“Oh...fuck,” I manage to get out as I throb around his length.
He increases his speed, the headboard slamming into the wall behind us. His chest is now slick with a coating of sweat. I want him to feel as good as I had. I tighten my legs around him.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathes into my ear.
“Then show me,” I challenge. A moment later, he hits me deep, a groan escaping from his lips as he empties himself inside me.
Our sexcapade leaves both of us intertwined in rapid breaths of satisfaction. And just like that, a sexual bond was fostered. Sweat cloaks the bed. The room smells of lust.
“Amazing. Mmmm.” Words fail to describe what just took place. The risk was worth it in my mind.
“You’re telling me.” Maverick’s laying beside me, sweat glistening. He looks so yummy that I want to jump on him again. I hold off and run my finger down his chest instead. I take my time before getting up. I rise naked, slipping out into the hallway and walking back to my room.