Page 60 of Connected By Stars
“Me either,” I laugh with him.
“So, um, I hope you don’t mind, but I think I’m going to head out. Sara wants to show me a few bars in town. This would be very awkward if we were actually on a real date, but since we’re just friends, it makes it a lot easier to tell you. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No, of course not. I’m really happy for you, Logan. You deserve someone special, and Sara could be the one you’ve been waiting for.”
He lets out a breath he’s been holding. “Thanks. I really hope so. I can’t explain it, but something about her makes me not want this night to end.”
“I understand completely.” I look at Maverick, and he’s talking to Sara. She’s probably telling him the same thing about Logan.
“He’s got it bad, you know.” I glance back at Logan, and he’s nodding toward Maverick. “He hasn’t taken his eyes off of you all night. You should have seen the look on his face when you walked down the aisle. You would have thought he was the groom seeing his bride for the first time. He may still be fighting it, but it’s only because his feelings are so strong that he’s terrified of what it will do to him if he loses you. Don’t let his fears be an excuse for him. Go after what you want and make him see you’re not going anywhere.”
‘Thank you,” I say, unable to get any more words out. I hug him before he walks back over to Sara, and they leave holding hands.
Sophia comes over, giggling with Frankie. “The bar here is closed, but we grabbed the last bottle of champagne to take with us. I think we’re going to walk the beach and check out a bar down the street. Do you want to come?”
“I think I’m going to head up to my room. I’m exhausted, and I’ve had more than enough to drink.” I laugh at the pout she gives me. “I love you, though, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“I love you too.” She hugs me before walking over to Maverick. I hear her ask him the same thing, and he laughs and shakes his head before hugging her and telling Frankie to keep an eye on her. Sophia giggles as Frankie gives her a piggyback ride out of the reception.
Maverick grabs his jacket and tie off the chair and walks over to me. I can tell he’s buzzing pretty good by the way he gives me a boyish grin. “And then there were two.”
“No bars tonight with Sophia and Frankie?”
“No,” he says, laughing. “I’ll let Frankie take this one.”
“Agreed,” I say, giggling. We walk to the elevators and wait for the door to open. We’re the only ones in the hall, and I’m finding it hard to breathe all of a sudden. I can feel his body heat next to me and can hear the steady rhythm of his breathing.
The doors open, and we step inside. He pushes the floor where we have the block of rooms. The doors shut, and I’m pressed up against the wall in a matter of seconds as his tongue dives into my mouth.
I fist my hands in his hair, and he groans and takes the kiss deeper. His hands find the slit of my dress as he palms my bare ass and presses me against his hardness. I moan against his lips as his mouth works its way down my neck, sucking and biting.
The door dings, and we break away as it opens. Panting hard, we look at each other as we arrive on our floor. I can tell he’s struggling with what to do, and I know we’ve both had a lot to drink, but I’ll be damned if I go back to an empty bed tonight.
“Maverick Alexander Lane, I know you’re getting into that head of yours, and I swear to God, if you don’t give me what I need tonight, I’m going to walk out of this elevator and find someone who will.”
His eyes widen before turning a dark, heated shade of green. He holds the door open with one hand and cages me in with the other.“You really think you can find someone who could give you what I can?”
“Show me what you can give me.” My eyes plead with him, and I don’t care at this point if I have to beg.
He picks me up over his shoulder, and I yelp as he carries me down the hall. His hand is resting on my bottom, and he gives it a squeeze. I moan against his back, and he softly laughs as he swipes his key to his room. He shuts the door with his footand walks me to the bed before sliding my body down his so I can touch the floor.
“All night, I’ve watched you in this dress.” He fingers the straps before trailing his fingers down the deep V in the front. His finger grazes the side of my breast, and my breath catches. I can feel my nipples harden at his touch. “Do you have any idea how bad I want you right now? I’m so fucking hard just by being in the same room as you. Are you sure you want this? There’s no going back once we cross this line.”
“I want this,” I breathe. “I want this with you.” I reach up and start to unbutton his shirt, needing to feel him. I run my hands over his chest and down his flat stomach. He sucks in a breath as I kiss his chest and run my tongue along his skin. He takes off this shirt the rest of the way and kisses me with such intensity that it takes my breath away. I’ve never felt this consumed before, this wanted. I press myself against him, wanting to ease this ache that is growing.
I feel his hands push the straps of my dress down as it pools at my feet, leaving me only in my black lacy thong. I hear him suck in a breath as his eyes roam my naked body. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he breathes before bending his head and taking my nipple into his mouth. He sucks hard, and I gasp at the sensation. “You like that baby?” He whispers against me.
“Yes,” I manage to get out as he does the same to the other one. The ache is unbearable as I try and rub against him. I reach out and undo his belt, desperately wanting to feel him. I undo his pants and zipper, and he steps back and takes them off along with his boxer briefs. My eyes go wide at the sight of him. I thought I remembered how big he was from seeing him naked at Noah’s, but it doesn’t come close to what I’m seeing now.
I start to get worried that this will hurt. “Will it fit?”
He laughs and steps closer to me. “Yes, it will fit. It’s going to be hard and fast tonight. I promise to explore and tasteevery inch of this perfect body when I don’t have so much alcohol in me and I haven’t been walking around hard for you for over a month. I don’t think I can last long with all this foreplay that’s been going on between us. I promise you’ll be screaming my name, though, before we’re done.”
He lowers my panties to the floor and kisses his way back up my thighs, nipping as he goes. He breathes in deeply when he gets to the wetness between my legs. I feel his warm breath on me and moan as he swipes me with his tongue. “So fucking good,” he breathes before coming back up to kiss me. I taste myself on him and moan again as he sucks on my bottom lip and releases me.
He throws back the covers and picks me up, laying me on the bed. I reach out to touch him, and he stops me. “Later, baby, I need to be in you now, and I don’t want to cum in your hand.” He slides his fingers through my folds and moans. “You’re so wet for me.” I rub myself against his hand.
“Please,” I beg. “I need you.”
