Chapter 7BELLA
Chapter Seven
Maverick and Bella
BELLA
“How is Luke?” Maverick walks into the bathroom as I’m getting ready for bed.
Mav left Luke in charge of his surf shop while we were gone.
With the opening of the second store further up the coast, he’s had to delegate a lot of his responsibilities and hire more people to keep things running smoothly.
Lane’s Surf Shack has quickly become the place to go along the coast of Florida.
With Mav’s knowledge of surf and my videography and social media management skills, we’ve grown exponentially over the past couple of years.
“He’s good. Both stores were packed with our holiday sales and people spending their Christmas money, but he’s on top of reordering inventory and getting our new boards in for the New Year Sale.”
I finish applying my moisturizer to my face and watch him in the mirror as he comes up behind me.
I’ve loved this man since before I knew what love even was.
I kept it a secret for years, even from my best friend, Sophia.
She had no clue the boy I was saving myself for was her older brother.
I wanted to tell her so many times, but the words always failed, and I let the fear of rejection control me.
I finally got the courage to let him see exactly what I felt for him in a moment of weakness.
I had no clue if he felt the same or would even be capable of giving up his playboy ways.
He resisted our attraction at first. The fear of being vulnerable and giving someone your heart is not an easy thing to overcome.
It was easier for him to put me in the category of Noah’s little sister than to face the fact that his protectiveness towards me through the years went way deeper than he wanted to admit.
Once we both faced our feelings, though, it was like trying to keep a moth away from a flame. It was easier to confront our fears than it was to try and resist the pull. He was the first boy I loved, and he will be the last.
His bronze arms come around me, and I run my hand down the tattooed sleeve on his arm. Burying his face in my neck, I feel his tongue come out to taste.
When he steps closer to me, I feel him hard against my backside, and that’s all it takes for a yearning in my body to start to simmer. Turning around to face him, he hauls me up on the counter and immediately steps between my legs as I eagerly wrap my legs around him.
When his lips find mine, I’m more than ready to dive in deep.
I weave my fingers into his silky waves as he presses further into me.
Moaning softly, I feel him swollen against my center.
He breaks away, breathing hard, and his green eyes burn into mine.
His dimples come out to play, and when I see that devilish grin on his face appear, I know he’s got something up his sleeve.
“When I was talking to Luke, I stepped outside our balcony.”
“Okay.” I warily look at him, wondering where this is going.
“Did you know that we have our own private hot tub?” His eyes dance with excitement.
“A hot tub?”
“Uh-huh.” His hands slide up my stomach, and he lifts my pajama shirt over my head.
The cold air hits my nipples, immediately hardening them.
His eyes hungrily take in the sight of me as he rubs a thumb across the hardened peak.
“It just so happens that I was able to uncover it and turn it on while you were getting ready for bed.”
“Is that right?” I bite my lip to stop myself from smiling. His eyes darken as he leans forward and releases it with his teeth.
“That’s right,” he growls against my lip before lifting me and carrying me to the bedroom.
“Wait. I need to get my suit on,” I say seconds before he slides the door open.
“You won’t need a suit, Bell,” he chuckles softly.
“Not for what I have in mind for you.” The cold hits my naked chest as I bury deeper into him to shield myself.
I glance over to where Sophia and Travis’s bedroom is and see the lights out.
They must already be sleeping. Everyone stayed up talking until midnight before finally calling it a night and saying goodbye to Cole and Skye before they headed home.
He walks around a wooden privacy wall, and my face lights up when I see the hot tub bubbly from the jets. Steam rises from the blue-lit water, and I can already feel the heat hitting my cold skin.
“I thought you might enjoy this,” he grins when he sees my reaction.
He sets me down and lowers his pajama bottoms. Standing to full height, his body never ceases to take my breath away.
He’s toned and built from surfing and working out in the gym.
The moon is full tonight, casting enough light to bathe his body in the warm glow.
“Your turn.” His voice is husky and pulls me out of my thoughts.
I feel his eyes on me as I step out of the rest of my pj’s.
I don’t feel the cold at all like I should.
The heat coming from his gaze is enough to flood my body with warmth.
He walks towards me, and I’m lifted in his arms. He walks us up the two wooden steps before sinking down in the hot water.
“God, that feels good,” I moan as the heat seeps into my body.
“Don’t make me jealous of a hot tub,” he murmurs in my ear. “I bet I can make you feel better.” He moves me so I’m straddling him, and his lips are on my breasts before I know what’s happening. His teeth and tongue tease my nipples as I grip his hair tight.
“You win,” I whimper. A deep ache has formed between my legs as I rub against him.
“Oh, I’m just getting started, baby. I hope you can keep your screams to a minimum tonight. We wouldn’t want your brother hearing his sister scream out his best friend’s name,” he grins wickedly at me before his tongue dives into my mouth in search of mine.
His hard length is pressed up against my stomach as I greedily slide against it. The steam swirls around us, casting our own private veil as our slick bodies mold together. He always knows just what to do to make my body feel alive.
“I want you on your knees, Bell. Grab the side of the hot tub.” His voice is low against my ear.
He lifts me and sets me down on the seat next to him.
The mixture of his words and the tone of his voice has me throbbing in places only he has touched.
I turn around and grasp the side of the hot tub on my knees.
The cool air feels good against my upper body as it hits my hot flesh.
I feel him come up behind me and grab my hips tightly. Pressing against my bottom, he’s swollen and ready for me as he slides against my skin. I push back against him and feel him grin against my ear.
“Ask nicely, Bell, and I just might give you what you want.” He sucks my neck, leaving his mark on my skin.
Gripping my flesh harder, he teases me with the one thing I need deep inside me. I try to lift my hips to bring him in, but he holds me at his mercy.
“Please, Mav. I need you inside me.” The plea in my voice has him centering himself where I crave him the most.
“That’s my girl,” he moans as he slides in from behind.
My body stretches around him until he’s fully seated inside.
“Your pussy has got to be the single best thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life.
Every time with you feels like the first time.
” He pulls out and goes back in, filling me completely again.
“You are the single best thing I’ve ever felt, too.” I groan when he goes harder, shooting a firework straight to my core.
“I’m the first and last thing this sweet pussy will ever feel,” he growls and moves my body slightly to the right. He pushes me closer to the wall of the hot tub, and I’m confused about what he’s doing until he angles me just right, and the jet stream hits me right on my swollen clit.
“Oh my God, Mav,” I moan when it continues to hit me straight on.
“About that scream…” He goes deeper, pushing me against the jet.
“Give me your hand,” I rasp out, knowing I need something to block out the sound that no doubt is going to escape no matter how hard I try to stop it. The sensations are coming at me from both angles as I feel my body start to prepare.
His hand snakes up my breasts and clutches my throat briefly before covering my mouth. He goes faster, and with each thrust, the jet sends sparks through my body until I can no longer hold back as my body ignites with fireworks that I feel in my very soul.
His palm muffles my cry as I squeeze around him tightly, bringing him with me.
He presses his mouth to my back as his moan vibrates against my skin. My body trembles as the last of the orgasm races through me. His hand drops as I try to get my breathing under control.
“Did you have that planned out all along?” I pant against the cold air. “You knew exactly what you were doing with those jets.”
“I always know exactly what I’m doing,” he grins against my back. “But no, I didn’t plan that. I knew when I felt them, though, exactly what I was going to use them on,” he chuckles against my back. “I take it you liked it?”
“Like is an understatement,” I laugh. “This jet just became my best friend.”
“I thought I was your best friend.” I hear the fake pout in his voice and giggle.
He slides out of me as I turn. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I bring his lips to mine. “The jet can be second. You’ll always be my first.”
“You’re my first, too. Just don’t tell Noah. In third grade, we made a blood oath that we would always be in the number one spot for best friend.”