Page 43 of Matched By Mistake
“I liked them. I mean your mom is going to take some time to warm up to me,” he said.
Maggie felt a little thrill go through her at his words. “She’s just overprotective.”
“Oh, I got that,” he said. “She definitely isn’t sure about my motives but I’m pretty sure it has nothing to do with me being a Winters.”
Maggie did, too. “Mom is just that way now. Hope it wasn’t too uncomfortable.”
He looked over at her as he coasted to a stop. “It’s cool. She loves you and she’s worried about you being hurt again. I get it.”
She put her hand on his thigh and squeezed it. “Thanks. So now that you’ve met my folks... They aren’t that dissimilar to yours.”
He arched one eyebrow at her. “Do I need to be one hundred percent in this conversation?”
“Why?”
“If so, I need you to move your hand because all I can think about is how close it is to my cock.”
That was all she could think about once he said it. She remembered the feel of him in her hand last night and she wanted him again. She was moist and her breasts swelled.
“Like this?” she asked, moving her hand up his thigh until she brushed his crotch with the back of her fingers.
He shifted his legs and took her hand in his, turning it so that her palm was toward his body, and pushed her hand lower until she could feel all of his growing erection under it. With a circle motion, she rubbed his shaft while cupping his balls with her fingers.
“That’s good,” he said.
She undid the zipper and slipped her hand into his pants under the elastic waistband of his underwear. His hips jerked forward as she wrapped her hand around him, moving it up and down, feeling him grow as she did it. God, she wanted him.
She didn’t bother to think about anything but this moment. The late-summer romance she hadn’t been expecting to find but didn’t want to give up. She ran her finger over the tip each time she brought her hand up his shaft. His hips moved against her, urging her to continue touching him, and she looked down, seeing his big erection. She wanted him in her mouth.
She pulled her seat belt to loosen it and put her head in his lap. She felt his hand on the back of her head, his fingers in her hair caressing her as she took the tip of him in her mouth. He tasted good and earthy, filling her mouth. She sucked on his cock, letting her fingers stroke him at the same time. The angle was awkward but she was not uncomfortable. She felt his hand moving down her neck, his finger stroking the side of her neck as she sucked him deeper into her mouth.
His hips moved slightly, and after a moment she heard him curse, and then the car turned abruptly and he shut it off. He gently pulled her head away from him and reached down to put his seat back. She undid her seat belt and moved closer to him. Taking him back into her mouth. His hands were on her back, moving up and down it, his hand in her hair, holding her head down while she continued taking him deep in her mouth. Now that they had more space, she cupped and squeezed his sac gently, using her nails lightly as she started to take him deeper into her mouth and his hips were moving against her.
His fingers tangled in her hair and she heard the noises he was making, heard him calling her name, but she was only concentrating on the way it felt to have this powerful man at her mercy. To have control over herself and her part in this relationship with him.
He tasted salty as she swallowed until he was empty and he sighed. He ran his hands down her back and she rested her head on his lap, looking at up at him.
“Maggie....”
Just her name on a long sigh and she smiled as he said it. She felt the same when she thought about him. Jericho...this man whom she never would have gone out with if not for the dating app. This man who was making her feel like she owned her femininity again simply by letting her do the things that she wanted to do. Letting her indulge her own sexual needs and be the woman she’d been hiding away.
And she knew he probably had no idea he’d done that for her, but she knew it and that was enough.
“Thank you for that.”
“You’re very welcome. I enjoyed it, too.”
“I’m glad,” he said. “Let’s get home so I can make love to you properly.”
“Or improperly,” she teased as she shifted back into her seat. He tucked his cock back into his pants.
“Whatever you want.”
Him, she thought. She wanted him.
When they got to her place, he parked in her garage and then took her hand and led her upstairs to her bedroom. He wanted to take his time making love to Maggie and he wanted her spread out on the bed. He washed up in the bathroom first and when he came back, she waited for him on the bed totally naked.
Even though he knew it was going to take some time before he could come again, he got hard seeing her there. She was so confident in herself and her sexuality that he was turned on by her constantly. It was hard to marry the woman who had hesitated outside Sheen with this woman. He had a feeling they were both very much a part of who she was and both sides had been damaged by the same incident.
