Page 33 of The Maid

He flipped her over so that she was underneath him.

"Do you only come here for sex?"

"It's really really good sex," She said as she wrapped all her limbs around him.

He closed his eyes and placed his forehead on hers. "Hey?" She pushed him gently off so that she could look at his eyes. "What's wrong?"

He wasn't sure how to tell her what he wanted to tell her without her running away.

"Is this too much?" She pushed him off a little harder this time. "I've overstayed my welcome, haven't I? I'm so stupid." She stood up and began fumbling for her clothes. "You haven't gone out in months because I've been monopolizing your time. God, I'm so embarrassed."

He jumped out of bed and pulled her back to bed. She still had no clue whatsoever what she meant to him. And she was so damn cute and so fucking insecure—and in that moment and then he came up with a plan. He was going to marry her.

"You're fucking nuts." He said kissing down her body. "I don't want you to leave."

"You sure? You like this arrangement?"

"No. Actually, I fucking hate it.”

“What? But you just said that—"

“I want you here with me all the time.” He said, removing her panties. “I want to go to sleep with you.” He said between kisses. “I want to fuck you in the middle of the night if I’m in the mood or make love to you at noon. I want you to feel free to have your way with me before you get up in the morning. I just want you around all the time.”

“That’s too much, Gun. I like where things are now,” she said, as she pushed him on his back and began to kiss him.

“But Addie—”

She moved up, took his hard cock in her hand, and guided him inside of her. “No please. I don’t want to talk about this. If we talk about it, it’ll ruin things. We’re having fun, aren’t we? Things are great.” She said moving up and down. “Let’s leave it like this.”

“No!” He argued back even though it was impossible to think when she was gliding up and grinding down on his cock, her nails digging into his chest. He gripped her waist and helped her up and down, losing himself in the sensation. Every night, she was in his bed or he was in hers. She had to stop fighting him and realize they already were in a relationship—like it or not.

He put all those thoughts aside when she began to swerve her hips around and mewl in pleasure. “Oh…I’m going to come, Gun.” She moaned as her pussy tightened so hard around him it made him come without warning, hard and fast.

“Wow,” she sighed, sagging on him. “That was pretty amazing.”

Moving the hair away from her face, he kissed her forehead, “Yeah it was. It always is.”

“You okay? Did I upset you?”

“Nah, it’s cool.” He said, shifting her over so that he could run to the bathroom and clean up.

Once he was back in bed, she cuddled close to him and asked, "So tell me about the NIKE meetings today?"

"Great. Sunday night I have to leave for a week to New York to meet with them.”

“Really?”

“Yep. But they’re hosting a big gala the week after that here in town. Come with me?"

"Most of the NFL will be there, including Kellerman."

"I don't care. Be my date."

She looked at him and then turned around, giving him her back. "You know I can't."

"Why the hell not, Adalyn?"

"This little thing called work."

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