LAKE
Augustine Bates was a fine woman. She was funny, and she seemed to be able to read minds. She knew precisely why I was knocking on her door.
Before we left, she said something to me that terrified me and made me happy at the same time.
Unfortunately, I had to go to work while Maverick had classes. We went in separate vehicles, but at least we sorted things out and were on the same page.
LAKE: I’ll pick you up.
MAVERICK: No need. I won’t be late.
LAKE: You don’t want them seeing you with me
MAVERICK: It’s not like that, but I know you’re busy at work. Btw, Cooper said you apologized.
LAKE: I told you. I did.
MAVERICK: Thank you for valuing my friendship.
LAKE: Anything for you.
MAVERICK: See you soon
After I left my office, I went directly home. It was both exciting and terrifying at the same time that Maverick might change her mind about our new arrangement.
Driven by my desire, I stayed home and showered instead of going out and meeting my friends. I even declined Rusher’s invitation for a drink.
I went to the wet bar, poured something strong, and sipped it. I constantly checked the time on my phone.
Then I heard the door unlocked. I quickly walked towards the hallway. My heart instantly fluttered the second Maverick saw me so beautiful with a bright smile on her face.
“Hey.”
“Hey, beautiful.” My arms circled her waist as I kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back. I sighed against our lips as I tightened my arms around her.
“What was that for?”
I smiled down at her. “Glad you’re not changing your mind.”
“Me too,” she said nervously.
“Wait. You thought I would change my mind?”
“You’re not exactly a one-woman man, and maybe you’ll change your mind next week or tomorrow-”
I kissed her to stop her. “As long as you want me, take me, but as long as I want you, you’re mine.”
“How possessive are you exactly?”
“Why are you asking me this question?”
“I just wanna know.”
“I don’t know. Let’s find it out.” I told her already, but she seemed didn’t buy my possessive as fuck statement. “Hungry?”
“No, I’m good. You’re drinking alone?”
“Yeah, while waiting for you.”
“Let me shower, then I’ll join you in the bar.”
I poured drinks for us while waiting for her to be done. A few minutes later, she came down barefooted, wearing a baggy shirt, her hair tied up in a bun, makeup-free, and looking fresh.
“I love those freckles.” I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her close to me, and kissed those freckles on her face.
“Really?” She took the red wine and sipped it.
“Yes. They bring out the color of your eyes.”
“How’s work?”
“Boring. I’d rather spend my time with you, but I have obligations, and it makes money.”
“Thanks for the flowers. They’re beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful, Maverick.”
“Thanks.” She blushed.
I scooped her up and put her on the counter.
She yelped. “A warning would be nice.”
“Sorry. Do you want to study?”
“I have a few pages to read. Come to my room. Bring something to drink.”
She slipped off the counter and swayed her ass away from me with her wine.
Excitement and anticipation buzzed in my skin. We didn’t have to sleep together, but I’d love to wake up in the morning wrapped her in my arms.
I grabbed a bottle of red wine and a glass before I went up. I knocked on her door, and she asked me to come in. The flowers I gave were already in the vase.
Her room was smaller than mine, but I made sure she had everything she needed.
She sat at the center of the bed, her legs crossed. She had a book on her lap and then patted the space beside her.
“You can’t get drunk, Maverick.”
“I know.” She raised her glass for a refill.
“What are you studying? Maybe I can help,” I offered as I poured wine into her glass.
“I looked you up online. To my surprise, you’re actually a good student. Cum Laude, huh?” she said in amusement.
“I told you, I did everything for my father’s approval.” I poured a wine for myself and sipped it. “When I was in junior high, he asked me to break up with my girlfriend. He said it’s a distraction that I don’t need. When I’m successful, women will fill in line to date me.”
“He’s kind of right, but harsh.”
“Yeah. That’s your father-in-law.”
“I don’t think he would ever like me.”
Honestly, I didn’t care about the position anymore. If he would not approve the woman I chose to marry, then so be it. I was going to choose my happiness over money. I had enough money, assets, properties, a company, and investments that could provide for our lives.
“I don’t give a shit, Maverick. I have enough of his bullshit.” I wrapped my arm around her, pulled her closer, and kissed her forehead. “Your Nana likes me.”
She smiled. “You made a good impression, sir.”
I laughed as she just called me sir. I leaned in to kiss her. My heart instantly gave a lurch. I stared at her for a moment, and her eyes never left mine. Then her eyes glanced at my lips, parting hers.
The anticipation brewed in those eyes, and desire spread like wildfire. There was definitely no turning back. I cupped her face and kissed her.
She instantly welcomed me. Her hands made themselves quickly into my hair, fisting them. The kiss went from soft to passionate to intense.
“Are you sure about this?” I looked right into her eyes.
“Yes.”
My mouth found hers again, kissing her hard and ravenous. My hand moved straight right to her hair, untying her bun, fisting them around my hand as I tugged her head back, taking over control.
She moaned against my mouth as my other hand moved under her shirt.
A throaty moan slipped through my throat, and goosebumps erupted on her soft skin. Her flat abdomen contracted against my fingers. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I cupped her breast- the size was perfect for my palm, and the tiny bud hardened against my touch.
I let go of her hair and pulled her shirt over her head. She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. She wasn’t tall compared to the women I slept with, but she had a perfect body, porcelain soft skin, those perky tits, and pink hard buds calling me to be sucked. Only lacy, thin black panties are what were left on her body.
“Lie on bed, Maverick.” I got up to take off my shirt and then unbuttoned my jeans. I was already hard, bulging in my boxers, urging to be freed.
She didn’t do as I said. I wasn’t even surprised anymore, but she took off her panties and dropped them on the floor while her eyes glued to my crotch and cheeks flushing.
“Looks like you’re more excited to see me naked.” I pulled my jeans down, kicking them off my feet, leaving my boxers. I was blessed with the size of my dick, and women I slept with could attest to that, but right now, I had my woman to pleasure.
“Don’t flatter yourself. I’ve seen many naked men more than I could count,” she said with confidence, but I knew she was joking. Her cheeks burned bright red. I had her file and only had two boyfriends, including the toolbag who dumped her.
“Is that so? Did those men make you come five times in one fucking?” I crawled into bed, held her feet, and spread them apart.
Her eyes widened in shock, her pupils dilated, and her cheeks flushed. By this time, she knew what I would do next.