Page 100 of Connected By Stars
“Good,” I moan when he continues to lick and bite along my neck. My nipples are straining against my swimsuit as they rub against his chest. The light swaying from the water just adds to the movement. I reach down between us and untie his shorts before exposing his tip. My hand moves down his length before running over the glistening top.
“God, Bell, you’ve ruined me. I hope you know I wouldn’t be able to survive if you ever left me.” I lean back to look at him. How could he ever think I would leave him? My heart aches at the thought of never being his. His fear is still there, though. Under all that confidence on the outside is a guy who’s pushed me away for years for fear of being hurt.
“You own me, Maverick Alexander Lane. My heart, soul, and body belong to you. I hope someday you truly believe that I will forever be yours.”
He studies me and must see the truth in my eyes because he nods and crushes his lips to mine. His hand goes down to push my bikini bottom aside as I free him the rest of the way out of his shorts. I stroke his hardness as his fingers find me soaking for him.
“Fuck. You are always so fucking ready for me. It’s the biggest turn-on that I make you feel like this.”
“Only you.”
Moaning against my lips, he lifts me before I slide down onto him. “You feel so good, baby. Nothing has ever felt like this for me.” His thumb brushes across my nipple, causing me to arch back at the sensation. He moves my triangle top to the side, exposing one breast as he teases and pinches my sensitive nipple until I’m wanting with need so bad that I hear myself whimper.
I increase my pace, needing him to be deep inside me.
Hard.
Fast.
Branding me.
His hand grabs my ass and digs into my soft flesh as he meets my thrusts. I feel a deep burning in my core before I shatter around him, clenching and pulsing as he goes over the edge with me. He captures my lips in a searing kiss, cutting off our screams as he devours my mouth like someone who is on the brink of starvation.
“Un-fucking-beliveable,” he whispers against my lips. “We have to do this at least once a week out here.”
“Once a week?” I say, laughing against him.
“Okay, once a month, then.” He grins, and I reach out to touch his dimples.
“Once a month, it is.” He kisses me one more time and then fixes my bikini top before tying his shorts.
The sun has fully made its appearance now as we make our way back to shore. We pull up to one of our favorite islands for the rest of the morning to swim before heading back to the dock. I see Maya walk towards us as we get the ski on the lift.
“Bella! I guess Maverick took you to see the sunrise?”
“He did. I can’t believe how gorgeous the view is from out there. I thought the beach view was beautiful, but it doesn’t come close to what you see out there.” I get off the jet ski and put my jacket in the storage box along with Maverick’s.
“He always did love sneaking out there to watch it. He didn’t think we knew when he was younger, but Matt and I always did.” She laughs softly.
“I thought I was being so sneaky, too,” Mav says, laughing as he sprays off the jet ski.
“Parents always know. I’m glad he brought you, Bella. He’s never brought anybody out there before.” She grins at me before turning to Mav. “I’m just thrilled you guys realize what we’ve seen for a long time.”
“Yeah, it took me long enough.” Mav points the hose at my legs, spraying me as I yelp from the cold. He laughs and goes back to the jet ski.
“You have your hands full with that one, Bella, but if anyone can handle him, it’s you.”
“Oh, I can handle him alright.” I take the nozzle that he just set down and spray his chest.”
“You’re so going to pay for that later.” His eyes dance with amusement before slowly walking over to me. I back up, hitting the dock post, knowing I’m trapped. He slowly takes the nozzle out of my hand, not breaking eye contact. I know any second, he’s going to blast me with it. He grins wickedly before turning and spraying his mom on her bare legs.
“Maverick Alexander!” She tries to dodge the spray and fails, getting completely wet on her legs. “I can’t believe I didn’t see that coming.” She laughs and tries to swipe the water off her legs.
He’s grinning like an idiot or a mischievous devil—either would work right now. He puts the hose up and turns it off.
“You must be getting off your game the older you get.” If I hadn’t grown up with him and his parents, I would be shocked right now at his banter with his mom. I know they love to give each other hell, being more alike than they realize.
“I’ll remember that the next time you want me to make your favorite tacos.” She tries to hide her smile but breaks out into a grin when he picks her up in a hug.
