Jude
Waking up to the dim light of the sun and the screaming of my bladder, I got up to take a piss. When I came back, Maverick was awake, watching Henley sleep. She looked so beautiful, snoring lightly with her red hair splayed out around her. She laid on her back, her lips slightly parted in her slumber.
“Can’t sleep?” Maverick teased, keeping his voice low.
I laid my knee on the back of Henley’s thigh, enjoying her warmth and softness. “Yeah right. Best sleep of my life. You?” I whispered back.
“Fucking perfect. She was…” His voice trailed off.
Neither of us could find the right words. Just thinking back on the night made my body stir and twitch under the sheet. I pressed myself to her ass, just for good measure. Her body was so perfect, I couldn’t imagine how she wasn’t already taken. The way she milked my cock for all it was worth had been maddening. I already wanted to have her again. I could still taste the sweetness of her nipples, and the tang of her lips and tongue against mine.
“I hoped she would say yes, but I honestly didn’t think she would after her hesitation,” Maverick said, once again analyzing everything.
“I’m just fucking glad she did,” I said. Since she hadn’t been sure at first, I appreciated her willingness to become ours. She wasn’t like our other women; she had a good head on her shoulders—a damned pretty one too. She wasn’t stupid and I knew I couldn’t trick her into anything, but I didn’t want to anyway. I wanted her willingly.
And she’d came willingly, over and over…
Maverick smirked and tucked some hair behind Henley’s ear. She didn’t even stir, which I took as a sign that she felt safe. I swelled with pride at the thought.
“I don’t know how we can keep this up,” Maverick said after a moment.
I frowned, gently gripping the flesh of Henley’s thigh. “What do you mean?”
He sighed and rolled onto his back, his shoulders tensed. I could always trust him to ruin a moment.
“I mean we have to tread carefully. Henley is smart. We have to treat her right so she’ll stick around.”
“I didn’t plan on mistreating her,” I replied.
I already knew I wanted to do more than just fuck and send her to sleep. I laid there watching her like a creep, but somehow, didn’t feel creepy. I wanted her to be right here between us every night, although deep down, I knew that was too much to ask.
“I know,” Maverick said. “But you know what I mean.”
I nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. We all had to be careful. We kept everything private, of course, but we had to be even more cautious this time around. Henley would want to be as secretive and private as possible.
In her slumber, Henley looked like a sweet little angel, but I now knew how wild she could get. I wanted to push her to her limits. To make her see her true potential.
All her wants and needs in the bedroom, and her knowledge in the boardroom—we were going to have it all.
“Can you believe the way she felt? Fuck, I hadn’t imagined it would be that good,” I said.
Maverick smiled. “Yeah. I can barely believe it.”
“We may be able to convince her to do a lot more,” I said.
Maverick nodded. “Yeah. And we should discuss a schedule. One that she can agree to.”
“You and your fucking schedules, man. Chill out.” I nearly rolled out of the bed at the thought of it, but a slight stir of Henley’s pulled me back in.
“I know. I know,” Maverick whispered. “I was just thinking of her initial hesitation. I don’t want her to think we’re taking up too much of her life away.”
I reluctantly nodded, knowing he had a point. There needed to be some sort of balance; Henley couldn’t over-extend herself just for our benefit. Sure, I wanted her at my beck-and-call, but that wouldn’t be realistic because I never planned to leave her in a state that would let her have energy for at least a day. I still hadn’t fucked her as raw or hard as I wanted. First thing we’d done was made sure she had birth control, because I hated condoms and wanted to feel her bare and raw.
“We won’t do that. Hell, we have jobs too. I don’t do much work, but same difference,” I said.
“Damn right we do. So what should we let her do?”
Usually Maverick made all the decisions and then told me, but not with Henley. She was ours to share and we would both be involved in everything that had to do with her.