MAVERICK
“Oh, my God.” I ran towards Lake, who just climbed down from the jet, and threw myself at him.
“Maverick.” He caught and lifted me up, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him.
“God, I can finally breathe,” I said and kissed him on the lips.
“I should travel more often.” He kissed me back. “I missed you, baby.”
“I missed you, too.” I slowly got my feet on the ground and then hugged him again.
Wallace and Aurelia went in a different car while we were heading home.
“So, where’s my Bannock?”
He smiled, pressing his lips against mine. “I did not forget it.”
“Good, or you will be sleeping in the other room.”
“Really?” His brow raised humorously.
“Yeah.”
“How’s your day?” he asked as he kissed my hand.
“Better than yours, I guess.”
“How’s our baby?”
“Good. What about your dad?”
“He’ll have his surgery here. His doctor from Toronto will be here tomorrow morning, and he asked something from you.”
“Of course, what is it?” I looked at him in the eye.
“He wants forgiveness.”
A genuine smile spread across my lips. “He got, babe, as long as he’ll stay a good father for you.”
“And a good grandfather for our child.”
“Yes, exactly.”
As we arrived home, he dropped his duffle bag on the floor.
“Get naked.” I took off his jacket.
He chuckled as he unbuttoned his shirt, and I went to his belt and pants. I dragged his boxers down and wrapped his semi-erect cock with my hand from its base.
“Baby.” He groaned, his hand on my head, sinking into my hair.
Parting my lips, I flattened my tongue and ran it from his balls and base up to the head of his cock before I closed my mouth around it. Sucking him hard, I swirled my tongue around his shaft and stroked it with my hand. Then I slid over and around, completely enveloping it, alternately flicking the underside and gently sucking and licking it.
“Fuck, Maverick.” He began gripping my head as he moved his hips into my face, not enough for his cock to gag me.
I was instantly wet. My clit was throbbing, demanding to be touched, but I ignored the need as I focused on giving my husband the pleasure he deserved. After the almost disaster in the sky, he deserved more of my attention and love.
As I slid my hand up and down his length. Then I reached out to his balls, gently massaging them, stroking the sack.
“That’s enough, Maverick.” He growled, the muscles on his thighs clenching. “Get naked and get in bed.”
I gripped the hand he offered, and I got up. Then he helped me strip off my dress and pulled down my panties. Stepping forward, I held onto his arms, and he had the back of my neck and kissed me hard. His hand then slid into my thighs, fingers dipping between my folds.
A moan of satisfaction rumbled in his throat as he expected me to be wet and slick. His thumb rubbed in circles around my clit while his fingers stroked in and out of my pussy. All sensations skyrocketed toward my impending orgasm.
The moment my breathing quickened, my thighs squeezing his hand tight, he pulled out.
Snarling in frustration, I broke the kiss and glared at him.
“Oh, I’ll give you the orgasm you want. Get in bed and spread your legs. Show me how wet your pussy is.” He kissed me on the lips one more time before he let me go.
I quickly crawled into bed and spread my legs, and then I slid my hand between my thighs and fingered myself.
“That’s my job.” He joined me, grabbed my wrist, and yanked it away. He then went to the center of the bed, throwing all the pillows away, leaned his back against the headboard, and said impatiently, “Come here. Sit on my cock and ride me hard.”
He grabbed his straight, thick, and long length, almost reaching his belly button. I straddled him on his lap, and he positioned it at my entrance. I lowered myself down and slowly sunk into him until it felt like he nudged my cervix.
He let out a guttural groan. His hands gripped tight around my hips as my pussy swallowed up his dick. Then I started bouncing up and down on his lap, riding his cock hard just as what he ordered me to do.
Lake became more wild, taking my breast into his mouth, sucking it like he’d been starving, and simultaneously thrusting his lips into me, contrasting my rocking.
It hit me so hard, increasing friction against my clit and feeling him as deep as he could go. Then he let my breast go, gripped my hair instead, and yanked my head to the side so he could kiss my neck, licked, and sucked it. I was sure it would leave a mark tomorrow.
I didn’t care, though. I liked his wild side and soft side. As he nibbled on my earlobe, I shuddered and clung to him, riding him hard, squeezing my pussy around his cock.
“Fuck. You need to come now, beautiful.” He growled into my ear, voice rough and raw, his hard breathing sending shivers down my spine. I rode him again and rolled my hips, sliding up and down until I started to clamp around him.
“God!” I threw my head back and came so hard. My body jerked as it kept going on and on.
We lay down for a while with me wrapped in his arms, my head resting on his chest as I listened to his frantic heartbeat.
“Baby, I have something to tell you.” I felt the heaviness in his voice, and it sounded important.
“Of course, what is it.”
“I shot someone.”
I lifted my head and stared at him. Guilt was so deep in his eyes. “When?”
He exhaled heavily. “I did it because Giosue’s man was about to shoot your father’s man.”
“Wait. It’s been months, Lake. This must have been hard for you, keeping it to yourself.”
“Yeah, but he did not die. Owen shot him again. He could have killed me after he shot Giovanni if I didn’t do it first.”
“Yeah. You don’t have to feel guilty. They went there to attack the villa and kill us all.” I rested my head back on his chest. “I’m so sorry, babe. You must be terrified.”
“It’s over now, and I’m fine.”
***
He watched me munch the Bannock while he had coffee in his hand. “I forgot to thank you.”
“For what?”
“For quickly reaching out to Linden.”
“Gabe was quick, though. I’d never been so scared. I mean, my life and the lives of my loved ones had been in danger many times, but when you were out there, thousands of feet above the ground, I know the chances of-” I blinked my tears back.
“Hey.” He put the cup down and came to hug me. “I’m so sorry you have to go through that, baby.”
“It’s fine.” I drew a deep breath and rested my cheek on his chest. “I love you, Lake.”
“I love you more, Maverick.”
“Winston!”
“Why is my brother here?” I froze, and we stared at each other for a moment before breaking apart.
“Let’s find out.”
Terzo waltzed into the kitchen with a broad smile on his face. “Hey, sis.”
“What are you doing here?”
“How’s my nephew?”
“Maybe a niece.” I took a step to hug him. “Thank you.”
“No need to thank me. I’m not ready to see you as a young widow running a billion-dollar company.”
“Jeez. Thanks.”
“How are you doing, Terzo?” Lake shook my brother’s hand.
“Glad to see you still alive.”
“So, who are those people?”
“Your father is in trouble,” he said nonchalantly as if by meant trouble did not include life-threatening kind of trouble.
“What do you mean?” I could feel the instant tension on Lake’s spine.
“Remember the guy I killed?”
“Jeez. You told me his name was Tomas.”
“Did I mention he’s a son of a mob?”
“Hey.” I hit him on his arm. “You told me he was just some random guy from your enemies.”
“Well, I lied so you wouldn’t have to worry,” Terzo admitted. “I know someone would come and haunt my ass.”
“Why didn’t you just let him go?”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now, Winston?” He glared at Lake. “This is your father’s fault. If he hadn’t hired a mafia to threaten my sister, nothing would have happened like this, and I wouldn’t have had to take a life to protect my sister. And do you think he would stop?”
“Linden told me that his father might not have known that Maverick is a daughter of Siciliano since the target was merely my father.”
“Yeah. He might have thought your father betrayed his son and killed him instead.”
“So he wasn’t aware you killed Tomas,” Lake said.
“Nope.”
“So what now?” I asked the obvious.
“If he could not take revenge by killing your father, he would come after you, your wife, your children. The list is endless.”
“Shit.” He clenched his jaw.
“Until he avenged his son,” Terzo added.
“So this issue involves all of us?” I asked Terzo.
“Yes.”
“What should we do?”
“Papa wants to meet your father.”
“Well, that’s awesome because he wants to meet you and your father.”
“Is he going to hurt Wallace?”
“No, sis.” He shook his head. “I guarantee that. My father needs a deeper and wider connection, and Wallace needs protection.”
“So, it’s a win-win then.”