Page 20 of Maverick

That brought a smile to her face as she hugged him tightly.

“Have I told you how much I love you lately?”

“No, but you could show me,” he grinned. She wiggled closer, spreading her legs wider to accommodate his large body.

“Oh, Mr. Stanton, maybe you should take me to bed,” she smirked. He pushed her back against the cold marble, smiling down at her as he ripped her panties from her body.

“I think I’ll have my dessert right here.”

“Are you okay?” asked Mav, staring at Katelyn.

“Nervous, I guess.”

“Of us? I’ll stay in the guest room until you’re ready, honey.”

“No,” she smiled. “I’m not nervous about us. And no, you will not stay in the guest room. I want you to be with me by my side, Mav. I haven’t thanked you for bringing me here. I haven’t thanked you for saving me, for making me less afraid, but most of all, I haven’t thanked you for allowing me to be with your family and friends.

“They’re all amazing, Mav. I love your mother. She’s smart and beautiful and strong. Your dad is a slightly older version of you,” she grinned. “How could I not love him? I can see what I might have to look forward to in twenty or thirty years.”

“You’re thinking about a future with me,” he smiled.

“I am,” she laughed. “And you knew I would. Somehow, you knew I would fall in love with you. There was no way I couldn’t.”

“I’ll go at your pace, Katelyn. But I have to tell you, if the pace doesn’t pick up soon, I’m going to need to take care of things myself.”

“No need for that,” she said with a hot breath against his lips.

Wiggling to straddle his lap, she reached between them, unzipping his trousers. With her still sitting on him, he lifted his buttocks and shoved his pants down. Katelyn smiled at him, his thick, heavy cock bouncing up and down. The head was purple and red, already weeping for release.

“Do we need a condom?” he asked.

“I’m not on anything,” she said, kissing his neck. He ripped her panties off her body, and she let out a yelp, giggling. “I don’t want to be on anything.”

Mav slid two fingers into her tight, wet hole. She was so hot and slick he nearly came on himself.

“Fuck, Katelyn, baby,” he moaned.

“I-I know. I’m so ready for you,” she whispered against his ear. He lifted her hips, positioning her over his tip, and then slowly let her slide down, filling her, stretching her, molding her to his own body.

“Shit,” he muttered.

“Y-you’re so big. You’re s-so thick,” she gasped.

“Easy, baby girl. Easy. Just slide down easy. That’s it. Up. Down. Fuck me, yeah, that’s it,” he growled.

Katelyn whipped off her sweater, tossing it over her head to the floor. She wore a front-closure bra, unhooked it, and tossed that aside. Mav immediately went for her nipples, tasting, sucking, squeezing her lush, full breasts.

“Mav,” she gasped.

Gripping her ass cheeks, he twisted and slammed her into the sofa, pushing one leg over the back of it, the other wide and up over his shoulder. He could see his cock ramming into her sweet, pink pussy, drinking up the juices they created together.

When Katelyn arched her back, her mouth open, gasping for air, he knew she was on the edge, and so was he. Her nails scratched down his back as she screamed in ecstasy. Mav followed, releasing his pent-up desire into the only woman he’d ever made love to without a condom.

But he couldn’t stop. Empty but still hard, he continued to move inside of her.

“More, Mav. I need more,” she panted.

“You’re fucking perfect for me,” he growled. He pulled out and lowered his mouth between her legs, flicking his magical tongue against her hardening button. When she squirmed, telling him she was close, he pounded into her again, his cock drawing out the last of her orgasm and freeing his own.

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