My body goes up in flames as I take in every hard inch of this man.
“Spread your legs wider.” He taps my thigh, and I wiggle to comply.
Gripping his cock, he drags it through my folds. “I can’t lick your pussy in here. There’s not enough room.”
“You’re probably not going to fit in the bed either,” I tease.
“We can if you sleep on top of me.”
I nip his bottom lip. “It’s a deal.”
Dipping his head, he sucks my neck and shoulder before he licks my nipple. “Missed your pretty tits.” His large hands cup and mold them as he sucks, groaning when he tastes the milk. “So fucking sweet.”
His arm drops between us. Then his fingers rub tight circles around my clit before they sink into me. First one, then two.
“Can you take three?”
I nod. “Just go slow.”
We look between us where his hand moves in and out of my body. I’m so full I groan and lift my foot onto the vanity so he can sink deeper.
“Fuck, Bay.”
It’s tight, so tight, but it feels amazing. Panting, I shake my head. “I can’t wait anymore.”
He removes his fingers and wraps that hand around his dick, jerking himself off a few times before he lines it up at my entrance. Grabbing my ass, he holds me still as he sinks into me. “Jesus, you feel good,” he rasps.
Taking his time, he works his way into my body. Slow and steady thrusts of his thick dick make me moan and gasp. I gently rake my nails down his back, and his neck strains. “I’m so close.”
“Get there, peach. Rub that pretty pussy.”
I reach between us and circle myself. His head drops so he can watch. His chest heaves as his dick swells inside me, and I groan. Skin to skin like this is incredible.
But then he grabs my ass and thrusts harder. Faster.
And when he groans my name, I detonate. Squeezing my eyes shut, I ride wave after wave of pleasure. He comes with a shout, and then he’s pulsing in my body, and I come again.
“Mav,” I gasp as we cling to each other.
“Love you, baby. So much.”
Closing my eyes, I smile. “I love you too.”
Once we get cleaned up—again—I climb into bed next to Leo, and Maverick nestles up against my back. His arm wraps around me as I gently stroke my son’s small hand.
Remembering that Mav’s not supposed to snuggle me, I turn to look at him. “Doesn’t this position hurt your shoulder?”
“I’m fine.” He brushes my bottom lip with his thumb. “Besides, I want to hold my favorite girl. No one’s gonna stop me.”
I smile and close my eyes.
Because here in Maverick’s arms, I know we’re safe.
54
MAVERICK
“Is this really necessary?”Bay asks as she touches the bandana wrapped around her eyes.
