Page 4 of Love Again

Chapter 9

Laramie

I open my eyes and face Maverick again. I'm no longer nervous but I have drank almost 2 small wine bottles so that could be why. "About me, you didn't ask around?" I ask playfully. He gives me a playful smile back. "I told you, I wanted to know you, not what others know." His voice is deep and raspy. Flutters flow through my chest and stomach. Somehow, he has this effect on me. Something I never thought I'd ever feel again. His hand rest on mine. For a moment I think of moving it. I didn't realize I was even touching his forearm until a minute ago. However, it felt natural, so I didn’t pull away. "Well, I was married for 10 years, my husband was killed in the line of duty at a traffic stop. I have four kids; I didn't know I was pregnant at the time he died. " I pause. "I teach 12th grade English and that's about it." I sigh then laugh at how boring my adult life sounds. To be expected when you're a single mom of four. He takes his fingers and runs them gently through my hair. His eyes have a soft gaze on mine. "I'm sorry for your loss." His large, calloused hand cups my cheek. His thumb runs along my cheekbone. My body is beggingKISSME! "It’s okay. It was unexpected, we're doing okay though. Some days are harder than others." I pause. "Sometimes the kids make me feel so defeated. Jaxson went through puberty now he hates everything I do. He got in trouble with his calculus teacher Friday. I'm sure you'll hear of it." I let out a frustrated sigh thinking of the conversation Ms. Matheson, and I had. She probably hates Jax now. He chuckles. "They’re good kids from what I've seen. Jaxson has been respectful to me and the other coaches, I can talk to him if you'd like?" He asks me with a little bit of hope in his voice. Do I want him to talk to my son? Would that just upset Jaxson more? Well, he wouldn't need to know he heard it from me. "I don't know, maybe." I smile. We go on to talk about what we wanted to be when we were younger. Maverick laughs when I tell him I really wanted to be a pony braider and just braid horses’ hair all day. We learn each other’s favorite food, color, shows, movies. The conversations flow naturally. I have not felt this content in a long time. It feels different with him. Like the new person I am post marriage is happy just being here withhim.

The guilt I feel creeps up, but I push it back down. "What time is it?" I ask laying on my back watching the stars. "Just past 10:30, do you need to go?" I check my phone and see a picture from Brandi. She is laying down with the kids in a blanket fort. I smile and show Maverick. "Not yet, unless you're ready to take me back home." I whisper. Praying our night hasn't come to an end. I rest on my side. My jacket hangs over the bed of the truck. The lacy red low-cut shirt I am wearing is exposed. I don't feel uncomfortable maybe it's the wine talking but I want him to kiss me. I've only kissed two boys in my lifetime. Well, now three. Tommy Heckler in 8th grade, Let's just say I try not to revisit Tommy's "kiss" that was more like eating my mouth. Ick. And then myhusband... He turns to face me more. "No. I like being here with you Laramie." His deep voice sends chills all over my skin. Hearing my name roll off his lips makes me want to kiss him. He creeps closer, my heart thuds so loud I'm surprised he doesn't hear it. “I like being here with you too.”

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers. I search his amazing blue eyes. He shared his story, I shared mine. We've connected in a way I haven't done with anyone besides Alan. Would Alan want me to stay single? I'd like to think not. He would want me to be happy. He would want the kids to be happy. Is Maverick that happy for us? I decide to take a chance, because what is life without taking chances?

"Yes please." His lips press onto mine. Soft at first. He opens his mouth; his tongue traces my bottom lip. I open. Following his lead. I may have not kissed many in my life. But holy shit. This man's kissing abilities are sending flames to my core. Our tongues swipe against another before he pulls away taking my bottom lip between his teeth. I give out a small whimper. Suddenly I feel insecure. I've only been with one man. What if I sucked at kissing? What if he never wants to kiss me again and I made a fool of myself. "Hey where'd you go?" I look up at him. Concern on his face. "I-I have only kissed two guys before you. I'm sorry if that sucked." I say with a half laugh. Before I know what is happening, he takes me into his arms so I'm straddling him while he sits us upright. His muscles flexed beneath me. His very hard muscle at my vagina.Oh god. He cups my face and brings my face into his. Our lips crash on to each other. Tongues leisurely swiping at one another. He groans when my body involuntarily grinds down against him.

I moan like an idiot.

"Fuck." He mutters breaking the kiss. He tilts my head to the side and kisses down my neck down to my collar bone. My hands rest on his firm shoulders pressing my nails into them. "You are so beautiful Laramie." He whispers working kisses back up my neck. I rub against his erection again. We both groan at the same time. "I want you so bad babe." He nibbles on my ear lobe. Fuck. I want him too. Is this wrong of me? I barely know him. This is our first date. I don't do these things. However, I am a grown woman. I haven't had the touch of a man in five years, let alone one inside me. Ineedthis. "I want you too." I admit. He pulls back and studies me. I no longer feel insecure. The moonlight dances in his eyes, showing his desire for me. "I can't take you here Laramie. It's not fair to you." He says with a pained expression on his face. His hands rest against my cheeks. He places a soft kiss to my lips. I can't do this at my house with my kids, his sister and Chloe are at his place. I'd rather give myself to him out here with the moon and stars, than some sleezy hotel. "Please, Maverick." I plead. Rocking against him.Who am I?"Promise me you want this. You want me." His voice strains on his last words. His insecurities showing through. My new bold self kisses him. He parts his lips, letting our tongues fuse together. I whimper into his mouth while still grinding on him like a horny teenager. Then I pull back taking his bottom lip between my teeth. He hisses. Lifting my shirt from the bottom hem, I pull it over my head.

"I need you."

Chapter 10

Maverick

I've been with many women. Not in a while but many, nonetheless. None, absolutelynoneof them have had this effect on me. Here is this beautiful woman straddling my lap, her full breast in my face, I see the plain black bra, nothing fancy but since it's on her creamy skin it turns me on. She needs me. She is giving herself to me. In truth I need her too. I want her to want me.

"Maverick?" I hear Laramie say.

My thumbs trace over her exposed collarbone, the freckles splatter across her skin and I find myself wanting to kiss her all over, claim her. Make her mine. "Are you sure babe?" I ask kissing her softly between her full breasts. She arches into my touch. "Yes." She says barely a whisper. I reach around her and unclasp her bra. Her heavy tits come spilling out. She throws the bra to the side. Her dark hair cascades around her face and shoulders. I lift her chin to look at me. "You. Are. So. Fucking. Perfect." She whimpers as I kiss her softly, working my way to her neck, her shoulders. I take that perfect pert nipple in to my mouth and gently bite down while massaging the other. "Fuck, yes." She moans grinding into my touch. Her moans alone would make me come. I bite a little bit harder before moving to the other breast. I mimic the same action. As she digs into my shoulders. She reaches down trying to grab the bottom of my shirt. I chuckle at her struggle. I pull back and lift my shirt off with one swoop. "Holy shit. You're bigger than I thought." She laughs. The sound goes straight to my cock. What the hell? I feel like a damn kid copping his first feel. She kisses my neck, then my pecs nibbling on my nipple, I groan. Grabbing her shoulders, I lie her down onto the makeshift bed. Glancing around us, I see no one. "Are you sure Laramie?" I ask staring into her beautiful green "fuck me" eyes. I want nothing more to fuck her, to make love to her. To devour her. She nods eagerly. "Words baby." I grunt as she works her jeans down. She stops before kicking them to the side. Laying there in her black cotton underwear, nothing sexy. She. Herself is just the epitome of sex. Her creamy thick thighs begging for my mouth.

"Please Maverick." She whispers tweaking her nipples. Like the horny man I am. I make myself comfortable between her legs. I slide the black panties down her legs painfully slow. Trying to build the anticipation. Though I know we are both about to combust. Grazing my fingers along her soft skin as I do. Goosebumps prickle her legs. When I finally reach her feet, she is still wearing socks. I don't know where the booties went. I was too mesmerized with her shimmying out of those tight jeans. I slip her socks off then take the back of my palm between her thighs. I push the left one to the side. "Open" I say a little low growl in my voice. She complies, showing her perfect pink pussy. I glance at her face to study her a moment. I need her 100% on board with me. I want no regrets between us because I know. I know, I will fall hard for this incredible woman.You already have.My consciousness reminds me. I want her to be ready. I hover over her. "Open your eyes baby." I whisper next to her ear. Slowly she looks up at me. No tears but her eyes are wet. I cradle her face. "We don't have to do this baby." I tell her kissing her cheek. She leans into my touch and shakes her head. "I want too. I promise." She says, I feel there is more. I grab a blanket and cover her. Taking the side of her I hold her in my arms pulling her into me. "I've- I've just only been with one man. What if I'm not good at it? Or what if I do something embarrassing? I'm just an inexperienced thirty-seven-year-old woman. Who is afraid to fuck the most beautiful guy I've ever seen." She rambles. I wait a beat to ensure she's finished. Propping onto my arms so I can see her. "Baby, I promise you, if you are ready this is not the first and only time, I will be fucking you, as you say." I pause running my hands through my hair. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met Laramie. If you want to wait, we will wait. I will not pressure you into anything.Ever.I want to make love to you. I want to devour you honestly. Everything about you is perfect. I think you'd take me perfectly."

"But only if and when you are ready do I want that. Cause as much as I want to do all those things, I need you to be 100 percent certain, that you want it too." I lean in to kiss the top of her head, but before I can, she switches to her side, pushing back on my chest, she straddles me. Leaning down, her heavy breasts touch my chest. "Yes, I want that. I want you." She says capturing my lips with hers. I let her have the control she needs. Giving her access to my tongue. We kiss each other greedily. It feels like we’ve known each other for years when we kiss, the taste of her tongue, the whimpers she makes when I touch all over her body. Fuck, I am fallinghardand fast for this woman. When she starts to move down my neck, she bites softly and licks me. Working her way down to my pecs she trails kisses along my thick abs until she reaches my jeans. She makes quick work with the button. I lift my hips and help her pull them down. Leaving me in my boxers and her completely naked on top of me. I keep my eyes on her as I slowly tug my boxers down. She gives a quiet gasp when she sees my large erection. "That won't fit Maverick." she says with a laugh. Her hand covering her mouth like she is appalled with my cock. I chuckle. Rubbing her arms. "It will baby." I sit up and gestured to the spot I was laying. "Lie down." She does as I say. I nestle between her legs again. She spreads open without being told. "If this becomes too much. Tell me baby. I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

"Okay." She whispers. Giving me the okay. I take a finger and swipe the juices on her pussy. Fuck I need to taste her. One thing is for certain. I am a goner for this woman.

Chapter 11

Laramie

Lying on my back. The chill of March is not registering. All I feel is Maverick. He takes a finger and quickly swipes at my clit. I feel like I will come already. How embarrassing. I feel his tongue dive in against my wet folds. I grip the blankets beneath and buck my hips up. "Fuck." I whimper. My eyes closed tightly. This is a dream. A dream I will wake up from, right? Or not. I'd stay in this dream. Forever. I feel him nip at my clit and I cry out. Grabbing his hair with one hand I hold him there. "Watch me baby. Watch me make you come." He says in his husky deep voice. Fuck I'm going to come with his voice alone. I prop myself up and look down at him. His blue eyes connecting with mine. Desire. Lust. Fire. Dance behind his eyes. And I realize I want it all. He keeps his pace lapping at me. Until I feel a thick finger entering me. I tense. "Relax baby girl." He whispers. He curls his finger inside of me while still licking at me. Oh. My. God. Death by orgasm is that a thing? It's going to happen. I feel it. I grind my vagina onto him. Like a fucking cat in heat. I'm sure the sounds I am making will be scaring all the animals around us. "Fuck!" I cry out as my orgasm starts to implode. He works faster with his finger making me come hard. "Oh god!" I scream. My toes curl, and I see spots behind my eyes.Holy hell.Coming down from my high. Maverick hovers over me. "Can I make love to you know Laramie?"

"Yes. Yes please." I whimper. I feel his hard cock swipe up and down my clit, coating himself in my juices. My clit sensitive to the touch I moan out. He notches himself at my entrance and slowly works his way in. Filling me completely. I tense at the pain for a moment. "Jesus Laramie. You're so fucking tight baby." He whispers watching me. His hooded eyes are heavy. He slides out and back in a few times until I have fully adjusted to his size. Maverick looks at joined together, the bright moon is shining down on us as we make love. Maverick looks in awe of me, in awe of us. We have a good rhythm going, I move my hips up towards him, meeting him thrust for thrust. Until he hits a spot I never knew existed. Digging my nails into his arms, "Maverick!" I cry out. My eyes rolling back. "Give it to me baby girl." His voice low and sultry. I know I only have Alan to compare him to, but holy fuck. He is making me feel amazing. The size of him. Long thick and rock solid, fills me completely. Maverick takes his thumb and rubs my clit. I am going to come again. I cry out as my pussy contracts around him. “That’s it baby girl. Come for me.” He groans I feel his thrust increase while he spills inside of me. My orgasm crashing into me at the same time. I see stars when he yells my name into the empty night. This wasperfect.

His head drops to mine, and I sigh. Maverick positions himself on his forearms and stares into my eyes. I'm waiting for the guilt to come. Waiting for my thoughts to become erratic. Nothing happens, besides complete bliss. Laying under Mavericks strong arms. Everything feels right. He brushes a strand of hair out of my face. "You're so perfect Laramie." He whispers. Pressing his lips to my forehead. A blush creeps up from my neck to my cheeks. He slips out and pulls me close to him. Wrapping us in the blanket.

I don't know how long We lay there. Basking in nothing but the sound of nature and our breathing. The moon and stars shine brightly above us. As we write our love story.

For the first time. In a long time. I feel happy. I feel at peace. I feel like I am ready for my new beginning.

Chapter 12

Maverick

Three days have passed. Laramie hasn't intentionally avoided me. We’ve texted and talked on the phone when we can. I know life is busy with just one child, I can't imagine how it is with four. I miss her. I can't quite place when my mind became completely consumed by her.

That’s a lie, it has been like this from the start.

We have practice soon and I am nervous to see Jax. He seen me drop off his mother close to one the morning. She did not tell me if he said anything, but the look he gave me from the window was a look of disappointment. I didn't like it. Not because his mom is an adult and can do what she wants. It shouldn't matter if it's with me or not. She deserves to be happy. However, I want to be a friend, a mentor a coach to him. Whatever transpires between his mother and I, I do not want that to affect our relationship as coach and player. More than that though, if things go the way I want them too. I want to be someone he will lean on. For anything.All of them.I won't take their father’s place. I know I can’t. I just want to be accepted by them if given the chance. I shut my laptop from my office. Heading past the gym, I bump into the dark-haired beauty that has been driving me mad. I steady her with my hands on her shoulders. She blushes immediately. "Hi." She says shyly. Like I don't know how she looks naked. Like I don't know how she feels wrapped around my cock. "Hi baby," I whisper. Dropping a quick kiss to her cheek. She giggles and it goes straight to my dick. Fuck this woman. "Come here." She says grabbing my hand. I follow her like a lost puppy. As we run towards my office. Laramie opens the door. I enter in after her then she begins her attack. Wrapping her hands around my neck she pulls me to her. Kissing my lips. I open for her immediately. Our tongues clash in a hungry frenzy. Three days of pent-up emotions are about to combust. She bites my bottom lip and sucks it into her mouth. Causing us both to moan. Fuck. I've missed her. This crazy connection I have with her, it's unlike anything I’ve ever felt. The fact that she is trusting me. Giving herself to me. Makes me want to claim her even more. She pulls back. Looking at me with her green eyes. "I've been wanting to do this for the past three days." She whispers kissing my neck. Dropping to her knees, she peers up at me. Her eyes full of desire. I give subtle nod. Knowing once those full lips wrap around my cock. I'm done for. She will be claiming me, and I willingly give myself. She tugs my athletic sweats down. Wrapping her soft hand around the base, she swirls her tongue and licks my precum off the tip. She looks at me her cheeks are flushed. I've never seen someone so beautiful. Her hand has a slight tremble. The good man in me says to stop her. The bad, horny, lust filled man. Wants this. Needs this. "I haven't done this in a long time, so I'm sorry if I am bad..." she whispers staring at my cock. I pull her chin back up to have her look at me. "Do what feels natural baby, you could never disappoint me." I rub my thumb across her bottom lip. Laramie sucks my thumb into her mouth, making me groan. She laughs then dives in taking me slowly. I take in a deep breath and brace myself on the door. Careful not to take her hair into my hands. She hollows out her cheeks and sucks hard. She moans while my cock hits the back of her throat. Fuck.Fuck. I glance down and see her staring at me. Tears welt in her eyes as she sucks me harder. She takes my cock out and licks the underside while watching me. I'm gonna lose it. She takes those pouty lips and wraps them around the head of my cock swirling her tongue. "Baby. I'm gonna cum." I say through gritted teeth. She moans and works herself down my length. Swallowing while my cock is in the back of her throat. A good man would stop her. As we have established, I am not that man. I wrap my hand in her hair and carefully guide her up and down. She moans. Causing a sensitive hum across my cock. I explode in the back of her throat. Holding her head there carefully. She swallows everything I give her. I slowly thrust in and out of her mouth. She let's go of my half hard cock. Wipes the back of her mouth and smiles at me.

She is a dream. She is my new beginning.

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