CHAPTER 101
harley
That went good, right?” Maverick whispered as he followed me into the kitchen.
Aria was preoccupied with fresh snacks for a tea party with the Knights of Chaos.
That had been her first and only request after their conversation ended.
Snacks. She just wanted snacks, which was a good sign. “I feel like that went good.”
“It went very well,” I reassured him. The anxiety I’d had over the two of them talking had faded with every giggle and playful comment that came out of her room. While Aria had been a little slow to warm up, hearing her come around had melted away the last bit of worry I had.
This was going to work. We were going to work.
“Are you happy?” he asked. The question took me by surprise. It was such an uncomplicated and basic question. It was one I hadn’t considered at all during any of this.
“I am.” I smiled at him. “Are you?”
“Mhmm.” He nodded, that devious grin curling his lips as he stared at me.
His gaze darkened with something indescribable as it roamed over me in a slow, deliberate pass.
The weight of it set my body on fire. I liked it when he looked at me like that.
Like he was undressing me little by little.
It stoked the hunger inside me, want and need swirling together inside me and building rampantly.
He took two steps toward me, pushing me backward gently.
My lower back hit the counter, and his body pressed against mine as his hands braced on the counter.
The cool granite bit into my spine through my thin shirt, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body.
My pulse thrummed with anticipation and promise that put us in this position.
“Is this okay?” he asked, his mouth hovering over mine.
My chin lifted slightly, and my lips brushed against his.
The whisper of contact sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
“I feel like this is okay… I don’t know what’s okay…
is she preoccupied enough for me to kiss you? I really want to kiss you—”
“Just kiss me, handsome,” I ordered as I grabbed a fistful of his shirt and dragged him toward me. The distance vanished in a heartbeat, his mouth crashing into mine with the hunger that never seemed to taper between us.
He groaned low into the kiss—a deep, muffled rumble that vibrated through my chest. I swallowed the sound as my lips parted to let him in deeper. His tongue swept in, tangling with mine and drawing an uncontrollable moan out of me.
“Quiet now, princess,” Maverick murmured between soft kisses. “You’ll give our position away.”
“Mav.” I chuckled, trying to keep my volume down. “This isn’t some kind of secret operation here.”
“Mmm,” he hummed. “Operation: Secret Kiss. I kind of like the sound of that.”
“God, you’re cheesy,” I tried to say, but his mouth landed on mine once more. My hands slid up his neck and tangled in his hair. I kissed him harder, and he matched my intensity.
His body pinned me against the counter, and his hips rolled against mine.
My breath hitched in my throat at the feel of him hardening against me.
The thick outline of his dick pressed through his jeans, mirroring how my dick strained against the fabric of my pants.
Every nerve was on fire with an ache that made me want more.
Needed more. His fingers teased the hem of my shirt and slid up my side, brushing over the sensitive skin under my ribs.
I shuddered, the response involuntary and full-body.
The kiss deepened, the urgency building between us.
I nipped at his lower lip and enjoyed the stifled groan it pulled from him.
His fingers dug into my waist while the slow grind of his hips pushed my back harder into the counter.
His thigh nudged mine apart, pressing firm against my throbbing cock, and I rocked forward once in search of something.
The friction sent sparks down my spine and coaxed a moan from me.
I was louder than I should’ve been, but I couldn’t help it.
The things this man did to me. Desire pulsed through my body.
Every kiss, every touch, every thrust. All of them drove me wild.
Heat flooded my body, and my breath was ragged.
The tension between us hummed—a living thing that we fed on.
It turned us desperate and more insistent in everything we did.
Upstairs, a loud burst of laughter made us freeze, and I tore away from him.
I couldn’t let Aria catch us like this. My heart pounded erratically as I put some distance between us.
My skin burned, flushed hot with my arousal, and my breath came out in quick huffs.
I worked hard to get myself under control as her laughter faded.
“We can’t,” I said breathlessly. “I can’t… she’s—”
“I know. I don’t expect anything, princess,” Maverick interrupted, his tone gentle.
He closed the distance between us and leaned in, his lips brushing against my cheek.
In a whisper, he added, “But I’m leaving before I bend that perfect ass of yours over the counter in the most inappropriate way possible. ”
The whimper I let out was embarrassing, as was the way he chuckled, the sound sliding down my spine. He kissed my cheek once more.
“Good night, princess.”
I let out a heavy sigh as I leaned against the counter, watching him disappear up the stairs. His laughter and hers filled the house while he said goodbye—goodbye that took another twenty minutes thanks to some shenanigans both of them got into.
I almost had myself under control, but then he had the audacity to wink at me before leaving, fanning another surge of desire in me. Damn him. I wanted him so fucking bad.