Chapter 110 Let me love you III
Maverick didn’t stop, even after she’d shattered the first time.
He kept devouring her,his tongue plunged deep, lapping and swallowing every fresh rush of sweetness that spilled from her trembling body.
Heaven barely had time to recover from the blinding ecstasy before he dragged her toward another peak.
It was only the beginning.
He withdrew his tongue slowly, deliberately, then grazed his teeth over her swollen clit just enough pressure to make her jolt.
A low, wicked growl rumbled from his chest as he slid two thick fingers inside her soaked heat, pumping in and out with precise strokes while his mouth returned to her clit, sucking hard, tugging gently, flicking relentlessly.
He curled his fingers, finding that perfect spot deep inside her, stroking it over and over until sparks exploded behind her eyes.
Heaven cried out, hips grinding shamelessly against his face, chasing the pleasure he refused to let her escape.
His free hand roamed upward, cupping her breast before pinching her nipple sharply, rolling it between his fingers, flicking it in time with the thrusts of his hand. The dual assault overwhelmed her his mouth on her clit, his fingers driving deep, her nipple twisted just right.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but feel the devastating pressure building low in her abdomen, hotter and heavier than before.
“M..av… oh fuck…” Her legs trembled uncontrollably. Her back arched off the table, offering herself completely to him.
Maverick added a third finger, stretching her deliciously as her walls clenched hard around him.
The pressure snapped.
She exploded harder than the first time. Stars burst across her vision, her toes curled tight, her entire body seized as warm liquid gushed from her, soaking his fingers, his mouth, his chin. She squirted in long, helpless pulses, crying out his name as wave after wave crashed through her.
Only when the last shudder rippled through her did Maverick finally ease off. He rose slowly between her shaking thighs, face glistening with her release, eyes pitch-black with raw, barely-leashed hunger.
He licked his lips “Fuck… you taste like cake,” he rasped his voice thick and reverent. “I could eat this sweet pussy all day.”
Heaven’s walls fluttered visibly at his words, another trickle of arousal slipped out from her.
He watched it happen, lips curving in dark satisfaction.
With impatient fingers, he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall open, revealing the hard, sculpted planes of his chest muscles flexing with every breath.
Heaven’s ragged inhale filled the air as her gaze dropped lower, fixing on the thick bulge straining against his trousers.
“Your turn to feel me,” he said, voice low and dangerous. He freed himself slowly, his cock thick, heavy, beautifully curved, the tip already glistening with precum, pulsing with the desperate need to be buried inside her.
He wrapped his hand around it, stroking once, twice, eyes never leaving hers.
“I’m going to fuck you slow and deep until your body registers it belongs to me.”
Heaven moaned at the sight, her pussy clenched again, fresh wetness dripping onto the table beneath her.
He stepped between her spread thighs, dragging the broad head of his cock through her sensitive, soaked folds, coating himself in her slick heat, teasing her entrance until she whimpered.
“Tell me you want it,” he demanded, eyes locked fiercely on hers. “Tell me you want me inside you.”
Heaven’s answer came out breathless, raw with need. “I want you inside me… fuck me senseless.”
“Fuck,” Maverick cursed, the filthy plea from his innocent Heaven undid him completely.
He thrust in with one smooth, powerful stroke burying himself to the hilt in her tight, welcoming heat.
They both groaned, the sound raw and reverent, echoing into the starlit night.
He stilled for a heartbeat, savoring the perfect clutch of her pussy around his cock something he had craved for years his forehead pressed to hers as their ragged breaths mingled.
Then he began to move in slow, deep, strokes that dragged over every sensitive inch inside her, claiming her completely, marking her as his in the most primal way possible.
“Mine,” he growled against her lips, as he pace built, his hips snapped harder.
“This body. This heart. Every moan you make tonight it’s all mine. Tell me, baby. Say it to me.”
Heaven’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper as pleasure coiled tight and hot in her core.
“Yes,” she gasped, surrendering at last. “I’m all yours.”
Her nails raked down his back, meeting every thrust with desperate, greedy rolls of her hips.
“Promise you won’t leave me ever…” he demanded between thrusts.
“I-I won’t,” Heaven panted.
Maverick slid out of her suddenly, his cock slick with her juices. He ripped the remnants of her dress from her body in one impatient tug.
He pulled her off the table; she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms looping over his neck. Her pussy hovered above his cock he guided himself back inside and began bouncing her on it while they stood.
Heaven felt him hit her womb; she felt him reach places she never knew could be reached. She held onto him for dear life. He pounded in and out of her until the pressure built again she cried out for the third time, shivering uncontrollably as she whimpered, her release flooding down his shaft.
Still buried inside her, he walked them back toward the estate, her body impaled on his cock with every step, her arms and legs clinging to him.
He wasn’t done with her.
He had been starved for years and tonight, he intended to feast until dawn.
As Heaven basked in Mavericks love on the island. Ivory City erupted in chaos.
Traffic came to a standstill. Cars idled forgotten as people poured onto sidewalks, balconies, and rooftops necks craned upward, phones lifted, voices colliding in stunned disbelief.
Everyone, asking the same question.
Who is Vera Johnson?
The woman, special enough to have a confession written across the sky.