Chapter 15
Chapter fifteen
Maverick
Maverick lay in bed, napping until action needed to be taken.
The raid they conducted the day before still had him buzzing and craving more violence.
His mind wandered to Akane again. That beautiful vixen.
When he heard the doorknob turn, he opened one eye, peeking to see who was entering his bedroom.
Ahhh, speak of the devil. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
The bed tilted with her weight as she sat down, and Maverick wanted to moan when her hand caressed his chest. "I know you're not sleeping, Maverick."
He opened his eyes and looked at her. "What gave me away?"
"You're a skilled killer. It would be impossible for anyone to sneak up on you, am I right?" she said in her sultry voice.
Maverick smiled because this was a woman who understood him.
"You're right. But you should leave." Flashes of Melissa came into his mind, warning him to leave dangerous women alone.
.. no matter how good their pussy felt. But could he really compare Melissa to Akane?
She was so different from any woman he'd ever met, and maybe that was all the more reason for him to keep his distance.
She was Rico's bodyguard. When all of this was over, they might separate.
He'd be going back to Orlando, his home.
Then again, maybe knowing they would be splitting up was all the more reason to indulge while he could.
"Stop thinking about this so hard," Akane said as she slid her hand into Maverick's jeans and gripped his cock.
"Fuuuuck," Maverick groaned. He pumped his hips into Akane's hands.
"You like this?" she asked, already knowing the truth.
"You really like being naughty, don't you?"
Akane smirked. "The only man whose commands I obey is my boss. You... you're mine, and your pleasure... I own. I will not allow you to be with any other woman. This cock will only go into my mouth, ass, and pussy."
Alarms went off in Maverick's head—loud ones—but her hand stroking his dick put him at a fork in the road. One choice was to shove her away, throw her out of his room, and slam the fucking door. The other...
Maverick reached over, grabbing Akane and pulling her into the bed, topping her. "Bitch, no one owns me or my cock."
Akane smiled, then slammed her head forward, catching Maverick by surprise and sending blinding pain through his cranium.
"Ahhh shit!" Maverick palmed his forehead, which was throbbing from the blow. "Fucking bitch!" He looked at her, and she was grinning back at him, her tongue licking her bottom lip. He grabbed her neck and backhanded her hard across the cheek.
Akane yelped as her head jerked to the side, hair flying, then she looked back at Maverick, her smile widening through the strands of her messy hair. "My pussy is yours, too."
He had to admit, his cock was hard as titanium after that headbutt she gave him.
Was this violence foreplay? When he slapped her, he felt a surge of desire, but he could also tell that she enjoyed it too.
What the fuck was happening between them?
He stared at her, and the slap she gave him jarred him back into reality.
The sting in his lip let him know that the skin was broken.
Akane pulled him down by his hair and licked the blood from his lip.
He growled and kissed her hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth, claiming her.
He pulled back but didn't let go of her bottom lip until he bit hard enough to draw blood.
"Ahhhh," Akane gasped, her eyes glazing over with lust at Maverick's level of vicious retribution. He turned her on more than any man she'd ever met. She yanked his hair, tilting his head to the side, and licked the length of his face. "Fuck. Me. Now!"
Maverick lost control. He had to have her.
The two snatched their clothes off, tossing them in all directions.
Maverick looked at Akane's perfectly sculptured tits and took one into his mouth, sucking her nipple the way he wanted to.
She tasted delicious; the scent of her perfume and natural aura made his head swoon.
He drew back, then trailed his tongue and lips down her toned stomach all the way to her beautiful pussy.
He locked his mouth on it, lapping at the sensitive flesh.
The sound of Akane purring seduced his cock even more, and he reached down to stroke himself as his mouth worked her over.
Akane grabbed his long strands, pulling him up, then she flipped him over onto his back.
His cock jutted up, catching her eyes. She licked her lips and took him down her throat.
Maverick groaned, his eyes rolling then closing as he relished the pleasure of her mouth and hand gliding up and down his shaft to match her sucking and licking.
"Jesus, baby... fuck, you've got my toes curling," Maverick said, then moaned.
It was the best blowjob he'd ever had in his entire fucking life.
He knew he must have been drooling precum because he was in heaven and her mouth was the gate he entered through.
He could feel his balls tingling, and he was ready to explode down her throat, but Akane pulled back.
Maverick's eyes shot open, and he looked down. "Why stop?"
"I want your spunk in my pussy," Akane said as she climbed up on top of Maverick and then slid down on his cock. "Ahhhh, yeeaah," she moaned as she pinched her nipples.
"Fuck," Maverick groaned, then bit his lip and moaned.
Her pussy felt amazing, and she knew exactly how to ride a dick.
He watched her hips rocking and rotating; it was poetry in motion to him, enveloping him in pure bliss.
He gripped both of her breasts, massaging them and teasing her nipples.
She leaned down, crushing her lips to his, and he opened his mouth, letting her tongue caress his.
He was lost in the very essence of her, and when the moment came, he cried out, his back arching.
His orgasm triggered Akane's, and she trembled as her pussy sang the praises of Maverick's dick.
With the last waves of pleasure, she collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily.
The two of them just lay there together, basking in the afterglow of the best sex they'd ever had.
The split in Maverick's lip started to sting a little, and he smiled because the memory of how he got it drifted back to him.
Akane was a woman who matched him in every way.
.. but that also made her dangerous because she wasn't the type to share her man, and he knew he wasn't the type to stay with one woman.
He hoped that Rico stayed in New York since he was returning to Orlando.
Oh, but if Rico stayed, what about Akari and Burger?
Did it mean that Burger would leave Orlando to move to New York after this war?
Maverick sighed because that was a lot to think about. For now, he could focus on that later.
"What are you thinking about?" Akane asked.
This wasn't the type of conversation he wanted to have with her. Doing so would only let her think he wanted a relationship. "Just enjoying what just happened."
Akane lifted up to look at him. "Don't lie to me."
Maverick frowned. "What makes you think I'm lying?"
"I am highly trained to know when someone is lying to me," Akane said.
Maverick huffed as he untangled himself from her, but before he could climb out of the bed, she grabbed him and slammed him back on the bed. Maverick snarled and palmed her face, shoving her away, but she grabbed his arm, twisting it into an armbar.
"Fuck!" Maverick cursed, then had to maneuver to break her hold, but she countered, putting him in another submissive move. Her skill startled him as he was unable to take control of their game of wrestling, because that is what it was... a game of dominance. "Let me go," he commanded.
Akane leaned in close to his ear. "What were you thinking about?"
"That I just fucked up when I fucked you again," Maverick said, which was half true.
Akane laughed. "You didn't fuck up, but I will fuck you up if you think you can leave me."
Now he knew he made a mistake. "Let me go. You're starting to piss me the fuck off, Akane."
"Oh?" she asked coyly. "And what will you do to me?"
Maverick bit her exposed flesh, breaking the skin. She screamed, then did the same to him, making him growl in pain. "Shit! Fucking bitch!" he yelled.
Akane laughed. "You are mine."
The knock on the door interrupted them and Maverick's comeback. "Let me go, now," he demanded.
Akane sighed and released the unbreakable hold she had on Maverick, and he flexed his muscles to work the kinks out as he glared at her. "What? That was just foreplay, and you know it. Your cock is hard."
Maverick's eyebrows shot up, and he looked down. His mouth dropped open because she was right. Everything they did made him aroused. What the hell did that mean? What kind of man was he?
"Do you want to hit me?" Akane asked.
"Hey, you two, boss wants to see you," said a voice on the other side.
Maverick looked at Akane. Did he want to hit her? He'd never struck a woman out of anger, but she wanted him to, and the thought of doing it enticed him.
Akane smiled as she leaned forward. "See, you're like me, Maverick.
Violence turns you on. This little match we had was foreplay.
" She crawled over to him, wrapping her arm around his neck while her other hand caressed his jaw.
"Poor baby, you've been so restrained. No other woman can give you what you need like I can. "
Maverick heard the words, and they touched him, made him feel things he'd never felt before—a true connection.
Was this... love? He needed time to process it all because she forced him to ask questions about himself he didn't think he'd ever need to ask.
This was an overload to his brain, and he just wanted to focus on something simple, like killing his enemy.