Page 57 of Never Started
The air between us ignites, and the sparks fly like fireworks.
I don't intervene like my mind is screaming at me to do. Instead, I just enjoy. Every. Fucking. Second.
This persistent asshole may be slightly annoying, but damn, he can kiss. And damn does his body feel nice under my palms, hard and sculpted from years of blue-collar life.
I want more. He already pushed my boundaries, maybe he can force me to feel…more.
My thoughts fade to nothing, and all that exists is us in this very moment, every one of my senses craving more.
More, more, more.
When I moan into his mouth, all but fucking begging, Maverick expertly pulls my bottom lip into his mouth and releases it with a popping sound that snaps me back to reality.
My eyes shoot open to meet his, and I know he can see exactly what I want.
Breaking eye contact, he leans over and whispers in my ear, "I'll fuck you, but only if you're sure you're ready."
I snort out a laugh. "What? Ready for what, exactly?"
"To never want another man. After I have my way with you…" He bites down on his bottom lip as he looks me over. My heart sinks. It's the same thing Jett would do while undressing me with his eyes. "You won't want anyone else."
I gulp audibly.
Good luck with that, buddy,I think to myself, kicking my ass thatwanting moreeven crossed my fucking mind.
I really am a stupid bitch sometimes.
So I square my shoulders, saying, "We shall see about that. Like I said earlier, you don't know me at all. You've just proved that to be factual."
Without another word, I walk away, leaving him standing there.
Reaching my car, I begin to pull the door open. I feel a hand snake around my waist, turning me in place.
Maverick towers over me, eyes hot on me. His face is serious, lacking all traces of humor it previously held. I can see the lust burning hot in his eyes. It’s fucking contagious.
He reaches a hand behind me and shuts my car door just as he reaches down and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I shout through the uncontrollable laughter that bellows out of me.
"I'm not letting you go so easily this time."
I should be terrified.I'm not. I don't know this fucking guy. He could be a serial killer, for all I'm aware.
Gosh, I'm more fucked in the head than I thought.
Moremight be up in the air, but the truth is, I wantthis.I’m up for the challenge that he’s laying out there.
He’s officially met his match, and doesn’t even know it yet.Poor thing.
He has no idea that if fucking without feelings were a sport, I’d win. Hell, I’d hold an Olympic gold medal. So, if he believes for a second that he can fuck his way into my heart, he has another thing coming.
This will be just like all of the other one-night stands I’ve had, and I’m okay with that. I have to be okay with that. I have totry.
Chapter twenty-six
Maverick
August 2022
