MAVERICK
I went home early after my work at the Bazz because it looked like this relationship was one-sided.
Lake was the one making all the efforts and adjustments, while all I did was school and work. Maybe that was why my ex dumped me because I wasn’t generous with my time.
We just had dinner together, and he called the restaurant to bring the food when I could cook something for us. Lake made me feel guilty, even if it was unintentional.
He went to his home office to work, and the guys went down, leaving the penthouse for the two of us. I put on some cute and sexy lingerie inside my baggy shirt, and then I knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
“What is it?” His focus remained on the long and wide spreadsheet on the desk.
“Wow. That’s pretty big money.”
“Beautiful.” He lifted his gaze and smiled even if he looked tired. “I thought you were OB.”
“They left, and I told them I let you know,” I said as I locked the door and waltzed inside. His home office was minimalist, with no pictures or paintings on the wall but a desk and gadgets.
His gaze angled to my legs, but he didn’t say or ask why I was there.
“You seem busy.”
“Nothing new. Pretty much busy every day.”
“That must be important.” I slid my ass on the desk as I looked down at his work.
“It is, but that can wait.” His hands landed on my bare thighs, my skin searing. He kept them there, unmoving. “Why are you really here, baby?”
He hadn’t done anything, and I felt like my body was on fire. My nipples formed pebbles, and my core began to ache, but I tried hard not to react despite his hungry gaze never leaving mine.
“Checking up on you.” I spread my legs wide, making myself comfortable on his desk.
Then he dragged his big hand up and moved inside my shirt, and I watched his eyes squint with desire as he may have guessed what I was wearing inside. He then slipped his fingers into the lace of my panties.
He groaned in approval. “Did you come here to seduce me, Maverick?”
“Are you seduced, Mr. Lake Archer Colter Talon Braddson Winston?”
“That’s a pretty mouthful name, baby.”
“You are a mouthful.”
A sexy smirk spread across his lips. “How would you know? You haven’t had me in your mouth?”
“Is that a challenge, Winston?” I ached a challenging brow.
We stared at each other for seconds until he chuckled. “No, beautiful. I’m fine with your tight pussy. Are you wet right now?”
I definitely was, even just thinking of what he could do to me. My inner core clenched.
“How about you figure it out?” My hand gripped the edge of his desk, and my breathing became uneven in anticipation.
I sucked in a breath as one big finger slipped inside my panties. I bit my bottom lip as he began grazing my sensitive folds.
“Fuck. Always smooth and wet.” He got up, his free hand at the back of my head, tugging my hair, angling my mouth as he claimed mine in a hard kiss, sliding his finger inside me simultaneously, making me moan.
I kissed him back with the same intensity, unsnapping his jeans and pulling them with his boxers down his thighs. His gigantic cock freed from its restraint.
A guttural sound escaped from his throat, lightly biting my bottom lip, his tongue seeking entrance.
I gave him access, and he fucked my mouth with his tongue while he fucked my pussy with his finger at the same time.
I wrapped his erect cock with my hand. He was enormous, long, soft, and warm, and I could barely accommodate his length around my fingers. I began stroking him, and he went harder, and his kisses became more aggressive, almost painful. Then he added another finger, his thumb pressed against my clit, moving in a circular motion.
I moaned into his mouth, rocking my hips against his finger. I was so wet I could hear the sound of moisture from his thrusts. I couldn’t take it anymore. The waves of pleasure kept coming. My whole body burned, and fingers dug against the flesh on his arms. Everything felt so damn good. It was almost too much that I could explode.
“Fuck!” I broke the kiss, gasping for air, throwing my head back as I tried breathing hard.
“Yes, baby. Come around my fingers,” he gritted out. “Yeah, like that.”
“Yes!” I cried out in satisfaction. My head was in heaven as I came so hard, every inch of my body pulsing.
“Suck it.” With his grip around my hair, I darted my tongue out, and he shoved his fingers into my mouth, and I immediately sucked on them and tasted myself. I should be mortified, but looking at the lust and satisfaction in his eyes, it fueled the darkest desire I never knew I had in me.
I sucked his fingers with pleasure, licking them clean, and he rewarded me with a moan that came from his chest.
“You’re fucking perfect. Do you know that?” He let go of my hair and kissed me passionately, tasting myself.
I slid myself off his desk and pushed him back on his chair. My action surprised him.
“You haven’t come. Let me do the honor.”
“No, beautiful.”
“Oh, I insist.” I went on my knees, spread his legs apart, and settled between them. Then I grabbed his erect cock as hard as a rod.
“Fuck.” He inhaled a shaky breath as he watched me. “Is this what a dream come true looks like?”
I didn’t enjoy too much deep-throating on someone, but I tried my best to be fair with my partner. With Lake, though, it was another story. He was generous and a good lover, and I would do everything to satisfy him in bed.
“You really don’t have to do this, beautiful,” he said as he slid his fingers into my hair. Every time he called me beautiful, I felt beautiful and special.
While keeping my eyes glued on him, I flattened my tongue as I licked him from his base up to his shaft. He jerked around my fingers. Then I opened my mouth, taking him into my mouth to my throat. He stretched my lips, and my cheeks hollowed. He was so big that I struggled to breathe.
“Fuck.” He threw his head back, his hand tightened around my hair, the other gripping onto his hair. “Fuck, baby.”
I pushed as far as I could take, and then I drew back to breathe.
“Breath from your nose, beautiful. Take me easy. Your mouth’s already feels fucking good.”
I moaned around his thickness. The vibration had him cursing. I pushed and drew back repeatedly and made good sucking.
“If you could only see yourself, Maverick. You’re the hottest fucking woman I’ve been with. You’re the only one, beautiful.” He seemed to like what I was doing, which boosted my self-esteem.
I cupped his balls, massaging at the same time, and he guided me how he wanted, how he liked it, and he began fucking my mouth, slow at first, then he fucked me fast and hard. I struggled to breathe. I struggled to swallow. Tears streaked down my cheeks. And I almost passed out.
Then when he swelled in my mouth, he pulled his cock out, scooped me up, put me on his desk, and swept away everything on top, things clattering, and he didn’t seem to care.
Then he spread my legs apart, gripped my hips tight, and pulled my ass on the edge. He then guided his glistening cock into my entrance, slamming it hard in.
“Fuck!” I screamed in shock at the pain of his entry.
“Take me all.” His jaw locked, his eyes hard and dark locked with mine. He wasn’t almost the Lake, who was charming and cocky. This man before was his dark side, but I let him do what pleased him.
He fucked me hard and fast, destroying my pussy, destroying my body, destroying the meaning of the word fucking in my head. He fucked me like I’d never been fucked before. So deep and brutal. And even too much to bear.