His tongue swirled around my nipple before taking a firm grasp.
I arched my back again, wanting more of everything he had to give me.
He gave it all.
I enjoyed it all.
I came two more times.
What more could a woman ask for in life?
Maverick tookhis turn in the shower.
I had to keep him away from me when I went to the shower.
As much as I wanted some water fun, I didn’t have time.
I actually kind of needed Maverick to hurry the heck up, shower and leave my apartment.
Because if-
Knock.
Knock…
Knock!
I looked at my apartment door and my heart sank.
Maverick was still in the shower.
And now my father was here.
At least I was dressed.
Fully dressed too.
I hadn’t washed my hair in the shower, so at least I looked put together and dry.
Even still, this felt weird.
I swallowed hard, walked to my door and opened it.
My father stood there like the giant he had always been.
A scowl and frown on his face.
“I know,” I said.
“You don’t know.”
“Believe me, I do know,” I said. “You can yell all you want.”
“I’m not here to yell,” my father said.
“Then you’re here for coffee? To say congrats to me?”
“Madison…”