Page 12 of Our Chance

He had to deal with several irate customers, as well as adelivery of car parts that was all wrong, and then of course he hadto cancel his lunch date with Freya, which pissed him off. On hisbad days, knowing he was going to see his woman got him through theday. He didn’t mind that they were keeping their relationship asecret. He was already aware that the town knew about them, andhe’d gladly wait for Freya to be ready.

By the end of the day, he was more thanready to close shop, go home, and enjoy an ice-cold beer. The heat hadn’t helped either.He was just heading toward the back of his office when her voicestopped him.

“Having a bad day?” Freya asked.

She rarely visited him at the shop, justas he didn’t go to the DIY store. This was her way of keeping theirrelationship low-key.

“It was, but it has just gotten a lotbetter.”

The smile on her face lit up his wholeworld. He took a step toward her, then another, but remembered theywere out in the open, so doing anything more was out of thequestion.

Freya frowned and he waited.

“Fuck this,” she said, and he got his handsout in time to catch her as he pulled her in close and then tookpossession of her lips. She tasted so good.

All too soon, he realized they were out inthe open, in his mechanic store, where anyone could see them.

“Freya?”

“I don’t care,” she said. “The whole townknows anyway, right? Why try to hide what they already know?”

Well, he did have that argument withhimself, but now that she’d spoken those words for him, he didn’tsee a reason to argue with her.

Taking possession of her mouth, he kissedher harder, and then he had no choice but to pull away.

“I need to close up.”

“I’ll come with.” She slid her hand into his, and he felt like hewas pussy-whipped, because he loved it.

He walked with her into his office, and thenclosed the door. Maverick knew he should close the shop and takeher back home, but he’d had such a bad day.

“Uh, Maverick?” she asked, and he pressedhis face against her neck.

“Yeah.”

“I thought you wanted to close up shop.”

“I do, but I’ve had one fuckup afteranother, and all that got me through the day was knowing I would be with you at the endof it. I don’t want to wait.” He pulled away and smiled at her. “Iwant to make memories here.”

If she told him no, he’d back off, butthen she cupped his face, and he truly did think she was going topush him away. But then,she pulled him in close and kissed him, hard.

Wrapping his arms around her, he moved heraway from the door and walked her back toward thetable, swiping his hand acrossthe desk. He needed to be inside her.

She was already wearing a skirt, which wasso convenient, not that he would have minded the struggle of a pairof pants. He was willing to do whatever it took to be withFreya.

He pushed up her skirt, and gripped herfleshy thighs. He loved the curves of this woman and he couldn’tget enough of her. She was everything. Pressing one palm to herpussy, he was happy to find her slick, and he groaned. With hisother hand, he sunk his fingers into her hair,gripping the back of herneck. The only way he was going to have a good day was by startingand ending it with Freya.

He broke the kiss and trailed his lips downto her neck, feeling her pussy contract around his finger as heplunged it inside her. She gave that little whimper as he nipped atthe tender flesh of her neck, and then he traced a path with histongue, feeling her quiver beneath him.

“Please,” she said.

He loved it when she begged. And he wasn’tin the mood to make her wait. He had to feel hertightness wrapped aroundhis length.

Letting her go, he did so, only longenough to ease his cock out of the tight confines of his pants, andthen he tugged at her panties, tearing them off her body. Hepocketed the evidence, and then plunged balls-deep inside her. Every time he used thisdesk, he was going to have the memory of claiming Freya right ontop of it.

She gasped and he groaned. Pulling all theway out of her, until only the tip remained, he began to sink backinto her. He watched her, loving how good she looked, stretched wide over his length.His cock was slick with her pre-cum, and he wanted to feel herorgasm on his cock.

Licking his fingers, he pressed them to her clit, feeling herbody’s response instantly. His name fell from her lips, and hewatched her, not teasing or making this last. He wanted her to comeso he could finish off. He wanted to plant his seed deep inside hercore, and the moment she screamed his name, he didn’t holdback.

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