Page 34 of Savage Reign

“Hold on, baby.” His hand moved down between us, and he fumbled with his boxer briefs. I looked down, my heart dropping when he pushed the fabric away, and his massive cock sprang free. Fuck.

I bit my lip, my hands moving on their own accord. He didn’t stop me when I grabbed him, stroking up and down the thick length. My thumb pressed against the tip, feeling some wetness there, and I licked my lips. I wanted to taste him.

He must have known what I was thinking because he shook his head and gently pulled my hand away.

“Not this time, baby. I don’t want our reunion to come in your mouth.”

“Reunion?” I asked, my lips twitching at the word. I rolled my eyes and—“Hey!”

I yelped and grabbed my breast after he slapped my nipple. I glared up at him.

He grinned wickedly. “Don’t look at me like that, baby. You’re just asking for a punishment at this point.”

“Punishment?” I repeated.

He pulled up one leg and smacked his hand down on the side of my ass. I gasped from the sting, trying to rub over the abused flesh, but he gathered my wrists in his hand and held them above my head. I pulled them, but I knew there was no breaking from his hold.

“Maverick,” I whined when he spanked me again. And the glint in his eyes told me he was enjoying this too.

“Fuck, but you have such a spankable little ass. I might need to make this a daily thing.”

I shook my head. “You are not spanking me every day.”

“Are you sure? It might keep you in line. Stop you from being a brat and doing something rash like leaving again.”

And though there was a playful note in his words, I knew from the look in his eyes that there were some strong emotions about my leaving.

“I won’t leave again,” I said, knowing the words were true.

His eyes darkened. “Good. Because you should know, there is nowhere on God’s green earth that you can go where I won’t find you. I will always find you.”

I nodded. I believed him. He would always find me.

“Take me, Maverick. Please.”

“Fuck me, baby.” His hand moved down and cupped me between my legs, massaging over the damp folds. “Are you ready for me?”

“So ready,” I moaned out, pushing my hips up to get more friction. “Please.”

“Spread your legs for me.”

I did as he asked, with no hesitation. He moved in between them. I watched as he grabbed his cock and slapped the tip over my pussy. My thigh muscles clenched from the sensation.

“Fuck, Maverick. Please stop teasing me.”

He cock-slapped my pussy three more times before moving the tip to my entrance. He kept his eyes on me when he drove in all the way, burying himself to the hilt. My eyes rolled to the back of my head from the sensation, and I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to me as if I were afraid he might disappear on me. As if this might be nothing more than a dream, and I would wake up any moment now and be alone in the motel room.

I didn’t know what I would do if that were the case.

His lips roamed over my face with whisper-light kisses, drawing me away from my dark thoughts. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. The sunlight fell on his body, creating a sort of halo around him, making him look more like a fallen angel than human. Sweat gathered in a fine sheen on his skin. He was warm and hard everywhere, and all mine.

“Mine,” I said softly.

He nodded in agreement, moving his hips slowly. “Yours.”

My lips fell open in a silent moan when I felt him pull out until just the tip of him remained inside of me, and then he pushed back in all the way once more.

A tingle started to pulsate through me from the sensation, and I clenched around him, causing a slow rumble to come out of him.

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