22. Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Maverick
As I walked into the house after school, the delicious aroma of peppers, onions, and garlic greeted me, making me pause to take a deep breath. I can’t remember the last time we cooked something that didn’t come in a box.
Walking into the kitchen, I’m dumbfounded to see Presley shaking her hips to the music that plays through the speakers on the counter. I lean my shoulder against the cabinet and fold my arms over my chest, watching her work the space so naturally. Like she’s meant to be in here.
Clearing my throat, she jumps, whipping around while holding a knife in her hand. I chuckle, taking a step into the kitchen with raised hands.
“I come in peace, Beauty.” I grin as she lowers her weapon. “Aww, don’t back down now, baby. Come slice me up.” I smirk, but the look on her face isn’t playful. Maybe I should’ve read the room a little better.
“Mav, you can’t be calling me that.” She says with a sad look on her beautiful face.
“Calling you what? Beauty? I’ve been calling you that since forever. Why would I ever stop?” I ask, stepping further into the room as she turns the stove off, placing the knife on the counter.
“Baby. You can’t call me that.” She spits as tears form in her eyes. Caging her against the counter, I cup her face.
“Why is that, baby?” I say, lifting her chin and pressing my lips against hers. She pushes me away and I growl, gripping her hips, caging her once again.
“It wasn’t too long ago that I had your cum dripping down my chin as you screamed my name, calling yourself mine.” I breathe, running my nose along the column of her neck as her breathing hitches.
“I wasn’t screaming your name for one, and two, we were in the moment. We are just friends, Maverick.” She huffs and I roll my eyes.
“Friends don’t go down on each other. Friends don’t make each other cum and friends don’t sleep topless in my bed.” I say, sucking her earlobe into my mouth.
“Why do you have to make this harder for me?” She groans.
“You’re making it harder for yourself by not just giving in. I want you Beauty, just admit that you want me too.” I groan as she slides her warm hands under my tee shirt.
“Mav, please. We have to end this. That’s why I’m here. It’s too dangerous for all of us.” She says pushing me away, but I slam my hands on the counter causing her to jump.
“Are you not hearing me? I want you, Presley. I was too afraid of admitting my feelings to you. I was too afraid that if we took the next step, that if we broke up, I’d lose you forever. You aren’t meant for Jacob Lee.” I growl as tears pour down her cheeks. “Please don’t cry. Your tears make me murderous.” I whisper, licking up her cheek.
“You don’t understand. We can’t.” She hiccups.
“You’re wrong. Be mine, Beauty. Let me into your heart and I promise I’ll never disappoint you. I’ll give you the world if you would just admit you want this just as bad as I do.” I whisper, grazing my lips along hers.
“Beast, you don’t know what you are saying. I’m a liar. I’m fake. I’m only real when I’m with you and your brothers, but it’s too dangerous. We can’t,” she whispers, her body trembling in my arms.
“We all have secrets Pres, I know you keep things to yourself. I’m not an idiot, but you bring out the best in me. Being friends with you all these years saved me from going down a dark path. Just please, please tell me what you truly want. Tell me what your heart wants because I can feel that organ in your chest beating erratically when I’m near. Every touch, every kiss, I feel it.” I whisper as she shakes her head. “Look at me, Beauty. Tell me I’m wrong.” I say, lifting her chin, looking into her eyes. She smiles, digging her nails into my ribs as she takes a deep breath.
“You’re right. Your kisses mean more to me than you will ever know. My heart has always belonged to you. Despite who I’m with, it always circles back to you,” she says, taking another deep breath. “But you friend zoned me, pushed me away. Fuck Maverick, there are things you don’t know about me. Things I’ve kept hidden from you and I’m scared. So fucking scared that if I told you, you’d never want me again. So I won’t taint your heart. I don’t want you to see me in that light. So please don’t push it.” She begs and I just look at her.
“For the record, there’s nothing in this world that could ever make me look at you less. Nothing.” I assure her, but she shakes her head.
“You don’t know that, Mav.” She says, and I shake my head.
“Let me prove it to you.” I say. She looks at me with such sadness before she nods.
“Is anyone due to be home soon?” She asks softly, and I shake my head.
“Not for a couple of hours.” I say, raising a brow. “Why?” Without a single word, she pushes me back, removing her hands from my shirt to lift hers over her head. My eyes widen at the bruises littering her rib cage, stomach, breasts and arms. My hands ball into fists as rage crawls up my body from my toes, my heart stammering in my chest. I want to fucking kill whoever did this to her. She takes my fists and loosens my grip, bringing them to each bruise on her flesh.
“Make them better.” She whispers. She doesn’t even have to explain before I bend down, pressing gentle kisses against her black and blue skin. Trying to reign in my anger and not demand answers. I will later, but right now, my girl needs me and I’ll do anything to make her feel better. To make her feel safe.
“Do you know how hard it is to not demand answers from you?” I ask as she pulls my face up to hers.
“I know, Mav, and I’ll give you the answers you seek, but right now I need you. I need you to make me feel something. Take me upstairs.” She breathes, licking my lips.
Gripping her hips gently, I lift as she jumps up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I capture her lips with mine and swirl my tongue into her mouth, caressing hers as I walk out of the kitchen, through the living room and up the stairs to my room.We don’t stop for air until I plop her on my bed, turning and slamming the door, locking it behind us. Her eyes never leave mine as I take my tee off and unbutton my jeans, sliding them down my legs.
She takes me in, looking down my body to my hard cock begging to be released. I stalk towards her, climbing on the bed and gripping the sides of her leggings, pulling them down her legs and tossing them across the room. Taking a second, I pull back slightly to really get a look at her. She’s wearing a red matching set and I damn near cum in my boxers at the sight, but then I spot the fingerprint marks all over her thighs and I growl, trying to still keep the anger in. Fuck. Whoever did this is fucking dead.
“Mav, get out of your head and be here with me. Please, Beast. Or I’ll try to run.” She warns and I nod, sliding between her legs, pressing my lips against the bruises on her thighs.
“Whoever did this, he’s as good as dead. This will never happen again.” I growl, licking up her slit, sucking the silk into my mouth as she bucks off the bed.
“Promise?” She asks in a soft moan as my eyes collide with hers. I climb up her body and wrap my hand around her throat.
“Yes, it’s a fucking promise.” I growl, kissing her as I roll off of her and onto my side, wrapping her leg around my waist, rubbing my hard cock against her thong. She moans, rocking her hips against me as my hand squeezes her thigh, pulling her closer to me. She slides her hand between us and into my boxers, gripping my cock, rubbing her thumb over my tip. I reach behind her back, unclasping her bra, letting the straps fall down her shoulders as I pull it down, letting her perfect tits spill.
Leaning down, I take a nipple into my mouth as she continues to rub my cock against her clit. Swirling my tongue, I suck the hardened peak, biting down as her hips begin to move faster against me.
“Mav, I need to feel you.” She whimpers as goose bumps litter her skin. I don’t stop swirling my tongue around her nipple as I slide her thong to the side and run my finger up and down her clit, sticking a finger inside her soaked pussy.
“You wet for me, Beauty?” I rasp, pulling my boxers down over my hips and laying her flat on her back. She looks up at me as I open her legs wider, slapping my cock against her needy clit. “You look so fucking perfect like this baby. How bad do you want me?” I ask, slapping her clit again. She moans, arching her back as her tits call to me. I grip my cock, lining it up with her entrance. “Tell me,” I command.
“Please, Mav.” She begs as I slowly sink inside her, stretching her walls that immediately tighten around me. Bending down, I lick up her neck, biting the flesh as my whole body tingles at how fucking good she feels.
“Fuck, Pres. Still so fucking tight.” I rasp, but she says nothing as I begin to pump into her. I sit up to grip her hips and pull her up to get deeper when I notice her eyes are closed, tears streaming down her face. I stop my movements and cup her face with both of my hands. “Beauty, look at me. You’re safe. You are safe, baby.” I say, and she shakes her head.
“Don’t stop, keep going. Please Mav.” She whispers, but I shake my head.
“Come back to me, baby. I promise I’ll go slow until it feels good for you. Let me make you feel good, Beauty.” I whisper, and she nods. I bring my thumb down to her clit and flick it, causing her to buck as I begin to move my hips in a circle, grinding against her, slowly milking her walls. It takes a few minutes, but she comes back to me in full force, rocking her hips against mine.
“Better baby?” I ask and she nods, digging her nails into my ass, pulling me closer. I take that as my cue and slam into her harder and harder while rubbing her clit in short, tight circles.
“Fuck, Mav… Fuckkkkkk.” She pants as her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Yes baby, take it. Squeeze that tight cunt around my cock. Fuck Pres, this pussy is perfect. You are perfect.” I groan, feeling her walls tightening around me.
“Let me ride you.” She whimpers. I don’t even hesitate as I roll us over, not letting my cock leave its favorite new home. She settles down deeper on my lap and rocks her hips slowly, picking up the pace as I pinch her nipples, causing her to throw her head back, riding my cock faster.
“Fuck… I’m- I’m… fuckkkkkkk!” She screams as her hips move erratically. I sit up, wrapping my arms around her as I thrust up into her. She meets me thrust for thrust, moaning as she tightens around me again.
“Cum for me, Beauty. Soak my cock like you did my face. Fuck. You’re going to make me cum so fucking hard, baby. Oh…fuckkk.” I groan, biting her bottom lip, taking her moans into my mouth as my balls tighten and that familiar tingle races up my spine, causing my toes to curl. Pulling her hair back, my mouth bites onto her exposed skin, sucking her neck, leaving purple marks in its wake.
“I’m-I’m cumming!” She screams as I slam into her once more, painting her walls with my cum as I moan deeply into the crook of her neck. We both stay like that for god knows how long. Wrapped around each other, not wanting reality to seep into the bubble we created.
I’m terrified if I move, she will run, and this would’ve been for nothing. I don’t want to lose her. I don’t want her to run. I want to stay right here until we can’t anymore and right now, we don’t need to be anywhere but with each other. But there’s the other part of me that wants answers.
I’m raging a war within myself on what to do now.
Do I ruin the bubble and let my rage take over? Or do I revel in the warmth of our bodies entwined and see where it takes us?
Hearing the front door opening and closing makes the decision for us as heavy boots pound up the stairs. Damn it. I need my own place.