Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Madison
H oly. Shit.
I can hardly believe what’s happening.
I almost jump straight up and out the roof of the tent when Maverick dips his head between my legs and licks his big, heavy tongue straight down my center.
I’ve never felt anything like it. And instantly, I want more.
So. Much. More.
“Does that feel good?”
“So good.” I squirm underneath him, but his hands are holding me fast. “More, Maverick. Please.”
I can’t believe I’m begging him, but how can I not? I need more. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Like my body is both squeezing in on itself and exploding all at the same time. It’s incredible and he just started.
My sexy mountain man looks up from between my legs. The moment his eyes lock on mine, his lips twitch up into a cheeky grin. “Well, since you asked so nicely, doll.” He winks and then his face once more disappears between my legs.
His beard scratches and rubs on my sensitive skin, but it’s only making everything feel even better.
“Oh!”
His tongue flicks over my clit and my hips buck up, but he quickly presses them down again, firmer this time so I can’t move at all.
Not being able to move only heightens everything he’s doing. And, oh, is he ever doing a lot.
His mouth is working some kind of magic on my pussy.
All kinds of sounds I didn’t know I was capable of making are coming out of me. I’m moaning, groaning, and even squealing, but I don’t care.
I’m not self-conscious at all. Maybe I should be. After all, I’m lying completely naked in my tent with a man I only just met, who has to be at least ten years older than me and has a lot more experience than I do. But despite all those things, I know I’m exactly where I need to be in this moment.
And thank goodness for that, because the things he’s doing with his tongue are downright sinful. “It feels so…so…” Words escape me as something low in my belly clenches tight and all at once I think I might explode.
“Maverick? I…oh my…I don’t…”
My hands fly up to his head and twist through his thick, dark hair. I tug on his strands. To stop him? I don’t know. In fact, I don’t know anything.
“Let it happen, doll.” His voice is deep and soothing, and exactly what I need to hear. “Just let yourself go,” he says before he presses his lips to my core, and I do exactly as he says.
Maverick
Madi’s orgasm hits her hard and it’s fucking glorious. Truly, the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen is this doll of a woman come completely undone for the first time.
It’s an honor that I’m the first man to give her such a gift. But it’s me who’s received the gift.
My lips are coated with her sweet honey and now that I’ve had a taste of her, I know with certainty I’ll need more. A lot more.
She’s still vibrating from the aftershocks of her climax, so I press little kisses on her inner thighs before reluctantly pulling myself up. I could spend the rest of the night happily eating her pussy, but I force myself to remember that she’s still a virgin. I don’t want to give her more than she can handle.
She’s special. Of that, I’m one hundred percent certain. I’m not sure how I got so lucky to be in the Den last night and meet her, but I also know there’s no such thing as luck. She was meant to be mine, and I’m not going to do anything to fuck that up.
Her eyes are shut, and she looks both seductive and innocent lying on the sleeping bag. Some of her dark curls have escaped their braids and frame her sweet face.
I bend slowly and kiss her lightly on the lips until her hands slip up around my head and she kisses me back.
“That was…” She pulls back and giggles a little. “What was that?”
I flop down next to her and pull her sweet body over me so she’s draped over my chest. “That, doll, was your first orgasm.” Pride and pleasure fill me, knowing I was able to give that to her. And there will be so many more where that came from.
“It was incredible,” she says with a shake of her head. “I had no idea it would—wait.”
Her head pops up, and she stares at me, her smile gone. Her lips are twisted down in a frown, and I instantly want to do whatever it takes to put the smile back on her face.
“What about you?”
I know exactly what she’s asking. Especially since my cock is so hard it’s painful in my jeans. Still, I play dumb. “What do you mean?”
She bites her bottom lip, sucking it between her teeth, which does nothing for my erection. “Did you…will you…” Her head turns, and her gaze travels down my still fully clothed body to where the evidence of my arousal is very much evident. “You need to…”
“No, I don’t,” I lie. More than anything, I want the sweet release that she’ll be able to give me. But tonight needs to be about her.
“Maverick.” Madi sits up so her tits are on full display, and I send a silent thank-you to the batteries in my flashlight for holding on so I can enjoy the view. “I know I’m young and inexperienced.” She blushes as she speaks; it’s so incredibly sweet and sexy. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t know…”
Instead of talking, she reaches out and runs one finger down the length of my chest. Even through the flannel I’m wearing, I can feel the heat of her touch. When she gets to my belt, her fingers dance over the leather and the buckle. It’s taking all of my self-control to stay still, as Madi’s tiny hand flutters over the bulge in my jeans.
She’s just about to touch me and give me the relief I seek when I grit my teeth. “Don’t.”
Madison
I pull my hands away and sit back quickly. But what I really want to do is pull the sleeping bag up over my head or better yet, disappear completely.
He doesn’t want me to touch him.
My juices are still dripping down my thighs after what he just did to me, but he doesn’t want me.
I must have screwed it up. I’m too young and inexperienced for a man like him, and it’s not enough.
I’m not enough.
“I’m sorry.” I mumble the words and turn, trying to find my shirt. Only a moment ago, I was feeling so confident and sexy with his eyes on my body, but now…it’s all different now. “I didn’t mean to…I know I don’t really know what I’m?—”
“Madi.” Behind me, I can feel him moving in the small tent, but I can’t turn around. “Madison.” His voice is firmer, almost commanding, but I still don’t turn.
Spotting my T-shirt, I dive for it and grab the fabric. I’m about to tug it over my head when his voice finally stops me.
“Do not cover that perfect body.”
I freeze, but I don’t drop the shirt until he clears his throat and says, “Please.”
After a moment, Maverick blows out a breath and says, “Madi, look at me, doll.”
I do as he asks because, despite the flames of embarrassment still firing through me, there’s something about this man. I want to please him.
We’re sitting so close that I can feel the heat from his body on my now cooling skin. Instinctively, I shimmy a little closer to him, but he’s still much farther away than I would prefer.
Maverick reaches for my hand, and I let him wrap his huge fingers around my tiny ones. It feels so good. So safe.
“Please don’t think I don’t want you.”
“But you said don’t.” A breath hitches in my throat. “I’m sorry if I did it wrong?—”
I bite my lip and try to look away, but he squeezes my hand until I meet his gaze.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Madi. Quite the opposite.”
“But then…I don’t understand.” I can’t help but look at his crotch and the massive bulge in his jeans. I don’t know much, that’s true. But I know enough to know when a man is aroused.
“Is it because I’m a virgin?”
I never gave my virginity more than a passing thought before. It was one of those things that I just assumed would sort itself out when the time was right. When the man was right.
It’s right. Maverick is right. He’s so right.
“No,” he says, and I believe him. “But you need to know something.”
This is where he tells me he’s married or in a relationship, or?—
“Once I have you, there’s no going back.”
I laugh, relief washing over me as I realize what he means. “Oh, I know that.”
His brows pinch together. “You do?”
“Of course.” I pull my hand from his and slap his arm gently. “You can’t put my virginity back. I get it. And I’m totally okay with it. I’m ready. More than ready.” I’m rambling the way I always do, but I can’t help it. “There’s no going back and I’m more than okay with?—”
“No.” His deep voice is serious. His eyes are so dark, they’re almost black as he pins me with his gaze. “That’s not what I meant.”
Before I can ask, he tells me what he means, and his explanation sends a shiver through me.
“Once I have you, Madi. I don’t think I’ll be able to let you go. You’ll be mine.”