He pants and grunts against my skin. I let go of him and grab the back of my thigh, lifting my leg, and give him more access. Maverick slides deeper inside of me and triggers my orgasm. I cry out as he gets both arms around me, and begins thrusting faster and faster until he plants himself deep, coming inside of me.
Neither of us moves, he just stays inside of me, hugging my back to his front. My heart hammers in my chest and I smile in the dark as Maverick kisses my neck. I whimper when he finally slips from my body.
“I’ll be right back, baby.” He climbs out of bed and I grab my panties, slipping them back on.
Maverick comes back in and I roll to my side, watching him walk back into his bedroom. His body is so beautiful; tall, muscular, but not overly so, every tattoo a gorgeous piece of art.
“You better stop staring at me like that, or I’m going to need to fuck you again.” His words make my belly quiver.
I cover my eyes with my hands while giggling. The bed dips and then I sigh when I feel Maverick’s lips against my neck. When I uncover my eyes, I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him to me.
We stay like that for a few minutes before he rolls us so we’re chest to chest. Maverick grabs my leg, pulling it up and over his hip. My face is tucked into his neck, and my arm is wrapped around his waist.
There isn’t an inch of space between us and in no time I feel myself drift off.
The sun warms my skin and I sigh. This has been the best day ever. First me and Maverick made breakfast together, which ended with him eating me on his kitchen table. I returned the favor, blowing him until he came down my throat.
We took Butch for a walk to a little coffee shop that has an outdoor counter. I knew that people would see us together and have questions. I’m sure my dad knows by now, but it didn’t seem to bother Maverick, or at least he doesn’t act like it.
While I helped him plant some hostas in his back yard, we talked about what we were like growing up. “I’ve always been the wild one,” I told him.
“Why does that not surprise me? Of course I was no angel,” Maverick said, smiling at me in a way that made my heart race.
“Of course you weren’t. I bet you were breaking hearts wherever you went.” I smiled at him.
He threw dirt at me and then I threw it back at him. It ended with me on my back and him on top of me. We made out until Butch let it be known he didn’t approve of us ignoring him.
When we finished, we took a shower together, just a shower, and then made sandwiches for lunch. It’s hot, so I changed into my bikini, grabbed a towel, and laid down on one of Maverick’s loungers, which leads me to now.
I brought Butch’s dog bed out so he’s sleeping in the shade and Maverick’s in the other lounger. The sound of the doorbell causes Butch to start barking and he runs into the house.
Maverick jumps up. “I’ll be right back.” He disappears inside, so I decide to head inside to pour myself another glass of lemonade.
“Well hello there.” I turn to find Troy Matthews standing in the mouth of the kitchen. He’s wearing a cocky ass grin on his face.
The man is a total flirt and my sister has the hots for him, but she’s too shy to make a move. “Hey there, trouble.” I step into his open arms. I pull back, smiling up at him, but then gasp when Maverick grabs me around the waist and pulls me toward him. “What the hell.” I look up at him and he’s looking at Troy. “Oh brother.” I pull away from him and grab my lemonade. “I’ll be outside,” I tell them as I walk between the two of them.
I usually don’t like the alpha bullshit, but that was kind of hot, I won’t lie. Outside, I crawl back on the lounger and lie on my stomach. The heat warms me and it doesn’t take long before I’m nodding off.
A hand glides up and down my back. I stretch like a contented kitten and smile as his hand slides over my ass. “Baby, time to get up.”
I roll over and smile up at Maverick. “Hey, how long was I out?”
“Only about twenty minutes. Troy wants us to meet him for pizza and beer. What do you think?”
“That sounds great. I think I need another shower.” I stand up and don’t miss the look on his face as he scans my body. My nipples harden immediately, but I hold my hands up. “No way, mister. My vagina needs a rest.”
I run inside with his laughter following me.
Maverick leads me inside Antonia’s Pizzeria, and we find Troy at a booth by himself. He smiles as we approach. “I see he let you out.”
I laugh as I slide into the booth opposite him. “He did. I told him he better feed me or else.”
My phone rings from my purse. I pull it out and see it’s my sister. “It’s my sister.” They both tell me to go ahead and answer it, so I do. “Hey you. What’s up?”
“Nothing, where are you?”
“Antonia’s having pizza. Do you want to join us?” I chance a glance at Troy and see his eyes are on me.
I hear rustling around. “Are you sure I wouldn’t be intruding?” I’m not telling her that Troy is here. Yes, that’s mean, but if I tell her he’s here, she won’t come—she’s a chickenshit.
“God no. We’re in the booths along the wall right when you walk in.”
“I’ll be there in five.”
I disconnect and then stick my phone in my purse. Troy looks at me expectantly and Maverick shakes his head. “My sister is going to come eat with us. Is that okay?”
“Absofuckinglutely,” Troy says, and I can’t wait to see what happens between these two.
Dinner has been a lot of fun although my sister constantly looks like a deer in the headlights. She’s the most quiet out of us kids—she’s always the peacemaker, and very studious.
Troy seems to be a little wild, but totally hot, and I think he’s just what my sister needs to pull her out of her shell. I grab the last breadstick out of the basket and dip it into the marinara sauce and take a huge bite.
Maverick snatches the rest of the breadstick and pops it into his mouth. “Hey, I was eating that,” I say with a huff. “We’re running in the morning,” I tell him.
“Ughh… I can’t eat another bite,” Taylor says from beside Troy. I swear the guy has barely taken his eyes off of her, but not like I can blame him—my sister is a fucking babe.
I grab my beer, taking a huge drink, and then set it down.
“The cousins all want to plan a night out soon,” Taylor says to me. “We were thinking that we could go glamping.”
“What’s glamping?” Maverick asks.
“It’s camping, but better,” Taylor says with a smile. “What do you think?”
I smile. “That could be a lot of fun.”
She smiles and then her cheeks turn pink as Troy looks at her like he wants to eat her alive. He leans into her. “I want to go glamping.”
Taylor rolls her eyes. “You’re not invited.”
When the check comes, Maverick and Troy do the whole “I’m the alpha I pay” thing. In the end, Taylor slipped the waitress her card. I shake my head, watching them both pout while glaring at my sister.
We all head out and after kissing my sister bye, I climb into Maverick’s Jeep. As he pulls out of the parking lot I spot Troy leaning in close to Taylor by her car.