Page 59 of Pit Stop

He falls onto me and nuzzles into my chest.

“It’s weird, right? How in sync we are?”

“Mm,” I say, my hand moving up his smooth back. I can feel him breathing, can feel the small puffs of warm breath against my skin.

Fuck, this is heaven.

“You hungry?” I ask.

“Always trying to feed me. Is that a kink of yours?”

“Just wanna make sure my mate is full.”

He wiggles on top of me, adorably. “I’m full of your cum.”

“Gods,” I murmur, and he grins down at me, some of his hair falling across his forehead. I brush it back as he leans into me.

“Are you sure you don’t mind me living here? Being around you until we can get this bond sorted.”

“I don’t mind it,” I say, even though that’s a lie. I don’t mind, but it’s more than that. I’m fucking happy, elated even. I can’t believe my luck. A smart, hot guy like Skye, being with someone like me. I fucking preen with the thought.

“Good. Sage will get this sorted. I bet we’ll have it all figured out in a few weeks.”

I don’t want it sorted. I want to keep him. But that’s selfish, so I let it go and just roll him onto his back and kiss him senseless. I’m going to take everything I can while he’s still mine.

CHAPTER

ELEVEN

SKYE

I spendthe next morning tidying up the trailer and organizing all my things, Maverick helping me. He makes sure to touch me as often as possible, and he’s gone down on me twice.

Who knew I’d be such a sex fiend?

“What are these?” Maverick asks, holding up the bag of sex toys I fetched from the driveway. My cheeks flush. Not that I should be embarrassed. He’s been inside of me. Everywhere.

“My toys,” I say, swiping the bag from him.

“Yeah? Show me,” he says lowly, something moving through me, lust and excitement.He thinks it’s sexy.I open the bag and pull out the few dildos I bought.

He stares at them, wetting his lips. “Hmm…I think we could use those.”

“We can?” I ask as he moves closer to me, his fingers landing on my hips, pulling me into him.

“Yeah, Skye. I could do all sorts of things with those. Fill you up on both ends.”

The way he says that, the way he feels, hot and thick. I shudder and moan as he presses a kiss to my neck.

“Yeah, we should totally do that.”

“We will,” he promises before pulling away. “But first, we need to get to work. Gotta pay the bills. And you, smart Skye, need to study.”

The way he says that has me melting into him. I thought I hated him all those weeks ago, but really, I just wanted him and didn’t think he could ever want me back. I can’t deny the truth anymore. I love his attention on me.

He wets his lips, looking at me, and then groans. “You look really fucking hot though in those tight pants.”

I stare down at them. “They’re just normal skinny jeans.”

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