Page 46 of Reckless (Adventures in Love 3)
My spine starts to tingle while her legs tighten around mine, and I know that she is just as close as I am.
“Mav.”
“I got you. Let go.” I kiss her while her walls tighten so much that it’s almost painful to move. “Fuck, baby,” I groan, watching her face and feeling her core convulse as she starts to come.
Picking up speed, I grab her behind her knee and drop my mouth down to hers, thrusting twice more before I plant myself deep inside, her orgasm milking mine from me. With my chest heaving, I use what little strength I have left to roll to my back and bring her with me, her core still pulsing around my length as she falls against me. With both of us breathing heavy, I feel her shiver, so I reach for the blanket tossed on the end of the bed and drag it over us.
“Am I too heavy?” she asks, sounding sleepy, and I smile.
“Hell no.” I kiss the top of her head and feel her cheek move.
“You know, I didn’t think you were even a little interested in me.”
“What?” I laugh because I’m still semihard inside her.
“You chucked me on my chin like I was a kid sister. I didn’t think you were even attracted to me.”
“I’m definitely attracted to you.”
“I know that now, but I couldn’t tell before. You’re very hard to read.”
“I think I told you I was trying to keep my distance.”
“Why?”
Because you’re the kind of woman I could lose myself in. “Like you, I didn’t want to complicate things.”
“Now you do?”
“Yeah, now I do,” I tell her softly, then roll her to her back and kiss her quickly. “I’ll be right back. I need to take care of the condom.” I kiss her forehead, then knife off the bed.
“I’ll be here,” she mumbles, and I grin as I head for the bathroom. After taking care of the condom, I grab a rag from the shelf and toss it in the sink, turning on the hot water. I carry it back to the bed and grasp her ankle, making her jump.
“Just cleaning you up,” I tell her, and she gives me a soft look filled with surprise. After wiping her gently, I take the rag back to the bathroom and toss it into the sink, then head across the room to flip off the lights before I get back in bed with her and pull her against me.
“By the way, thank you for helping Tanner with all the stuff at the store today.”
“You’re welcome, baby.” I kiss her forehead and smooth my fingers up and down her arm.
Lying there, I listen to her breath even out and feel her body relax completely against me. I should get up, get dressed, and go, but instead of doing what I should do, I close my eyes and fall asleep with her in my arms, and I sleep better than I ever have before.
Chapter 14
JADE
With my cheek pressed to Maverick’s bare chest, I shiver as his fingers dance over my hip, then laugh when my stomach grumbles.
“Hungry?” he asks quietly, sounding like he’s half-asleep, and I tip my head back to look at him.
“You’ve had me trapped in your bed since I arrived here this morning under the pretense that you were making me breakfast, and it’s now noon.”
“Poor baby.” He grins, pulling me up his body to bring my face closer to his, and I run my fingers through the hair at the side of his head. “What time are you meeting Cybil?”
“Two.” I move to straddle his waist and get lost in the look in his eyes. God, but I really love the way he looks at me.
“Then I need to get you fed.” He rolls me to my back, making me squeak in surprise. “Even though I really just want to keep you trapped here under me.” I raise my hips, letting him know that I wouldn’t exactly be opposed to that, but as he leans down to kiss me, my stomach grumbles again. “Let’s get you something to eat.” He kisses me quickly, then pulls me up out of bed with him. Once we are both standing, he hands me the T-shirt he had on when I arrived and puts on a pair of his boxers before grabbing my hand to lead me out of the room.
When we get into the kitchen, he urges me to sit on one of the chairs at the counter by crowding me back into it and kissing me once more. “Are you okay with grilled cheese?” he leans back to ask while keeping his body pressed against mine.
“Yes.”
“Good.” He lets me go, then walks over to the stove, places a pan down, and turns on the heat. I get up to get a glass of water, then sit and take a sip to hide my smile as I watch him butter four slices of bread. The first time I was here and he cooked for me, much like he is right now, shirtless with his feet bare, comfortable in his environment, I remember being so sure that he wasn’t interested in me. Now I’ve kissed and touched every inch of him more than once, and every time we are together, it’s better than the last, and that’s saying something, since each time I’ve been with him, it’s been spectacular.
