Page 47 of The Cleaner

"Hey, handsome," she says softly as I reach the doorway. Her voice is honey-sweet, sending a shiver down my spine.

I lean in, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Hey, babe," I reply, pulling her close to me. “You have a good day?”

She nods as she rises on her tiptoes, pressing her lips to mine. The second our mouths touch, I take over and deepen the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers as I back her into the house. Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging lightly as a soft moan escapes her.

I pull back, breathless, taking in her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. "God, fuck, I needed that," I murmur, trailing kisses along her jaw.

"Mmm," she moans, her breath hitching as I nip at her earlobe.

My hands roam down her sides, gripping her thighs. In one swift motion, I lift her up, and she wraps her legs around my waist as I walk us into the house, kicking the door closed with my foot. “Maverick,” she says with a laugh. “Put me down.”

With a teasing nip at her lips, I obey her request and slowly lower her down my body. I relish in the hitch of her breath and the way her stomach presses against my already hardened erection. "Gotta say, babe, I was pleasantly surprised by your text. I thought for sure you would need some time to work up the courage."

A playful sparkle dances in her eyes as she rolls them at me. "You're such an ass," she sighs. "I don't know why, but I always feel shy around you when we're together. It's highly annoying, especially since I know how comfortable I am with you." Her voice softens and she reaches up to run her fingers through my hair. "But I also know that you weren't lying when you said I was yours. So, I took a chance and sent that text." A blush rises in her cheeks. “And here you are,” she says as she steps back from me. “So thank you for answering.”

I follow her into the kitchen, my eyes never leaving her sexy body. As she reaches into the fridge, the hem of her tank top rides up, revealing a tantalizing strip of smooth skin. I can't resist anymore. In two quick strides, I'm behind her, my hands on her hips, pulling her back against me.

"Fuck," I growl into her ear, my voice low and husky. "I want you."

She gasps, arching her back, pressing her ass against my growing erection. "Maverick," she breathes, her voice a mix of surprise and desire.

I spin her around, lifting her onto the kitchen counter in one fluid motion. Her legs part instinctively, and I step between them, my hands running up her thighs. "You have no idea what you do to me," I murmur, leaning in to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Her hands find their way to my chest, fingers curling into my shirt as she pulls me closer. I can feel the heat radiating from her body.

Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips down her neck, savouring the soft whimpers that escape her. My hands slide under her tank top, caressing the smooth skin of her stomach, inching higher. She arches into my touch, silently begging for more.

"Tell me what you want, baby," I breathe against her collarbone, nipping gently.

She shivers, her legs tightening around my waist. "You," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I want you, Maverick."

Hearing my name on her lips, dripping with need, nearly undoes me. I capture her mouth in another passionate kiss, swallowing her moans as my hands finally reach her breasts. I palm them roughly, feeling her nipples harden against my touch. She gasps into my mouth, her hips rocking against me instinctively.

"Fuck, you're so responsive," I growl, breaking the kiss to trail my lips down her neck. "So fucking perfect."

Her hands fumble with the buttons of my shirt, desperate to feel my skin. I help her, shrugging it off quickly before returning my attention to her body. In one swift motion, I pull her tank top over her head, tossing it aside.

"God, look at you," I breathe, drinking in the sight of her bare chest. Her breasts are perfect, full and perky, nipples pebbled and begging for my touch. I don't hesitate, lowering my head to take one into my mouth. She cries out, her back arching as I swirl my tongue around her nipple, teasing and sucking. My hand finds her other breast, kneading and pinching gently.

"Maverick," she moans, her fingers tangling in my hair, holding me to her chest. "Oh God, yes."

I switch sides, lavishing attention on her other breast as my hand slides down her stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of her shorts. She's so wet already, her arousal coating my fingers as I tease her entrance.

"Fuck, baby," I groan against her skin. "You're soaked for me."

She whimpers, rocking her hips against my hand. "Please," she begs, her voice breathy and desperate.

I can't deny her. Slowly, I slide two fingers inside her, relishing the way she gasps and tightens around me. I curl my fingers, searching for that spot which will make her see stars. When I find it, her whole body jerks, a strangled moan escaping her lips.

"That's it, baby," I murmur, setting a steady rhythm with my fingers. "Let me hear you."

Her head falls back, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her. I can't take my eyes off her face, watching as each stroke of my fingers brings her closer to the edge. Her hips move in time with my hand, chasing her release.

"Maverick," she pants, her voice high and breathy. "I'm so close... Please..."

I increase the pace, my thumb finding her clit and circling it firmly. "Come for me," I growl, nipping at her collarbone. "Let go, baby. I've got you."

Her body tenses, back arching as she cries out my name. I feel her walls clench around my fingers as she comes undone, trembling in my arms. I work her through it, slowing my movements as she comes down from her high.

"That's it, baby," I murmur, pressing soft kisses to her neck. "You're so beautiful when you come."

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