Page 42 of Maverick

When his fingers dipped into her panties and trailed down along her slit, she gasped sharply, then moaned as he found her clitoris with practiced ease.

“Maverick,” she groaned, her voice thick with desire.

“That’s it, darlin’. Just feel what I’m doing to you and how good I’m going to make you feel.” He pressed his lips to hers again, capturing them in a deep, hard kiss before biting gently at her bottom lip and sucking it between his teeth. “Touch me, Parker. I want to feel your hands all over me.”

She ran her hands down his muscled back, tugging at the hem of his T-shirt until she managed to pull it free from his jeans. Rolling it up over his head, she tossed it across the room. Her nails raked down his sculpted chest toward the snap of his jeans. With deliberate slowness, she unsnapped them and lowered the zipper. His hard cock strained against the denim.

Maverick’s strong hand wrapped around her wrist and guided her hand to the bulge in his underwear. When she squeezed her fingers around him through the fabric, he moaned deeply and arched closer to her.

“I want to be buried inside you, Parker,” he murmured against her lips before kissing her again. “I want to feel you clench around my cock when you come.”

Parker trembled at his words; they were the most erotic thing she had ever heard. As he began to move away from her side, she grabbed onto him and whimpered softly. He kissed her reassuringly.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby.” He moved to the edge of the bed, removed his boots quickly, and stood up.

She widened her eyes as he turned to face her fully. To say he had an incredible body was an understatement—his physique was nothing short of godlike even with only his shirt off. Holding eye contact with her, he shoved his jeans down and stood there in just his boxer briefs that left very little to the imagination.

Parker propped herself up on her elbows, looking into his eyes before letting them roam over him. She watched intently as he pushed off the last barrier of clothing. His impressive erection made her mouth water. She lifted her gaze back to meet his intense stare. Reaching into the nightstand drawer, he retrieved a condom. She moaned softly as he opened it and rolled it down over himself with careful precision.

He walked to the foot of the bed and removed her sneakers before slowly pulling off her jeans and panties. With a playful grin, he dropped them carelessly to the floor and moved back up along her body. Unhooking the front clasp of her bra with skillful fingers, he slid the straps down her arms while never breaking eye contact. He pulled her into a sitting position and removed the bra completely before gazing at her exposed breasts appreciatively.

Closing his eyes for a moment as if savoring the sight, he leaned down and took one nipple between his teeth gently. She grabbed fistfuls of his hair as pleasure surged through her body; she was amazed at how incredibly good it felt.

Maverick continued trailing kisses down from her chest lower still. The closer he got to the curls between her legs, the more nervous excitement bubbled within Parker. Since Brad had never done this for her before; she didn’t know what to expect.

“Maverick…” her voice wavered slightly.

He raised his head and looked at her with concern. “Do you want me to stop?”

The question hung in the air between them like a fragile thread poised for answer. “No, it’s just—” She shook her head, her voice trembling slightly.

“Parker, sweetheart, if you don’t like it, I’ll stop. But I think you will. You are such a sensual woman—”

“I’m not. I don’t know what you want me to do.”

“Just enjoy it, Parker. Like I said, if you don’t like it, I’ll stop. I promise.”

After a moment of hesitation, she nodded subtly. He raised himself up and kissed her gently.

“It will feel better than you can imagine,” he whispered.

“Okay,” she replied softly.

Their eyes locked as he lowered his head to her belly, planting soft kisses along the way. He carefully parted her legs and slid down, placing tender kisses above her curls before letting his tongue trace a slow path along her slit. She gasped involuntarily.

“Bend your knees,” he murmured. “That’s it.”

She was relieved he couldn’t see the fiery blush on her face; soon that embarrassment melted away as she began to relax and revel in the sensation. When his lips encircled her clitoris and he sucked gently, she gasped again, fingers tangling in his hair. Each suckle sent waves of pleasure through her body, making her belly flutter and her breaths deepen.

“Let go, Parker,” he urged softly.

She struggled to catch her breath as an overwhelming sensation surged through her, eliciting a low moan from deep within her throat.

“Maverick,” she gasped out.

“I’ve got you. Let go.”

With those words, she cried out as a powerful orgasm overtook her, shaking her body with its intensity. She drew in deep breaths as Maverick moved back up her body, pressing his lips to hers for a passionate kiss.

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