Page 46 of Affliction
Keeping my fingers inside her pussy for a moment, I allow her to catch her breath and ensure nothing escapes her when she stands. Once she’s relaxed I remove my fingers and pull my jeans and boxers back on then pad over to the bar to retrieve her jeans, panties and shoes. I pluck her underwear that’s rolled up inside her pants and stuff them into my pocket.
I’ll have to make sure she has plenty. She’s not getting these back.
After guiding her feet back into her jeans, I help her pull them back up around her waist. I pull her to a sitting position then grab a chair that sits to the side of the pool table and drop down onto it. Grabbing her ankles, I slide her shoes back on each foot and tie them for her. She stares down at me, watching every move.
“I can do that myself, you know. You don’t have to-” She starts.
“I know I don’t, but I want to. So, just let me.” I reply in a soft tone and offer her a smile. She remains quiet as I stand and grab her shirt off of the pool table and hand it to her. She takes it and I turn to walk behind the barto gather her purse and jacket. Her eyes track my every motion until I’m at a stop in front of her again. I hand her the jacket and she slides it up over her arms and I zip it for her. I can hear the rain still beating down on the roof so I pull the hood up over her head as well.
“Find your keys and we’ll get out of here. People will be here soon to clean up the mess.” I gesture to the area behind me that is still covered in broken glass and blood. She reaches into her purse and produces the keys, then hands them to me. Taking them, I offer her my free hand and help her off the table.
I wrap my arms around her waist and guide her to the door, holding it open for her. We step outside and I put the key into the lock the lock the door just as a car pulls into the parking lot. Parker’s eyes follow the car to where it stops and she looks up at me.
“Who’s that?” She asks.
“Cleaners.” I respond, pulling the key from the door and turn to walk to my truck. I nod at the pair of men who step out of the vehicle as we pass by–a couple more guards under my employ. We get to my truck and I help Parker climb inside then shut her door, round the hood then slide into the driver's seat. I fire up the engine and turn up the heat.
“Let’s get you home and in a hot bath.” I tell her and she offers me a grateful smile then leans her head on the window. We exit the parking lot and I drive in the direction of her house.
We ride in silence for a few minutes before I glance over to the passenger seat and see Parker has dozed off. Her lips are parted and her breathing is even. As I pull into her driveway, I have only one thought on my mind.
There is no way I’m leaving her tonight.
Chapter twenty-five
I wake to thesound of Maverick closing his door to the truck, then watch through sleepy eyes as he comes to my side and opens the door. He undoes my seat belt, then effortlessly pulls me off the seat and into his arms. With steady steps, he carries me up onto the porch and with one hand, uses my keys to unlock the door. Once inside he kicks off his boots then carries me down to my bedroom where he softly places me on the bed, then disappears into the bathroom and I hear the sound of the bathtub filling.
He returns and makes it to the edge of the bed in a few strides.
“How does a bath sound?” He asks.
“Sounds incredible.”
He gets down on one knee to grab my ankles, one by one and removes my shoes, then pulls me to a stand to help me undress. My limbs feel like jello and I’m pretty sure I’m still in a state of euphoria. Images flash in my mind of his lips crashing into mine, his punishing grip on my thighs, and his long, thick cock sliding into me. My pussy is still sore from him fucking me so ruthlessly, and I’m pretty sure I have a small bruise on my lower back from the way he had me on the pool table. But the pain is delicious.
He slips his arm around my waist and guides me into the bathroom, where he holds my hand to help me step into the large bathtub. The water is the perfect temperature and I slowly sit down, hissing when the water reaches between my legs. When I’m fully seated, Maverick begins to undress himself, and I shamelessly watch as he lowers his jeans. He hooks his thumbs into his boxers to push them down, and his semi-hard dick springs free and my eyes widen. He’s long and thick–but not so thick I couldn’t get my hand around him–and veiny.
No wonder I’m still sore.
My eyes trail up his body to take in the details of his tattoos.He is covered.Intricate patterns start at the tops of his knees and wrap like vines around his legs. They continue up to his torso, shoulders, and arms down to his knuckles. He turns to place something on the counter and his back is covered in a beautiful heaven and hell scene, where people are trying to climb out of a pit of fire, and demons drag them back down into perdition. I have never seen anything like it. He turns back around and smirks.
“Caught gawking again, Raven. Careful, I might start thinking you like me or something.” A deep chuckle rumbles in his chest.
Slightly embarrassed I was caught ogling hismagnificentnaked form, I clear my throat.
“Like you?” I tease. “That’s a bit of a strong word, don't you think?” A devilish grin pulls at his lips and he leans down and brushes his nose against mine.
“And yet, I’m standing naked in your bathroom after fucking that divine pussy.” The depth of his voice sends electric shocks throughout my body, and I choke on what to say next. His eyes meet mine and he smiles before climbing in the tub behind me.
The scent of eucalyptus lingers in the air and the warmth of the bath water envelops us. I close my eyes and roll my neck when warm fingertipsgently caress the back of my neck and large, thick fingers then weave through my hair and give it a rough tug back. Leaning back into his broad chest, I let out a contented sigh. With his hand massaging through my hair, Maverick speaks.
“So, what do you know about Alex?”
“Nothing. He had been to the bar a few times before tonight. One night, he was piss drunk and started hitting on me. But the problem was he wouldn’t stop. I warned him to cool it or he’d have to leave. He got angry and started getting handsy, so I tossed him. I thought that was it, but when I left that night he was waiting on the side of the building; when he saw me, he rushed me. I was able to fight him off and he hadn’t been back until tonight.” I explain, feeling his body stiffen behind me and his hand stops rubbing circles on my scalp.
“Fucker’s lucky I didn’t just kill him.” Maverick says softly. I tip my head up to look into his eyes and see they’re full of rage.
“That would have been a bit drastic, don’t you think?” I question. “I mean I’m not a fan of being groped or hit on at all, but killing him?” I’m not bothered by what I witnessed him and Cole do to Alex tonight. In fact, I’m surprised that was all he got. I could see the fury rolling off of Maverick in waves–he was restraining himself. He sits up straighter in the tub and turns me to face him, water splashes over the side with the movement.
