One Dance (The Club, #7) (6 page)

Maverick tilted her face up to his. “You aren’t going back, Emma. Don’t get pissed with me, but there is no way in hell that I’ll let you go near him again. That bastard has gone too far with you, and I intend making sure he knows it, and his brother knows it.”

“Maverick—”

He kissed her nose. He kissed each cheek. He kissed her lips...once...twice. “I can’t get enough of you.” He kissed her lips again. “You are so beautiful and I’m going to help you whether you want me to or not.”

Maverick smiled and sealed his lips to Emma’s.

E
mma’s eyes fluttered open slowly as though her lids were heavy and glued together. Blinking away the sleep, she stared at the nightstand in confusion—how did she get back home? She tried to turn over in bed and came up against a hard, male body. She knew it was male by the hard cock gently rocking between her ass cheeks...and then before she could turn over, the night came rushing back.

The Club...Dahlin...being drugged...and Maverick. The man who was well-built in all areas. The man who’d given her so much pleasure that she couldn’t see straight. The man who literally had her panties melting with lust for him the minute their eyes had met when she entered The Club.

Her mind flittered back and forth through a range of emotions. She tried to imagine doing everything she did with Maverick last night while she was stone cold sober. She couldn’t think fast enough because a large hand tickled up from her hip, past her stomach and covered one of her breasts. The nipple hardened immediately and caused her pussy to quiver with arousal. At least she had an answer to her reaction while sober.

“I know you’re awake,” Maverick rumbled behind her as his hand slid down her thigh. He raised her thigh and pulled it over his from behind. His cock rubbed against her pussy and ended up coated with her arousal, which was building. She just wanted to feel him. To know he was real and what they’d shared last night was real.

“Are you on the pill?” Maverick whispered the question, and raised goose bumps on her skin at the thought of him coming inside her without anything between them.

“Yes,” she moaned, and reached between her legs to stroke the bulging head of his dick. “Come inside me.”

Maverick growled. “I’ve never come inside anyone before without a condom as a barrier. Until you, until last night, I’d never even been inside anyone bareback. I swear I’m clean, Emma. It’s been so long since I had sex, but I’m clean.”

“Then let me experience morning sex with you.”

“Jesus woman!”

Emma felt his dick jerk against her. So he liked words, huh?

She felt him wrap his hand around his shaft seconds before she felt the crown push inside her cunt. He spread her legs open more and slid the rest of the way inside, or at least, as far as he could in the position they were in.

But it felt good so good.

Maverick’s one arm cradled her against him while his other gripped her hip to keep her still, and then he started to move.

Her body felt ready to combust with the slow friction he caused against her quivering channel. Her body was ready to go over the edge, which Maverick knew. He kept slowing down every time he felt her walls tighten around him.

“No...”

“Hush.” Maverick kissed her on her shoulder as he pulled out. “I’m not finished with you yet.”

He flipped her onto her back and, when he kneeled between her legs he took each one and hitched them over his hips before he slid into her. Their eyes met and held while he let her adjust to his growing cock, because he was really big—long and thick.

“You drive me totally insane, you know that?”

Emma bit her lip at the husky words spoken by Maverick.

She had fallen so hard for the warrior above her that she didn’t know how to keep him with her. She remembered that he’d said he would look after Chloe and her. But what did he really mean by that? Was it Maverick trying to do the right thing? Or did she mean more to him than just a one-night stand? Well it was morning now, but still...

“Stop frowning.”

Emma’s eyes flashed to his. “Was I?”

“Yes,” he withdrew and slowly pushed back inside, “you were.”

Emma slid her hands up his toned abs and felt a shudder work it’s way through him when she rubbed and pinched his nipples. His gasp of pleasure made Emma bold, and when some images from last night flashed across her memory, she reached for her own nipples and rolled them between her fingers.

It felt so good that she decided to tease. She stretched her arms above her head and arched her back.

The colorful curse words that left Maverick’s mouth made her laugh. “You like that?”

“Fuck... You’re already tight, but when you stretched... I can’t describe...”

She did it again, which cut his words off in a strangled moan.

Maverick settled over her, his fingers entwined with hers and rested them at the side of her head. “You need to stop because I want to make it good for you before I come.” He thrust his hips and Emma’s toes curled with delight.

He stayed over Emma while his hips thrust back and forth in a slow, rotating motion, which caused the ultimate friction inside her.

This close to him, Emma saw how much restraint he used to make sure he pleasured her first. Every thrust of his swollen cock brought her closer and closer to the brink.

She wrapped her legs around the top of his thighs. So close to him, Emma placed kisses along his scar between moans before she sealed their mouths together.

Their mouths searched and found what they wanted while their eyes watched the other. And when Emma convulsed with her release, she let Maverick see everything she felt at that moment—she held nothing back.

He kept the pace steady and slow as Emma undulated under him, which had Maverick following Emma over into total bliss.

Her cunt rippled around him and milked more and more release from his thrusting cock. She had no idea that a guy could come like Maverick did. His hot release squirted inside her and made her feel so much more than she ever had before.

No one had ever come inside her, and the feel of Maverick as his dick jerked with release was unbelievably hot, and caused small tremors to run through her.

She’d never been so turned on or in tune with a guy before, and she hoped, while he shallowly thrust inside her, that he’d still be around tomorrow.

He dropped his head into the curve of her neck, and released her hands so that he could wrap them around her to roll them onto their side, all the while they stayed connected in the most intimate of ways that a man and woman could be.

“That was unbelievable. I’ve never come so fucking hard before. I didn’t think I could stop.” Maverick slipped from her and cuddled her real close.

She had a feeling that neither of them wanted the real world to intrude on their time together.

A
s he woke for the second time, Maverick stilled at the sound of someone breathing at the foot of the bed. He was spooned around Emma’s back with his arm around her waist to keep her with him. He wasn’t actually sure he’d ever be able to let her go. During the evening, and then their early morning love making in her bed, he’d realized that he was well and truly done for. She’d captured his heart and he didn’t want it back.

But who was in the room with them?

Maverick opened one eye slightly and then it popped wide when he caught sight of a little girl. Instinct took over and he grabbed for the sheet, but realized they were both already covered so, at least, their nakedness wasn’t on display.

Emma’s sister?

“Why are you holding my sister?” she asked, answering his unspoken question as her chin quivered with emotion.

For once, Maverick was lost for words. He’d never been questioned by a child before, and his heart sank to his toes when it hit him that Emma would probably do what her sister wanted to make her happy. He’d always been passed over, so why should he think it would be any different this time?

“Chloe?” Emma mumbled, trying to wake fully.

She clutched the sheet to her chest and tried to sit up, which meant he had to release her. He did, but reluctantly, and placed his hand on top of the sheet to keep his groin covered.

“Chloe, what’s wrong?”

Chloe ignored her sister and said nothing—she just stared at Maverick.

He felt Emma glance at him before she held her arms out to the child. “Come here, sis.”

Chloe didn’t need telling twice and ran into her sister’s embrace to be held tightly in the arms that Maverick wanted wrapped around him. He felt stupid being jealous of her sister, but he couldn’t help it.
They
were new and, although he’d already woken Emma up for morning sex, he hadn’t seen his morning starting like it had with Chloe’s surprised presence in the bedroom.

Unable to help himself, Maverick reached out and caressed Emma’s back. He felt his heart as it missed a beat when she leaned into his touch as though she encouraged it.

“Who’s that?” Chloe asked, breaking into the silence.

Emma pressed into his side, and instead of wrapping his arm around her shoulders like he wanted to, he kept his hand on her back until it came to a rest on her hip.

Emma glanced at him, and smiled before she turned her gaze back to her sister. “This is Maverick and he came to my rescue last night.” She turned back to hold his gaze. “We’ve been pretty inseparable since then.” Emma leaned forward and kissed him briefly on the cheek.

She turned back and cupped her sister’s face. “Please be nice to him for me, Chloe, okay? I trust him.” They stared at each other for what felt like a very long time before Chloe nodded her head. “Okay, Emma.” Chloe frowned. “But, why is he in your bed? You’ve never had a man in your bed before.”

Although Maverick felt good as he heard Chloe’s words, he had no idea how either of them were going to explain that away.

They didn’t have to in the end.

“Chloe, I told you not to wake your—”

A woman appeared in the doorway, and he wondered who would appear next.

“Um, Janie, this is Maverick. Maverick, Janie. She lives across the hall and loves mothering Chloe and me,” Emma offered as she introduced them.

Janie glanced between them, and asked, “Do you have another name to go along with Maverick?”

Maverick looked sheepish, when he answered Janie, “Jason.”

After a slight pause, Emma commented, “I like Jason.” She snuggled more into his side, but looked embarrassed and a lovely blush had started to coat her cheeks, which was when Maverick knew he had to take charge regardless of the fact that they were in Emma’s home and in her bed.

He cleared his throat, which brought all eyes to him. “Could you give Emma some privacy to get dressed and then we’ll join you in the living room?” He felt his face start to heat. He’d been caught in some situations in his past but nothing like he was now.

Was the older woman judging him because it was obvious that there was a large difference between their ages?

“So, you don’t want any privacy to get dressed?” Janie asked him with a grin on her face. It was clear that she wouldn’t mind watching.

Emma chuckled beside him, which caused a grin to spread across his face.

“Okay, c’mon Chloe. Let’s give your sister and Jason some privacy. They’ll come out and grab some breakfast when they’re ready.”

Chloe scuttled from her sister’s arms and ran out of the room. Janie followed but not before Maverick caught the wink that she threw at Emma before she closed them inside the bedroom.

“Lock the door.” Emma prodded him in the side with her finger.

If he was going to be on display then so was she. He kept hold of the sheet and jumped from the bed, but Emma didn’t bat an eye at being on full display for Maverick’s eyes when he whipped the sheet off her body and let it drop to the floor.

He caught his breath at the sight of her naked beauty. She was all rosy from their lovemaking, and as he stood gazing down at her his body throbbed to life and his cock swelled with need.

“The door,” she reminded him.

With an ache in his balls, he backed toward the bedroom door and quickly flipped the lock. His eyes roamed over Emma and his breath caught in the back of his throat when she spread her legs, letting him see how wet her cunt was. So wet—for him—only for him.

It wasn’t until she rolled on all fours and showed him her ass that he moved. In fact, he didn’t just move, he dived onto the bed, and his hand landed straight between her thighs to stroke her pussy.

She moaned and dropped her face into her pillow to smother the sounds of pleasure that came out of her mouth.

The more he stroked her, the harder his dick grew and throbbed. His arousal already tingled along his length, wetting the tip. His free hand wrapped around his shaft and he slowly caressed it.

Emma aroused him so much, that he found it difficult to control the urge to pin her to the bed and just fuck her. His dick jerked. Oh, he liked that image, but he also loved the sounds she made when he spanked her shapely ass.

He withdrew his hand from her wet pussy and spanked her. She groaned, long and loud into the pillow. He spanked her over and over again, not hard, just enough to feel a light ache on her cheeks. His fingers touched her pussy with every spank.

Emma clutched at the bedding beneath her as she writhed under his hand. Maverick had to stop while he caught his breath because his balls were so tight to his body that he felt like he’d explode in seconds.

The bulging crown of his cock was red, wet and swollen with need as it pulsed in his palm. It was almost painful with how hard he was.

As he watched, Emma slipped her hand beneath her and started to rub her clit before she splayed open her pussy lips to his eyes. Her cunt was pink, swollen, and so fucking wet that he felt his orgasm as it raced toward completion.

He knocked her hand away and pushed home. He couldn’t stop and he grabbed her hips before he pistoned back and forth inside her. He was completely lost in her. The feel of her wet, tight heat as it surrounded him, the sight of her arousal all over his dick as he pulled out, and the feel of her as she rippled around him when he buried himself balls deep.