Chapter 31 Maverick #2
I sink down behind her, the gym floor cool against my knees, the mirror catching every filthy angle. Her breath hitches when my hands slide up the backs of her thighs, pushing her shorts down just enough to bare what’s mine.
“Fuck, baby,” I say, running my palms over the curve of her ass. “You have any idea how good this view is? Might never let you leave this spot.”
She shifts like she’s going to turn, but I plant a hand on her lower back, keeping her facing the mirror. “Keep looking. I want you to see me eat your pussy.”
Her breath fogs the glass as I lean in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the inside of her thigh, then another higher, then another until I’m right where she’s throbbing for me. I drag my tongue along her slit, and she lets out a strangled moan that sends heat rushing straight to my cock.
“Maverick…” she cries out, pushing her hips back.
“I hear you, dollface,” I groan, biting her inner thigh. “But I can’t stop, not when you’re this wet for me. I need every drop you’ll give me.”
I seal my mouth over her clit and suck, hard enough to make her knees buckle, my hands grip her thighs to keep her steady.
She’s staring at the mirror now, wide-eyed, watching my head move between her legs.
Every moan she lets slip has me hungrier, messier, tongue working deeper, chasing every twitch of her hips.
Her thighs clamp around my head, but I don’t stop as I growl against her, pulling her back onto my mouth until she’s shaking, until that sweet sound bursts from her lips and she’s coming all over my tongue.
I give her one last, slow lick before standing, my mouth glistening. My hand catches her jaw, tilting her face toward the glass so she sees her own flushed, wrecked expression.
“Look at that,” I murmur, kissing her hard enough to taste her on her own lips. “You look better than anything I’ve ever seen.”
I trail kisses along the curvature of her back, moaning. “Now, tell me how you want it, doll face. “How do you wanna be fucked while you watch?”
Her lips curl into that smug little smirk. “Doggy. I want to see you lose it.”
My cock twitches hard, my chest tightening with a groan. “Fuck, dollface.”
She arches her back, ass tilted just right, and I swear my vision blacks out. The reflection shows everything, her body bared for me, my own cock flushed and leaking as I line up behind her.
“Eyes open,” I growl, pressing the head of my cock into her tight pussy. My hands grip her hips tight enough to bruise. “You’re gonna watch me fuck you, every second of it.”
I slam into her, burying myself until I’m deep inside of her, and her scream ricochets off the glass. Her tits bounce against the mirror with each thrust, her mouth falling open on a wrecked moan.
“Amelia,” I groan, slamming into her, sweat dripping down my temples. “You’re so goddamn perfect. My wife, my beautiful wife, taking me so good.”
Another thrust, deeper, harder, her tight heat choking me. “Jesus, baby, look at you. My sweet girl, made for me, fuck, you’re gripping my cock like you never wanna let go.”
Her eyes flutter shut, but I grip her hair and yank her head back until her gaze locks on mine in the reflection. “No hiding, baby. Watch. Watch how good you look coming apart for me.”
She whimpers, grinding back against me.
Her body shudders around me, her palms sliding down the mirror as I slam into her from behind.
“Baby,” I groan, pounding harder, sweat dripping down my jaw. “Look at you dripping on my cock, begging without saying a word.”
She huffs out a sharp laugh, broken by a moan. “I don’t beg, Hayes.”
That makes something snap in me. I grab her by the waist, dragging out of her slow, as I haul her upright.
Her back presses against the mirror, glass rattling with every thrust, but her eyes are locked on mine—wild, wrecked, unblinking. Her legs are wrapped tight around my waist, her slick heat choking my cock as I pound into her, hands gripping her ass to bounce her down on me.
“You don’t beg?” I growl, shoving one of her thighs higher up against my hip, forcing her open for me. My forehead drags against hers, breath ragged, and I slam in harder. “Then look at me, baby. Watch what I do to you.”
Her nails dig into my shoulders, voice breaking on a cry. “You’re fucking me so deep—shit—I’ve never had anyone fill me like this.”
My cock twitches inside her, a groan tearing out of me.
“That’s right, dollface. No one’s ever fucked you like I do.
No one’s ever taken you apart like this.
” I thrust harder, driving up into her until her head falls back, but I yank her chin forward so her eyes stay on mine.
“Eyes on me, baby. Show me how bad you need it.”
Her lips brush mine. “I need it. I need you. Harder—fuck me harder, Maverick.”
A savage grin cuts across my face as I slam her into the glass, my cock burying so deep she cries out. “That’s it. My perfect girl, begging now. Say it again. Tell me how bad you want it.”
Her breath stutters as her nails carve down my back. “I want it—I want all of you—don’t you fucking stop.”
I groan into her mouth as my hips snap relentlessly. “You’re not getting mercy, baby. Not until I’ve wrung every last drop out of this sweet pussy.”
She moans, head tipping back against the glass, but I grip her chin and force her eyes back on me. “Eyes on me, dollface.”
She stares at me as my hips piston into her, deep and relentless, the wet slap of our bodies echoing in the room.
I crash my mouth to hers, kissing her messily, biting at her lower lip until she moans into my mouth. She tastes like everything I’ll never deserve, and I can’t stop. My tongue tangles with hers, as my teeth catch her lip again before I suck it into my mouth.
I groan against her mouth, my breath breaking. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Her nails scrape down my back, again, a sharp bite of pain that only makes me drive into her harder. Her eyes flutter shut, and I yank her chin, forcing her gaze back to me. “Uh-uh, eyes on me, baby, I wanna see the moment I make you lose it again.”
Her moan tears through me, and I know she’s close. Her walls clench around me, fluttering, dragging me with her.
“That’s it,” I groan, my lips finding her jaw, her throat, biting down until she gasps. “Come for me again, dollface. Please give me your third. Fuck, let me feel it.”
Her body arches against mine, her cry muffled against my shoulder as she breaks, her pussy milking me so tight I nearly lose it.
“Fuck, I’m gonna—” My thrusts turn brutal, sloppy as my forehead crashes to hers as I lose control. “Inside you, gonna fill you up, baby. Fuck—”
My orgasm rips through me, as I spill deep inside her with a guttural roar, hips jerking as I hold her tight against the mirror, burying myself to the hilt.
“Mine,” I whisper raggedly as my lips brush her temple, and I stay locked inside her. “You’re mine, Amelia. This isn’t fake for me. You’re my whole fuckin’ life, even if you don’t realize it.”
Her teeth sink into my shoulder, “Careful, Hayes,” she pants, her voice wrecked but biting. “Talk like that, and someone might think you actually mean it.”
I grin against her skin, breathless, ruined, and entirely hers. “Yeah, dollface,” I say, kissing her hard one more time. “That’s the fucking point.”