Page 20 of Maverick

“Nobody can help me.”

“We can! You are so fucking stubborn!”

“Can you leave me alone now, Maverick?” I tried to push past him, but he just grabbed my face in his hands.

Maverick pushed himself up against me, his green eyes were glowing with desire, “No, Willow. I’m not going to leave you alone.”

Then his lips came crashing down on mine. There was no slow, sweet kiss. There was no chance to even think. It was rough, it was powerful, it was everything I wanted.

I thrust my hands into Maverick’s hair and pushed myself up against him. A little moan slipped from my lips and that made him go over the edge. Maverick lifted me up and threw me on the bed. He turned and made sure the door was shut before rushing back over to me.

I sat up and slowly lifted my shirt up, over my head. I watched as Maverick’s eyes scanned my body, the fire in them igniting even higher. He leaned down and slowly kissed me, letting his tongue slip past my lips. I moaned and leaned into him, pulling him on top of me.

Maverick let his hands slide down my body as he kissed down my neck, stopping to nibble on my ear. He unbuttoned my pants and slipped them down my legs then sat up to tear his shirt off. All I could do was stare. Maverick was the perfect fucking man. Tattoos ran down his arms and all across his chest. I wanted to trace each one with my tongue.

I reached up and pulled him back down to me, then rolled him over so I was straddling him. He ran his hands down my sides and back up to gently caress my breasts.

“Goddamn, baby. You are fuckingperfect.” Maverick pulled my face to him as he kissed me again. As he kissed down my neck, his hands worked my bra off. He flung it across the room then took one of my aching nipples in his mouth.

I moaned and threw my head back as he went to work on my other nipple, then switched back to the first one. “Oh god.Fuck, Mav. That feels so good.”

Maverick then flipped me over so I was on my back as he kissed down my body, dipping his tongue under my panty line. He slowly grabbed them and started to take them off as I raised my ass to help him. Maverick ran one finger down my dripping lips, then put it in his mouth. “Fuck, baby girl. You taste so fuckinggood.” He then shoved his tongue in my pussy and went to town.

Maverick’s tongue dove deep into me then back out. He sucked on my clit as I thrashed around on the bed, moaning his name. “Oh God! Yes, Maverick!Right there!”

He grabbed my hips and held them down while he swirled his tongue in me, then slowly slipped a finger in. As Maverick pulled one finger out, he nibbled on my clit then thrust two fingers deep in me.

I could feel the fire in my body starting to spread. It felt so good and I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I shamelessly ground my pussy on Maverick’s tongue, begging him to never stop. “Oh god, Maverick. I’m gonna come,pleasedon’t stop.”

Maverick just went harder, three fingers in me, his tongue in me, his other hand pinching my nipple. “Come for me, baby. Let me taste thatsweet honey.” As he swirled his tongue around my clit, I exploded.

I threw my head back and screamed his name. My whole body started to shake and tremble. I bucked against his mouth over and over, until the last tremor ended. I melted into the bed as Maverick climbed on top of me. He smashed his lips to mine and I could taste myself on his tongue.

I looked up at him and could see the lust in his eyes. He bent down to kiss me again and I closed my eyes, but instead of feeling his lips on mine, I was met with nothing.

I opened my eyes and saw Maverick getting dressed. I scowled and sat up, “What the fuck?”

He just looked at me, with those gorgeous green eyes, “You’re right, Willow. We can’t do this. I’ll find you somewhere else to stay while your van is getting fixed. Fuck. I’m so sorry.”

Maverick ran out the door and I could hear him stomping up the steps, swearing to himself. Frustrated and utterly confused, I got up and opened one of his drawers. I found a black shirt and threw it on and found a clean pair of panties. Holding back the tears, I got dressed and cleaned up.

I called Orion and headed out to the small porch. I grabbed my brushes and paint and got to work. I let my brush take me away and forget all about what happened in the bedroom. Maverick was right; we couldn’t do whatever we just did. Alone, I let the tears flow down my face. I let all my emotions go.

I painted until the whole canvas was covered in blues, blacks, and greens. The sun was setting so I quickly cleaned up then headed inside. Climbing on the bed, I snuggled up with Orion, wishing Maverick was there with me.

I regretted drawing the line between Mav and I before. There were so many emotions behind that decision that I made recklessly. I just didn’t want him to think I was some club bunny or one of those middle class women trying something exciting.

Then there was a part of me that knew we would never work, but another part of me just wanted to try. To let us explode and let whatever was going to happen, happen. It screamed to jump into the deep end head first with no fear. But I shut down that voice quickly.

I slowly closed my eyes and let sleep take over me. Dreams of Maverick and living a normal life flooded my mind.If only dreams could come true...

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