Chapter 7 Zoe, Your Brother Is Terrifying!
He dipped down again, his mouth enveloping her breast, teasingly avoiding the other before returning to it, lavishing attention on both.
The teasing became unbearable; her need intensified as he held her captive in the moment. Breathless with pleasure, she grasped his head with both hands, pulling him down to her breast with a force that surprised even him.
This time, he didn’t hesitate; he drew her nipple into his mouth. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, filled with raw pleasure as his mouth wrapped around her, drawing forth a breathless sigh.
He was starving, his mouth trailing down to her stomach before moving lower, exploring her body with an insatiable hunger. She gasped, struggling to catch her breath as his hand glided from her hips to her small waist, squeezing tightly before sliding up to her chest.
He flicked her nipple with his thumb, then reached around to the back of her head, lifting her chin as he pressed his mouth against her skin again and again, his tongue flicking over her, igniting shivers that coursed through her body.
He wouldn’t let her escape; he was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure.
His grip tightened around her, holding her arms back as his lips danced over her body, eliciting a mix of ticklish delight and overwhelming pleasure. As he lowered himself to her breasts and then back down to her stomach, she breathed heavily, trembling under his touch.
His mouth slipped down to her panties, and she felt his fingers teasing the elastic before pulling it down.
It took little effort for him to lift her hips with one hand, sliding her panties down to her knees and then to her ankles, tossing them aside carelessly.
He held both of her legs firmly, settling them comfortably, his eyes filled with desire as he gazed at the woman of his dreams, bare beneath him except for his open shirt, her skin glistening with his saliva.
The wild intensity in his gaze left her breathless, her face flushed and heart racing.
He leaned down, kissing along her knees and down her thighs, his tongue flicking over her repeatedly before trailing between her legs, leaving soft kisses that ignited her senses.
His mouth explored her body with a ravenous hunger, making her gasp as her body quaked with pleasure.
“Ah…” She cried out, feeling unsteady as he lavished attention on her most sensitive areas, his tongue wrapping around her nerves, flicking over and over again with fervor.
The pleasure surged through her, leaving her shaking and breathless.
His hands roamed over her thighs while one slid up to her breasts, where he flicked her nipple with his thumb, rolling it gently between his fingers.
His mouth worked tirelessly on her bundle of nerves, while his other hand gripped her hip, holding her steady, refusing to let her move.
“Mmmhmm…” She was trying not to scream, but the more she stifled her voice, the more intense it became. Pleasure surged through her, so overwhelmingly good that she felt utterly controlled.
He held her down, his hand pressed firmly against her body to keep her still as she attempted to move her hips, but he would not allow it. His tongue slid inside her like a serpent before retreating, only to return and tease her sensitive nub.
“Oh my God!” Rose cried out as waves of pleasure crashed over her with an intensity she had never known; her back arched, but he didn’t relent. Instead, he pinned her down as she struggled to manage the pleasure coursing through her body.
He increased the pressure of his tongue, devouring her. She trembled and gasped, but he wouldn’t let go; his ministrations intensified, rendering her completely consumed by ecstasy until he finally released her.
Breathless, she fought to contain herself, but it was impossible. He was insatiable, and she was overwhelmed with pleasure, her body shaking and quaking, entirely at his mercy.
He was shameless as he leaned closer, his voice low and commanding. “If you keep trying to push me away, I’ll tie you down to the dinner table and feast on you the way I want, without interruption.”
The seriousness in his tone startled her, and the very thought sent a thrill through her, making her feel less opposed to the idea as her pleasure intensified.
Completely at his mercy, she felt his mouth return, his gaze focused on her as she teetered on the brink of her orgasm, trembling uncontrollably. He moved down to her stomach, licking her again, before finding her nipples. She shook under his touch, and he seemed wild with desire.
His fingers slid between her legs, finding her warmth and slipping inside her. As he thrust in and out with impatient urgency, it was as if he knew she was on the edge of madness.
“Oh my fucking God…”
When a cry escaped her lips, he continued to work her with his fingers, while her hands tangled in the back of his hair, desperately trying to control the sensations overwhelming her breasts.
Pleasure coursed through her body, making it impossible to take even one breath without feeling it.
She tried to hold back her screams, but they burst forth uncontrollably.
“Maverick,” she cried out as the pleasure intensified to such an overwhelming sensation that she was completely at his mercy.
He moved to the other side of her breast, his tongue flicking the nipple over and over again before his fingers slid inside her, thrusting in and out over and over, and then the tips of his fingers curled as they reached the spot inside her that was swollen and rubbed it.
“AH! Hahhhhh…”
A scream tore from her throat as a shock of pleasure seized her. Her body arched, clenching around his fingers as she came. The intensity was suffocating, a blinding wave that stole her breath, but his touch remained relentless, circling the same slick, oversensitive spot without mercy.
Her hand shot down to grab his wrist to hold him back, but he didn’t let up—his other hand, the one that had been holding her back, immediately began thrusting fingers in and out of her, and his fingers rubbed the spot inside her as he worked it again, and that filled her with another pleasure-filled wave against his fingers within seconds.
“Ohhh… Hah… ahhhh…”
She cried out as her body trembled and shook.
He finally took mercy on her. He let go of her breast and finally removed his fingers from inside her. She was still breathing hard as the pleasure coursed through her body in waves.
Maverick was trying to hold himself back. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his knees impatiently before reaching over to her, and then grabbing her by the waist as he lifted her at once and settled her over him with impatience and hunger.
His grip on her was firm, his arousal stood thick, rigid, jutting between them as he gazed down at himself, then back at her.
“Now it’s your turn to take care of me, baby,” he murmured, his stare burning into her.
But her body still hummed from what he’d just done, every nerve tender, oversensitive. She couldn’t look away from him— from the way he pulsed, the glistening bead at the tip betraying just how much he wanted her.
It was a thick, hard shaft, and she could already envision how it would feel inside her.
The memory of intense pleasure lingered, a sensation she struggled to shake off, driving her wild.
She fought to maintain composure, but his grip on her hips tightened, pulling her closer as he commanded her attention.
“Look at my cock, Rose,” he said, his voice raspy. “I clearly can’t wait anymore. Fuck me. Take it inside; I promise it will feel good.”
His hand moved between her legs, his thumb flicking expertly against her, eliciting a gasp that escaped her lips as her forehead pressed against his shoulder. The pleasure coursed through her, leaving her utterly at his mercy.
He guided her hips down onto his swollen shaft, hard and ready for her.
With no choice but to obey, she sank down slowly, feeling the thick rod slide inside her completely.
It filled her in a way that sent waves of deep pleasure rippling through her.
She struggled to breathe, swallowing hard around him, her mouth working instinctively.
He maintained his grip on her hip as her mouth trailed up to the side of his throat.
Her tongue danced over his skin, tasting him as she licked and bit, trying desperately to stifle her cries.
But the urgency in his movements made it nearly impossible.
He tilted his head back, granting her a moment of control, power surging through her as she sucked eagerly.
She repeated the action, lost in delirious pleasure, her body trembling as he encouraged her, pushing her further into ecstasy.
She began to move slowly, allowing him to guide her rhythm. He made her slide out before pulling her back down again. Pleasure painted her face as she surrendered to every sensation, her mouth exploring his throat while his head fell back, exposing more of his rough skin to her eager tongue.
Her hand clung to his shoulder as she lifted her head, then sank down again, repeating the motion over and over.
Her body responded beautifully, but he struggled to maintain control.
His fists clenched tightly around the back of the couch, gripping it with a fierce determination that tested his limits.
As she took charge, sliding slowly in and out of his mouth, he felt the tension build within him.
Growing impatient, he seized her hips firmly in his palms and, in an instant, took control. “Rose, I can’t wait any longer,” he declared, his voice thick with urgency.
She gasped as he thrust his hard, thick shaft—veins pulsing—into her.
His hands gripped her hips, guiding her down forcefully onto him again and again before lifting her up only to pull her back down.
He dominated her body, the pleasure overwhelming her senses, driving her wild.
She cried out, her voice trembling as she surrendered completely to his rhythm.