Page 56 of Maverick

Parker moaned, as she felt his thick length pushing into her, feeling stretched and filled but also so good.

“You feel so good,” she gasped, biting her lip as he slid deeper, making her feel him all the way to the hilt. Her body adjusted quickly, accepting him inside of her like a well-worn glove. She looked up at him. He was gorgeous, all muscle and sweat glistening on his skin, breathing hard just as she was. The bed creaked beneath them as they rocked together in perfect sync.

He kissed her neck. “I love being inside you,” he said before nipping playfully at her earlobe. He pulled out almost all the way then slammed back in again; the sudden intrusion making Parker let out a gasp of surprise mixed with pleasure that sent shivers down her spine. His hands ran up and down the smooth curves of her body. He growled low in his throat when she arched into him and wrapped her legs around his waist, as he thrust harder this time. His hips slammed against hers with each powerful stroke; the sound filling the room with an obscene rhythm that made them both hotter for each other.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he whispered, making her groan.

His body pounded into hers relentlessly, each thrust sending a bolt of white-hot pleasure coursing through her veins. Her nails raked down his back, digging into his skin as she arched her hips higher, desperate for more. The tension inside her coiled tighter and tighter, like a spring on the brink of snapping.

“Maverick,” she cried out his name, her voice hoarse with passion as she felt the orgasm approach like a gathering storm. Her entire body trembled with anticipation, every nerve ending burning with electricity.

He growled in response, his hips moving even more frantically against hers. His grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging in as he pushed her over the edge.

Waves of ecstasy crashed over her, shattering her into a million pieces. Her orgasm tore through her like a storm, leaving in its wake a trail of shuddering spasms that left her breathless and spent. She cried out again as each new wave of pleasure washed over her, oblivious to everything but the mind-shattering release coursing through her veins.

Maverick groaned, then he stilled above her as his own orgasm overtook him. His body tensed, muscles rigid as he came. A shudder wracked his frame before collapsing onto her, their ragged breaths mingling in the heavy silence that followed their shared orgasms...

Parker jumped when she felt his hand on hers and looked over at him.

“We’re almost there,” he said, grinning before his expression turned serious. “What’s on your mind?”

She smiled playfully. “Last night.”

He let out a groan and closed his eyes in response.

The pilot informed them that they would be landing in fifteen minutes. Parker watched as Maverick pulled out his phone to send a quick text to his mother.

“I’m nervous about meeting your parents.”

“Don’t be. They’re great,” he reassured her.

“I’m sure they’re great to you, but they don’t know me.”

“They’ll love you.” He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze before leaning over to kiss her.

When the jet finally landed, they disembarked and waited for the pilot to retrieve their luggage from the cargo hold. Parker’s nerves kicked into overdrive when she heard a car approaching. Here we go.

An older couple emerged from the vehicle and made their way toward the jet with excited looks on their faces. Maverick walked past Parker to greet them with hugs when they reached him. She smiled at the sight of their close relationship. Then he led them over to her.

“Mom, Dad, this is Parker Tisdale.” Maverick introduced her. “Parker, these are my parents, Maureen and Lance Whitacre.”

“It’s so nice to meet you,” Parker said politely as she extended her hand.

“Oh no, none of that. Come here.” Maureen embraced Parker in a warm hug.

Parker laughed and hugged her back before receiving a hug from Maverick’s father as well.

“She’s beautiful, son,” Lance commented with a smile.

Maverick winked at Parker. “I know.”

“Let’s head home now. I’m sure you must be tired,” Maureen suggested, catching the slight blush on Parker’s face and causing her to tilt her head and grin.

Maverick chuckled and Parker elbowed him. After stowing their luggage in the car, they all climbed inside, and Lance drove them to their house.

As they pulled up to the house, Parker couldn’t help but admire its beauty. She turned to Maverick with a smile.

“What a lovely home.”

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