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Maeve

The girls had already gone to bed, and I sat in the living room waiting for Christian to return. Tatum had called me earlier to tell me that a few of her bodyguards were coming to the house. I knew their presence bothered her initially, but I liked the addedsecurity quite frankly. There was no replacement, though, for the comfort I felt in Christian’s arms.

When I finally heard the car pull into the driveway, I pulled the oversized shirt down, somehow feeling less confident that I was pantless.

I stood when I heard the key in the door and walked to the door, not expecting any sort of reaction from him, but when the door closed and I laid eyes on Christian, I wanted to jump all over him. He looked absolutely edible. He was wearing all black. He had his two guns holstered into his pants, and as he walked toward me, he looked like every single scary villain in movies or books. Inside, though, I knew he was warm, caring, and all mine.

The moment his blue eyes locked with mine, he pulled the ponytail out of his hair, letting it down toward the nape of his neck. I was about to open my mouth when his big strides closed the distance between us quickly, and he slammed me up against the wall in the hallway.

One arm was around my waist and the other above my head, leveraging himself on the wall when his lips dropped to meet mine. As they hovered over my mouth, I instinctually let them part slightly.

“Firecracker, do you know what you told me this morning?” That was not what I expected to hear right now.

I furrowed my brow in question, not knowing what or why he was asking me this, especially since we spent the entire day apart, so I simply shook my head.

He growled in my face before dropping his mouth down to dip into mine.

“I missed you so much,” I responded through his assault on my lips. “But you smell like…car oil?”

He pulled away and ran his hands through his golden locks.

“It was a long day,” he offered me, and I could tell something was bothering him. I didn’t want him to slip into escaping, so I just grabbed his hand.

“Let me clean you up.” I gave him a wink, and he playfully slapped my ass as I bound up the stairs.

I turned on the shower and pulled off what I was wearing to proudly display my nakedness.

“You wear nothing just for me, firecracker?” I nodded slowly, and he came to where I stood. I pulled off his shirt, and he shimmied out of his pants.

“You okay?” I asked as I noticed something still wasn’t right.

“Just a long day.” He walked into the shower, and I followed.

“Anything I could do to help?” I asked and dropped to my knees. The water from the shower pounded onto my face, and he only pushed his hips toward me.

“For someone who usually has a lot to say, you are awfully quiet right now.” I grabbed his thighs and gently rubbed my nails against his thick skin.

“Firecracker?”

I started to grin, loving the way my nickname sounded on his lips. “Yeah?”

“Respectfully, can you shut up and suck my cock now?”

I laughed, and he grabbed the back of my neck, thrusting himself deep down my throat. I liked this part of Christian. It was aggressive and demanding. He knew what he wanted.

I opened my mouth for his deep thick girth to enter, and as the water dripped down my face, I sucked him deep down in the back of my throat.

“Your mouth was made for me. Your lips are so beautiful and soft.” I looked up and saw him throwing his head back as the water rained on both of us.

I continued to suck him off, and he moved back into the water more so as my mouth slid up and down on his cock, I got mouthfuls of water and precum all over.

“Choke on it,” Christian all but demanded. I took him in as deep as I could, and as the water filled my mouth, so did his cock. He groaned in the most beautifully erotic way as I took him all the way to the back of my throat. I sucked him until my mouth was raw and my jaw was slack.

“Stand up.” Christian noticed that I was running out of steam, quite literally, it was getting so hot in this bathroom from a combination of the water and how intense it was between us.

I quickly stood, and he carried me over to the bedroom. The instant the cool air whipped through me, I felt energized again.

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