened my eyes and saw his condom-covered cock positioned at my entrance. Anticipation overcame and invigorated me.
He held my gaze as he slid into me. A primal moan escaped him as he plunged deeper and deeper. My muscles tightened at the sight of his massive size. He thrust in and out, and my body welcomed each thrust. We stared at each other as we exchanged energy and power, giving each other what we needed. His hardness needed my softness, and I needed his steadiness.
His face was strained with passion as he bent to kiss me. “Is this what you had planned, Lily Pad? Seducing me like this?”
“Yes.”
He growled and pumped into me harder.
