Page 67 of Teasing

My nails scrape at his boxers. “Maverick,” I plead quietly. “I want to feel you.”

“You’re going to feel me for fucking days, Emmie.”

The muscles in his arm stretch and pop as he leans over and grabs a condom from his nightstand, then stares at me with somuch need in his eyes. “You sure, baby? You say no, and we stop now.”

I grab the condom out of his hand and rip it open with my teeth. “If you even think of stopping now, I’ll wake up the whole house.”

A slow, sexy grin spreads across his handsome face, and he shoves his boxers down.

I look up at him, a little less sure once I see his massive cock.

Sweet Jesus. Is that going to fit?

Mav takes my hand in his and helps me roll the condom on.

He wraps an arm behind my back and presses me against him as I drag my tongue along the length of corded muscle wrapped around his shoulders and up his neck, then scrape my teeth over his ear. “Don’t be gentle.”

Mav’s eyes flash so hot, I get lost for a moment before he lays me back down.

“Quiet, right,il mio sole?”

I nod and hook my legs around his waist, anticipation humming hot and heavy through my veins.

Mav drags the thick head of his cock through my cum-drenched sex, coating himself in my wetness. Driving me crazy as he slides up and down, teasing me.

“Maverick... I need,” I gasp as he smacks the head of his cock against my clit.

My mouth opens to scream, but calloused fingers grip my jaw as his mouth devours mine. “I know what you need,” he groans into me, biting and licking. Each stroke of his tongue sending me higher. Each teasing brush of his dick so close to being inside me but not ... makes me crazier until I’m teetering on the edge of sanity, not sure how much more I can take. My hands fist the sheets as I thrash, ready to scream, when he finally pushes inside me—stretching me to the point of pain. Filling me until I don’t think I can take any more. Overwhelming me. Leaving megasping. Agony and ecstasy battle for control while I feel like I’m going to split in two.

I cling to him until there’s not a hair’s breadth of space between us.

“Mine,” he growls into my mouth, and my body sings.

“Mine,” I whisper back, my voice full of need.

With each achingly slow stroke, Maverick’s body worships mine.

My muscles slowly adjust and contract around him. Stretching to take him deeper. My nails clawing to get closer.

Strong calloused hands hold my face still while our tongues tangle and move in savage harmony. It’s rough and honest and makes me feel alive in a way nothing ever has. And when he finally seats himself fully inside me... when there’s no more space to move, or breathe, or think, I’m wholly consumed by him.

“Maverick . . .”

He drags his lips down the length of my throat, dragging his teeth over my rapid pulse, and lifts his eyes to mine. “Tell me what you feel, baby.” Maverick snaps his hips against mine, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“You,” I gasp. “I feel you and the way you’re filling me.” I drag my nails over his ass and dig in, silently begging him to move as I lift my hips and grind against him. “I feel full. So full. So good. Jesus,” I pant. “Nothing has ever felt like this. Like us.”

Mav’s smile is sexy and evil as he slowly pulls out, then slams back in. “You want it harder, Emmie?”

I pant and nod, and I claw at him, unable to form words as he sets a punishing rhythm with every hard snap of his hips against mine.

His big body dominates mine. Controlling me. Fucking me harder. Fanning the flames higher until they threaten to destroy us both.

Maverick picks me up so I’m in his lap. Every move of our bodies bringing us closer. My clit pulses with each thrust, and my head threatens to explode as white-hot heat licks up my body and pressure builds in its wake.

Feeding the already-burning inferno.

“So close,” I mewl, our breaths mingling as our bodies brush against each other. My nipples scraping against him with each thrust as he slams into me over and over.

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