Page 51 of Ruse
“I meant to confide in me, to tell me what’s going through your pretty little head.”
“How am I supposed to trust a word you say?”
I lean forward, resting my lips against her forehead. “I’m not him. I’m not your father.”
“Then show me you're not like him, Maverick. Show me I can trust you,” she murmurs, giving me the most seductive look. The shocking part is she isn’t even trying to. That’s just who Phoenix is. Naturally alluring and hands down the sexiest woman I’ve ever come across. I can’t contain myself anymore and crash my mouth onto hers, taking her in for a passionate, mind-numbing kiss. Her lips, so hot and sweet, her tongue eagerly moving perfectly in sync with mine, like a race to see who can go deeper, harder, faster. I bring my hands to her head cupping her face between my palms, and slowly trail them down her body, admiring every inch of perfection they caress, until I reach her ass, griping one cheek in each of my palms.
She groans, driving me crazy and I hoist her up, her legs instantly wrapping around my waist holding on for dear life.
“Maverick,” she moans breathless, our mouths coming apart for just a fraction of a second. Her hands twist in my hair while mine stay on her ass, holding her against me, grinding her up and down my hard shaft. She’s hot, so fucking hot. “I need more,” she pleads. “Show me more.”
“All in good time, baby.” I whisper into her neck, sinking my teeth into her sensitive flesh. God, she smells incredible, and tastes even better. Her usual fruity perfume mixed with the saltiness of her skin from the saltwater pool. “Now Maverick, I need more of you.” She kisses me hard and needy, her mouth trailing kisses down my neck, every slick of her tongue scalding hot.
Unable to contain myself, I take her mouth again, and walk us back to the bed, throwing her down rather harshly. Once against the mattress she arches her back, giving me a better look at her incredible figure. Immediately her legs fall open, ready for me to settle between them.
“Maverick.”
The sound of my name leaving her luscious lips is too much and I’m almost prematurely ejaculating in my jeans like a fucking preteen going through puberty for the first time. Unbuckling my jeans, I tug them down, kicking them off and standing in nothing but my boxers, my erect dick making a tent in them. Her gaze lands on my building cock, and I’m so eager to have her lips and sweet little cunt wrapped around it.
“I’m the one that’s supposed to show you how a woman should be treated. Let me.” Phoenix stares up at me with the most lust filled eyes I’ve ever seen, and nods barely noticeable. “Are you sure you want this?” I ask again, not willing to take advantage of her and have her later throw it in my face out of spite or regret.
She sits up glaring at me - her aroused gaze now cloaked with rage. “Can’t you just give me what I want and stop acting so damn chivalrous? You’re the one that keeps reminding me“we are going to happen”. I said yes Maverick, that’s all the consent you need.” I stand still in front of her, my gaze dropping to my feet. Fuck she’s got a mouth on her, and her sassy little attitude is making me want to fuck the hell out of it. My eyes find hers again and her expression softens. “I want this, Maverick. I need this.”
Slowly I strut toward her, kneeling on the edge of my bed. The black silk sheets are a stark contrast to her sun-kissed flesh, even in the dim light casting shadows around her she gleams. As she watches me stalk toward her on my hands and knees, she swallows hard, sliding all the way back until her back is pressed up against the headboard.
I bring my lips to hers, breathing against her perfect mouth. “Baby, I’ll fuck you till you can’t even remember your own name. But first,” I mutter, yanking her legs down, her head flailing against the pillow, and covering her body with mine, “I need to taste you, all of you.”
“Yes,” she groans, arching her back and giving me better access.
ChapterSeventeen
PHOENIX
“You’re so fucking perfect, Phoenix.”
“Mav,” I whimper, unable to say anything else, nearly dying of embarrassment as I lay practically naked before him. Maverick Carter, my hateful, sexy as sin stepbrother, is kneeled between my legs telling me how beautiful I am as he takes a deep inhale lowering his nose to my pussy. Fuck me, I’m so turned on its unbearable and frankly painful.
I could die and go to heaven right here, right now. The sight of him smiling above me, shirtless as I lay beneath him in nothing but my cheeky bikini bottom, is too much. I feel like I’m going to combust spontaneously, or at least prematurely orgasm.How did I end up in this predicament?
Oh yeah, my mouth wouldn’t stop babbling and my brain was firing off alcohol induced thoughts verbalizing them into incoherent phrases. The way he kissed me was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. He kissed my chin, my neck, my chest, moving around and licking his way around, gripping my ass in his hands and digging his fingers into my flesh making me so wet and needy for him to shove something else inside of me. The thick, hard bulge in between his legs stealing my breath away.
His hand reaches behind me, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed while lowering his mouth to my breasts and perky nipples.
Cobalt eyes turn dark as he stares at my taut, hardened peaks. “Fuck Nyx, these are just fucking perfect.” Mav’s frenzied mouth comes down over my nipple, his free hand kneading my other while rolling the tip between his fingers and tugging. I'm writing beneath him, the sensation almost surreal. I can come right here and now from only the feel of his tongue licking and his mouth sucking.
His wet tongue flicks and sucks expertly. “Aaah Maverick,” I gasp. It feels so good.
Chad had never made me feel this way in the two years we were together, on and off. Maverick has barely even touched me, and I’m already a pile of exposed nerves firing off like hellfire. His tongue finds my other nipple and does the same wondrous tease over and over. Rough fingers trail down my stomach and find my waist, slipping under the fabric of my bottoms until he reaches my incredibly needy and slick pussy.
“Fuck baby, you're so wet,” he grunts as his hands slide back and forth through my arousal. “You feel so good, so greedy and ready babe.”
I can feel my pussy already pulsating, begging for something to strangle. “Maverick, please, don’t make me beg.” I never beg, but I’m not against starting now.
He chuckles, the fucking bastard chuckles but God he looks so beautiful when he’s not sulking or scowling at me. Panty melting, heart stopping smile, that’s the perfect way to describe it. “Slowly baby, all in good time. I’m nowhere near done with you.” He moves his fingers back and forth, inserting one at a time, stretching me, and preparing me for his thick, monster cock outlined in his jeans.
“Aaahh,” I cry out in pleasure. He’s three fingers deep in me and I can feel him spreading me.
“Such a sweet sound, baby. God, you’re so tight, I can already feel you pulsing and tightening around my fingers.” He continues to move in and out of me, his fingers curving to hit that fictitious spot in my core, as he teases my nipple with his other hand.
