Chapter Twenty-Three #2
When Maisie walks in hours later, she looks exhausted. Without speaking, she kicks off her heels, lowers the zipper of her dress, and lets it pool at her feet before climbing on the bed where I was waiting for her.
I open my arms and she snuggles against me.
“Long day?”
“Soooo many people. I’m tapped out on socializin’ for the next month.”
I chuckle, feeling her pain. Leaning over, I kiss the top of her head. “I missed you.”
She peers up at me, smiling. “Missed you too. It was weird havin’ to be so fake.”
My brows crease. “Whaddya mean?”
“Everyone knows I’m engaged to Hayes, so everyone gushed over my ring and asked about weddin’ details.”
“You didn’t tell ’em?”
“No, I didn’t wanna make it a big deal on Aaron and Collins’s special day.
It woulda felt wrong to announce that I’m callin’ it off before I tell Hayes in person.
Plus, my mother loves being the center of attention.
I couldn’t dare take this being her first grandchild away from her.
” She rolls her eyes, but I hate that everyone thinks she’s with another man.
“Does this mean instead of sendin’ out Save the Dates we can send out Still Married cards?”
A laugh bubbles out of her.
“My mom’s head would explode.” She licks her lips, contemplating. “Let’s do it.”
“You did all this while I was gone?” She looks inside the truck bed filled with pillows, blankets, and a picnic basket. It’s parked in the middle of my driveway, so if she falls asleep, I can easily carry her inside.
“I thought it’d be a nice way to relax after a hectic weekend.”
“I love it.” She stands on her tiptoes and presses her lips to mine. “What movie are we watchin’?
“Well…the resort has limited options, but I picked one I thought you’d like.”
I help her up and she kicks off her shoes and snuggles under the blankets. She’s in a knee-length flowy purple skirt and white blouse, looking every bit overdressed but sexy as hell.
Once we’re situated and have our snacks in front of us, I turn on the movie from my Bluetooth.
10 Things I Hate About You begins playing and as soon as the music plays, she squeals.
“Oh my God! I haven’t seen this in so long!”
“I knew you’d love it.” She only made me watch it once a month during our high school years.
“Julia Stiles! My first girl crush.”
I chuckle, shoving some popcorn into my mouth. “Mine too.”
She nudges me, laughing.
“Ms. Perky writin’ an erotic novel is so much funnier now that I’m a lit agent. And more disturbin’ that she’s doing it in a school filled with minors.”
We both grimace.
“Aww…Heath Ledger. Rest in peace to my first heartthrob.”
She grabs one of the Pigs in a Blanket I made and moans when she takes a bite.
“Jesus Christ, that was so inappropriate…” Her eyes widen at the guidance counselor talking about a bratwurst.
I enjoy every bit of her commentary as we continue watching. She used to do the same thing as teens when we’d watch a movie. Even at the theater she’d lean over and whisper in my ear, but I loved hearing every thought that came to her mind. It was always entertaining as hell.
“The endin’ always makes me teary-eyed. Her readin’ the poem in class in front of him and the way he watches her cry, then surprises her with a Fender Strat and admits he fell for her… gah ! They don’t make movies like that anymore.”
“My favorite is the way she tries to scold him about how he can’t just buy her gifts every time he screws up and keeps kissin’ her to shut her up.”
“Hm…that’s where you got it from.” She playfully glares.
“Shhh…” I cup the back of her neck, bringing her mouth to mine and sinking my tongue between her lips.
“Oh, you’re so busted, cowboy!” She laughs, trying to shove me away, but it only encourages me to add more of my weight over her.
Kissing my way down her jaw and neck, I grab her wrist and trap it above our heads. “Never heard any complaints from you before.”
“Well…you are a very good kisser.”
I smirk before gliding down her body. Lifting her shirt, I suck on her skin and then continue until I’m between her thighs. My legs hang off the tailgate, so I climb off completely and grab her ankles so she’s within reach.
“Jesus,” she squeals when I bring her to the edge and props herself up on her elbows.
I kneel in front of her, spreading her legs wider. “It’s Warren, baby. Say my name when my tongue’s inside you.”
Sliding her panties to the side, I lick up her slit and suck her clit into my mouth. Feeling her squirm and panting makes my dick so hard, it strains behind my zipper, and I’m tempted to release it just to give it relief.
“Oh fuck…” She gasps out her words. Her hand reaches for me, knocking my backward baseball cap off so she can tangle her fingers through my hair. She tightens her grip, pulling at the strands, and cries out again when my own groans vibrate against her.
With my palms holding her thighs open, I lift her hips slightly to angle my mouth and tongue inside her deeper.
“Warren…anyone could see us out here,” she says as if just realizing we’re out in the open. It’s pitch black besides the lights near the front door and the moon shining down on us.
“I’d never let anyone see what’s mine, baby. Don’t worry.” I continue devouring every inch of her pussy, kissing between each thigh, and when she’s on the verge of exploding, I add two fingers inside.
“Right there, I’m so—” Her words turn into a breathy gasp, and with her back arched and legs shaky, she comes on my face.
“Fuck, Maze.” I groan, licking up her mess.
Before this week, I was starved for her, and now I can’t get enough. Hearing the pleasure slip from her lips and feeling her body react to me is enough to make me cum in my pants.
“Get up here and lie down,” she demands. “And no arguin’.”
Her stern voice makes me chuckle. “Yes, ma’am.”
She wastes no time climbing over my thighs and yanking my jeans and shorts down. Her hot mouth inhales my cock, swallowing it down her throat until I can’t hold back anymore.
“Goddamn, you drained everythin’ outta me,” I say between trying to catch my breath.
She crawls up my body and taps my lips. The fire in her eyes tells me I better obey, so I do.
As soon as I open my mouth, she spits in it, and I swallow it down. “Such a filthy girl.” Then I crush my cum-flavored lips to hers.