He walked in and went straight to the living room, where he sat on the soft couch.He is so sexy, even just sitting there doing absolutely nothing.She walked over and sat beside him. As her butt reached the cushion, she wished she had sat a bit closer, but there was no way to move closer now without making it too obvious that she wanted him.
He reached forward and grabbed the remote. As he flipped through the channels, she watched him. His face, his eyes, his jawline, all of it drove her crazier and crazier the longer she stared. She could feel her insides heating even more than they had outside by the dumpster, and her pulse started to race between her legs.
She knew she couldn’t act on impulse with him, but her desire needed to be taken care of somehow and quickly before she did something stupid. “I think I will head to bed. I’m exhausted,” she lied as she rose from the couch.
She hurried down the hall as fast as her feet would carry her to her bedroom.Could he sense her anxiousness?At that moment, she didn’t care. She got to her room and shut the door behind her. The shower sounded like it would be a good place to take care of her thudding heartbeat.
As she reached for the bathroom door handle, the thoughts of him swept through her mind. Excitement rose inside her, sending goosebumps across her body. She was going to imagine everything she wanted him to do to her but that she couldn’t act on.
Pilar started to slowly undress in front of the bathroom mirror. She acted as if Maverick was in the bathroom with her. She imagined that his eyes never left her body as she playfully undid the buttons on the shirt he had lent her.
Once the top two buttons were undone, she slid the shirt down her shoulders and let it slide down her hips and fall to the floor, revealing her naked body to him again. She imagined the look he had given her outside when he had seen her there by the dumpster.
She tried to remember the thrill it sent through her body when she had met his gaze. The shock that it had sent up her spine returned as she reached around the curtain and turned on the shower. She imagined him there, sitting on the side of the tub like he waited for her to turn the water on so he could get in with her. She reached around him as she lifted her leg and climbed under the hot water.
The water nearly burned her skin, which meant it was just the right temperature to get the job done. She watched as he climbed into the shower behind her and then stood directly in front of her, fully naked. Something she had only wished to see.Probably not doing him justice.
He grabbed her hips and brought her against him, her body coming out of the boiling water. He kissed her wet lips as water poured down both of their faces. The passion grew intensely as the water heated the room. She felt her hand slide down her wet naked body and imagined grabbing his as she led it where it needed to go.
Once she had found the perfect spot, she let his hand go, waiting to see what he could do on his own before she interfered. Letting him please her the way he wanted. She closed her eyes, and her head fell sideways onto the wall of the shower at the pleasure she imagined. She moaned in his ear as she glanced down at his magical fingers.
They hit the correct keys with every circle he made like he had trained for this his whole life. His fingers never grew tired. Her head bobbed back and forth as she started to feel that final
pleasure building inside of her until it exploded more intensely than she had ever remembered.
She moaned so loud, forgetting that he wasn’t really in there with her, and hoped she hadn’t just given away to him what she had just done.
Man, that was some imagination. Hopefully, that was how it really would be one day soon.She opened her eyes and turned for the water to run over her face. She let it pour down the front of her, where she had imagined his hands had been. She wished that everything had been real.
She decided that she needed to catch her breath and sat in the shower as the water continued to run down her face. She wiped her eyes and just sat, satisfied with herself. She was satisfied that she had taken care of her need for him on her own.
After twenty minutes of complete numbness, she finally got feeling back into her legs, so she stood and shut the water off. She reached around for her soft fluffy towel and dried off.Would he enjoy watching this?
She put lotion on her skin and wrapped the towel around her. As she walked to the closet, she tried to forget how she felt when he had his hand on her tail … still not certain how to approach this situation since he was her mate and a client.
She grabbed some clothes, threw them on, and climbed into bed. The thought of his eyes as they gazed into hers floated in her mind as she drifted off to a well-deserved sleep.
CHAPTERSIX
MAVERICK
When the morning light began to creep through the blinds of Maverick’s bedroom window, he groaned and tried to push it away. It was one of the worst feelings in the world … he hadn’t had enough sleep, so he didn’t want to get up, but at the same time, trying to sleep had tortured him so much that he couldn’t stay in bed.
His body was hard and not just from all the knots he’d worked up tossing and turning. Every possible peaceful moment had been stolen from him last night because he couldn’t get Pilar’s naked body out of his mind. He felt like his cock had grown overnight, and now it was so hard that it was taking up too much space.
He closed his eyes and tried to relax, willing his erection to go down. It was no good. He kept seeing Pilar’s perfect, gold-dusted skin, her full, round breasts bouncing as she walked, and the succulent nest of her pussy.
She hadn’t tried to cover herself, hadn’t acted with shame or modesty. She’d just stood there and let him look.
It was the sexiest thing he had ever fucking seen.
After a few minutes, he was able to get out of bed, but his cock was still taking up far too much of his attention. When he heard Pilar in the kitchen, he got dressed quickly and headed out there, hoping he could distract himself from his thoughts by interacting with her.
When he sat at the table and saw her bouncing around the room in tight pants and a skimpy tank top, Maverick looked away, but it didn’t help. She was behind his eyelids, now. A golden-skinned goddess with perfect breasts begging to be squeezed and a pussy so delicious, his mouth watered just thinking about it.
“… do you like it hot?” Pilar’s voice filtered through his relentless pornographic thoughts.
“And wet,” he replied automatically. He was immediately mortified, but Pilar just laughed as she set a cup of coffee down in front of him.