When he gripped the headboard and settled his knees on either side of Pilar’s face, she moaned with need, a sound that was muffled as he thrust his hips forward and shoved his cock down her throat. The sound echoed into her chest, and she yanked on the restraints. Maverick realized that if her hands were free, she would have wound her arms around his thighs to devour him even more thoroughly.
He liked the feeling of her pinned beneath him, completely helpless. She was such a powerful, intimidating woman. There was violence lurking in her heart, a ferocious lioness in her soul.
And she let me tie her up. She let herself be bound…gave up all her strength and power…for me!
His cock got even harder at the thought, and his hands gripped the headboard even harder as he began to thrust with his hips. With every stroke, he heard the plaintive cries rising in her throat that were quickly smothered by his cock. He knew she was crying out in pleasure, not pain.
Her vulnerability was not lost on him, not in the slightest. She could not defend herself … without killing him … if things got out of hand. She trusted him to take care of her and not trigger her animal instincts, even as he let his deepest urges run loose.
Maybe … she’s so used to being hurt that she just assumes that she always will be, and she’s willing to risk getting hurt … for me.
Maverick felt desire run through him, even more powerfully than before. He looked down at Pilar, seeing her face twisted with pleasure as she greedily devoured his cock. The lust and deeper appreciation he had for her welled inside him, and he pulled back, slipping out of her mouth and gently running his hands over her body as he settled between her thighs again.
Pilar blinked her eyes open, watching him. Her face was relaxed, dreamy even. He smiled, glad he was succeeding in giving her pleasure.
He had never wished to be more than what he was. The talents he’d been born with had always been enough for him. But at this moment, just for one brief moment, he wished he could be more.
Maverick wished for bulging muscles, deep lungs, and a strong heart. The kind of body that could throw itself against Pilar’s and not break. The moment of longing was so intense and fierce that it almost distracted him from his raging lust.
He dug his fingers into her thighs, grounding himself. Then he bent down and touched his lips to her clit, opening her pussy with his tongue so he could wrap his mouth around the engorged nub and begin to suck. Pilar cried out, the end of the yell becoming a scream.
The howl spiraled out of her throat with so much force that it actually sounded like a cat singing in the middle of a fight. Maverick moaned in satisfaction as he felt her coming again and lapped lower and deeper to taste her sweet juice as the orgasm pulsed through her.
He didn’t stop even as the throbbing died down. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and ate her even deeper until she was coming again, thrashing against him, pulling on the restraints, and crying out over and over.
When she was trembling, breathless, and senseless, Maverick let go, watching as she tried to recover. She was murmuring, her eyes closed as her head rolled back and forth. Maverick’s cock was harder and thicker than it had ever been, throbbing painfully as he knelt between her legs and let his eyes devour her.
When he ran his hands over her, Pilar jumped, yanking on the restraints as she did so. Maverick watched her beautiful face as he slid into her pussy, hot, wet, and throbbing. He gasped as he pierced her, feeling his cock pushing against her soft folds.
Her beautiful eyes snapped open as he thrust into her as hard as he could. He reached up and cupped her cheek, kissing her softly. She moaned as her body responded, gripping his cock, and twisting her body into another orgasm.
Maverick held on to her shoulders, blinking hard as he fought to maintain control. Pilar was well beyond that. He could see the restraints beginning to fray as she threw her weight against them and knew he had to take his release now while he still had the chance.
He gripped her shoulders and thrust into her as hard as he could. At first, he watched her face, loving the expressions that rippled across her features and the light in her eyes as his body touched the deepest, most intimate parts of hers.
When her eyes fluttered closed, and she began to moan in a long, drawn-out wail, he threw his head back, his eyes closed. Maverick’s fingers dug into her shoulders, and the rest of his body was beyond his control, but he didn’t care anymore.
His cock throbbed so hard that it hurt. Pilar’s pussy answered the pounding of his body with spasms of its own. Maverick heard a terrific roar issuing from his own throat as the orgasm ripped through him, a streaking wave of pleasure that exploded from his cock, rocketed up his spine, and smashed into his brain, sending sparks of pleasure running through every cell.
He collapsed against Pilar, gasping for breath. He couldn’t move. He could barely even see. Somewhere inside his mind, the doctor part of him was amazed. A climax that powerful had to have affected his entire nervous system, and before this, he hadn’t known that was even possible.
After a few seconds, Maverick’s breathing began to settle, and he felt Pilar’s chest rising and falling against his cheek. He sat up and quickly removed her restraints, falling beside her once her hands and feet were free.
She turned to him, curling against his body. She made quiet, happy sounds as her fingers traced gentle lines on his chest. With her eyes closed and her body so relaxed and peaceful, she looked completely defenseless, naked, and bare.
Maverick wrapped his arms around her, stroking her hair. No one had ever taken care of this beautiful woman or nurtured her soft side. She had always been alone … always had to be strong.
Not anymore.
Maverick was going to love and protect her every day for the rest of his life. He was going to take care of her, whether she liked it or not.
He brushed a strand of gold, silken hair from her forehead and kissed her gently before wrapping her in his arms. He hadn’t set out to find heaven, but he’d unwittingly stumbled into it. Now, he would do anything to keep it.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
PILAR
Maverick’s smell was all around her. It was like swimming in him, being completely immersed in him. Pilar stretched out, feeling the incredibly soft, crisp sheets against her skin. The satisfying crinkle of the sheets added to the thrills of pleasure chasing across her skin.