MAVERICK
I writhed beneath him as he suckled hard on my clit. He alternately licked, sucked, and kissed my pussy.
My soul seemed to push out of my body when I felt his talented tongue inside me, sliding in and out, then rewarding me with a groan as if I were his favorite meal. The vibration sent right to my clit, throbbing it further.
I began panting, groaning, frantic with lust and need to come as my entire body tightened. My hands slid into his hair, pushing his face into my pussy, wanting for more, and he gave it all to me, sliding a finger into my entrance, thrusting in and out, and my hips started to rock into him.
Then he added another finger and sunk them deeper, hitting the right spot.
“Fuck, babe! Fuck!” My voice was hoarse and desperate. My entire body shook as my orgasm tore through me in a climactic explosion, convulsing into his fingers and mouth.
Then his mouth and fingers were gone. The bed shifted. I opened my eyes and found Lake walking naked into the bathroom, holding his erect dick.
What had just happened? It never happened, and I was utterly confused.
My chest tightened as I put on the robe. I second-thought following him, but I chose to give him time for himself, and I needed to calm my heartbeat.
My whole body was still buzzing with my post-orgasmic bliss as I sat on the bed and waited for him to come back.
A few minutes later, he came still naked, but his cock had rested.
“What happened?”
He crawled in bed and kissed me on the lips. He tasted mouthwash. “We need to talk.”
Oh, boy. I didn’t like the sound of it even a bit. “About what?”
He lay down and opened his arms to me. “Come here, baby.”
I resisted.
“Maverick, please?” He sounded like he had given me no choice.
I finally gave in, resting my head on his shoulder, my leg over his.
“You’re stiffed as a corpse. Relax.”
I withdrew a deep breath and glanced up to meet his gaze as he lifted my chin with his finger. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No. I think I hurt you, baby, and I don’t know how it happened or what I’ve done.” He paused. “Unless you tell me, I can’t do anything to correct it. You seem to have built a wall between us for three days now, and I know you very well if something is bothering you, and I’m sure it has nothing to do with Terzo.”
I knew it would come to this, but maybe I wasn’t ready to hear what he would say.
“Please? We promised each other no more secrets between us,” he added.
My heart began thudding against my ribcage.
“Did Aurelia talk to you again? Did my father come and threaten you?”
I shook my head. “No. They didn’t. I’m sure you would know because Homer has done a great job following me anywhere I went.”
“Then what is it, Maverick?”
“It was stupid, and I didn’t even know why I did what I did. I guess I just didn’t want to accept the reality.”
“Fuck. I’m totally lost. Forgive me, Maverick, but can you just tell me what the fuck is going on?” He started to get pissed off.
“Never mind.” I turned away, but he was quick to grab my elbow.
“Fucking hell if I let this night end without finding out what you’ve been hiding from me.” He looked upset and mad. His eyes narrowed, and he wasn’t messing with me when he said he’d find it out tonight. “Are you pregnant?”
I gasped. My mouth parted. My eyes widened. My stomach flipped and tumbled. “No. I’m not.”
My heart urged me to speak it out, but I felt ashamed that it affected me when I knew the possibility of ending this marriage in divorce was huge.
At the same time, it contrasted with how he’d shown me and how I felt about him. It became so complicated, and it was messing with my head and our relationship. I guess I was just too invested in us.
“I swear I will spank your ass raw if you won’t tell me right now.”
“Did you just threaten me? That’s abuse,” I spat back, giving him the same intensity he was throwing at me.
He got up. “You’re mad at me because you don’t tell me a shit. Do you want to create a barrier between us? Do you want to cage yourself alone in the dark? Go ahead. If you don’t want to stay with me, tell me because I’m sick of playing guessing games with you, and it affects me emotionally and mentally. I don’t know how to earn your trust, and I thought we trusted each other, but clearly, our marriage is just a part of the contract to you, and it’s one-sided.”
“Well, I thought we had something. I thought you had feelings for me. I thought we passed that contract marriage part. I was just way over my head.” My voice dropped at the end.
“We do have something. How many times have I told you that you matter to me? I’ve done everything to show and open up my feelings to you. If I could move mountains, give you the stars, that kind of shit, I already did. You’re one of the most important people in my life, Maverick.” He swallowed hard. “And I feel like you’re slipping off my hand, you’re slipping away like I’ve done horrible things to you, like I’ve cheated on you.” I wanted- I really wanted to believe what he said, but something was holding me back.
“Do you want to get divorced after the contract ends?”
“Where the fuck did that come from?” He sounded desperate and sincere, and I desperately needed his honest answer.
“Tell me the truth.”
“Since when did I lie to you? Except for the part that I was protecting you. It was not lying, by the way.”
“You’re not answering my question.”
He scoffed. “Then you must have felt what I’ve been feeling for the past three days. It fucking sucks, isn’t it?”
I turned away from him. I couldn’t argue anymore because he was right.
“Right. Just sleep on it. That’s what you’re good at. And when you don’t get what you want, you leave me alone. The next time you do it, don’t expect me to come to you and beg for you to come back.” He moved harshly and got off the bed. Seconds later, the door slammed, startling me.
I cried for a while. My heart felt like someone had just ripped it off my chest and tore it to shreds. I rose from the bed and wiped off my tears. Then I went out of the room and went downstairs. I checked the living area first, but Lake wasn’t there or at his wet bar.
I walked through the hallway and that was the time I heard his voice. He was yelling at someone. I did not hesitate to wait. I knocked on his study, and there was a moment of silence.
I grabbed the doorknob and pushed it open.
His eyes widened slightly as he saw me. “I’ll call you back.” He hung up the call and carelessly threw his phone on the chair. “Come here. I want to show you something.”
I nodded as I shut the door behind me. My pace was slower as I walked towards his desk. Then he showed me the screen on his laptop-a video of me standing outside his office door. That night, I eavesdropped on his conversation.
I couldn’t look at it anymore, so I shifted my gaze away. There was no audio, but sure as hell, I looked shocked and distraught.
“You must have heard me talking to Mom that night. Since then, you started acting weird.” His expression turned impatient, and his frustration was rising.
All I could do was swallow hard.
“Look at me.” Something in the tone of his voice that made me nervous. “Just fucking look at me, Maverick. Have some courtesy of looking me in the eye when I’m talking to you.”
I lifted my gaze and met him in the eye, and he returned with such burning intensity that a wave of emotion hit me hard, squeezing my lungs. I was ashamed of my actions for making this a big deal. Or maybe it was because I loved him, and I was hurt.
“Damn it.” I wiped the tears streaked down my cheeks.
“Do you always eavesdrop?”
“No. It was unintentional. I was coming to talk to you about my brother.” I sniffled. My voice shook. “Then you were talking about divorce and not wanting kids, quite the opposite of what we discussed that day. I thought I was just fooling myself into believing that maybe we have a future together.”
“My mother told me that she told you that you should give me an heir, so the kids came up. I don’t want to fucking pressure you of having kids because people dictate our lives. I want you to enjoy your life. And about the divorce. My mother asked me what my fucking father wanted from me. I told Mom to divorce her. My father forced me into this marriage, and that was true.”
I dropped my gaze. My cheeks burned, and I wanted to run and hide from him. Instead, I apologized, and he replied to me with a snort.
“Unfuckingbelievable. When are you going to trust me fully?”
“I do. I do trust you.”
“No. Don’t fool yourself,” he replied harshly.
“I know it was wrong to do that. It was unintentional. I’m so sorry.” I stepped back and walked out of the study, and he did not even call my name.