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Maverick

Parker’s doe eyes snap up to mine and she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth. With my free hand, I reach down and caress her jaw. She leans into my touch and her eyes close briefly.

“Hands behind your back, Raven.”

Her eyes flash open and her body stiffens, it’s barely noticeable but I catch it. Still caressing her cheek, I release her hands from my grip and she slowly moves them behind her back. She reacted the same way that day out by the river. Being restrained seems to make her nervous and I want to know why. But regardless of the reason, she trusts me enough to let me. She sits up straighter and shifts on her knees as I walk behind her, picking up my discarded belt on the way. Leaning down, I push some hair off of herneck and bite the top of her shoulder. She whimpers and cranes her head to the side, allowing me better access. I release her shoulder and brush my nose up her neck, stopping at her ear.

“That’s my girl.” I groan and feel her body shudder against me. Reaching up, I brush my hand down the crook of her neck and trail it down her arms until I reach her wrists. Her hands are clasped together, fingers laced. With my other hand, I begin wrapping the belt around her wrists. Finishing my task, I give it a tug and she lets out a stifled moan.

This woman is everything I need.

Stepping back around her, I watch as her body shivers, the way her breathing picks up and how her thighs clench together in anticipation. I wasn’t expecting her to drop to her knees at my feet. But now that she’s tied in this position, I’m going to make the most of it. I’ve been wanting to see her like this since that day in the mountains. Stretching out my arm, I cup her chin again with my right hand.

“I want to taste you.” She says in a sultry tone, her brown eyes glitter with excitement. A low growl reverberates through my chest and my jaw clenches.

“Fuuuuccck, Raven. Say it again.”

“Please, Maverick. Let me taste you.” She bites the corner of her bottom lip and her thighs squeeze together again, trying to find the friction she needs. Dropping to a squat, I place my hands on her knees and force them apart. She hisses in a breath and her head falls back, trying to muffle a moan. Gripping the back of her neck, I force her to look at me again.

“From now on, I will be the only one to make you come. So, you keep these legs apart, and be patient.” Planting a kiss on her cheek, I stand up straight again and begin undoing my jeans the rest of the way. Pushing them down my thighs, I watch as her eyes widen as my cock springs free from my boxers.

Dammit, I love the way she watches me.

Reaching behind me, I tug off my shirt over my head then grab the base of my dick. Stepping closer to her, I pump it a few times then use my free hand to grab the back of Parker’s head. She looks up at me from her knees, and licks her lips before parting them for me. Her tongue darts out of her mouth and touches the underside of my swollen head. She licks the precum off the tip, then wraps her lips around me. She pulls back and licks her lips before leaning forward and darting out her tongue again; flattening it against the underside of my dick, and licks from base to tip.

“Ah fuck, Sweetheart.” I groan. “Open up for me. I need to get inside thatperfectfucking throat.” She gives me a smirk and a small chuckle, then opens her lips.

“Stick your tongue out and relax your jaw for me.” I instruct and she complies.

Stepping into her, I guide my dick into her warm, wet mouth, and push myself inside until her tongue touches my balls. She gags and starts to cough around me, and I pull back enough for her to catch her breath, then cup her jaw with one hand.

“Relax, Sweetheart. You can do it. Breathe through your nose.” She looks up at me, tears already building in her eyes, and gives me a small nod. “Good girl.” I praise, and she gives me an appreciative whimper.

Hmmm…noted.

Pushing forward once again, I give her a moment to get used to my size. The tip of my dick touches the back of her throat and she swallows around me. My eyes close as I let my head fall back at the feel of her throat tightening. She adjusts, and begins to pull herself back along my shaft. She slides back to the tip, and without releasing me, pushes back down my length. This time, she brings herself to the base.

“Just like that, Parker. Fuck you feel so good.” I say through staggered breaths. She moans around me, and continues to suck at a pace that is both excruciatingly slow, and absolute ecstasy. Looking back down, I watch as her head bobs back and forth along my shaft. Reaching out my left hand, I wrap it around the back of her head and thread my fingers through her hair. Holding her head still, I begin thrusting in and out of her mouth faster and harder. The sweet sounds of her gagging fill the room and I feel my spine start to stiffen. She looks up at me as tears spill over her lashes, and I slide my cock all the way to the back of her throat. She relaxes and swallows around me once more. The sensation is enough to tip me over the edge, and I come down the back of her throat. My cock pulses inside her mouth for a moment, giving her every last drop before I bring my hand from the back of her head to the side of her face.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful. I need to be inside you, Sweetheart.” I growl and pull all the way out of her mouth. She gasps for air as I bend down and help her stand from the floor. Placing my arms on her shoulders, I crash my lips into hers. She kisses me back with equal need, and I taste myself on her tongue. Reluctantly, I pull away and give her a moment to catch her breath. She sways on her feet a little, her eyes are glossed over.

“You did so good, Parker.” I praise while stroking her cheek with my thumb. Her eyes begin to focus back on me and she gives me a soft smile. Spinning her around, I reach down and unwrap the belt from her wrists. She whimpers softly as her arms fall down to her side and I push her forward to the edge of the bed with the belt still in my hand.

Sliding my hand up her back, I gently push on her shoulders until her torso is laying over the edge. Wedging a foot between her two feet, I kick them apart–forcing her legs to spread wider. Lining myself up to her entrance, I plunge inside of her dripping pussy and growl.

“Holy fuck!” She moans and her hands fist into the comforter. Bending over her body, I whisper in her ear.

“You like the way I stretch that perfect little cunt, Sweetheart?” I ask, pulling out of her all the way, then slamming myself back inside.

“AH! Yes.” She whimpers and turns her head to the side. Her lips part and she takes in a sharp breath when I repeat the motion. Coming back to a stand, I grab the tail end of the belt and lean forward again. I thrust inside of her again and her back arches, forcing her head off the mattress a bit, and I use the opportunity to slide the belt under her neck. Grabbing both ends with one hand, I give it a tug and it wraps around her throat. She lifts her head more, and I pull her to a standing position against my front.

“Good.” I slam forward again then pull back. “Because I’m never going to stop.”Thrust.“Your body is my sanctuary, Parker.”Thrust.“And I’m going to worship you every chance I fucking can.”Thrust.With that, I tighten my grip on the belt a little more and begin to fuck her with reckless abandon. My hips slam into her ass and I watch the way it bounces against me, her unrestrained moans turn into pleasured screams.

Just as I feel myself about to come, I drop the belt and pull out of her. Spinning her around quickly, I grab under her thighs to lift her up. She wraps her legs around me as I walk over to the wall nearest to the bed. Pushing her up against it, I slam my lips into hers again as I thrust myself back inside of her. Her limbs wrap tightly around me and I find my pace again.

“Eyes on me, Sweetheart. I want you to see what you do to me.” I tell her. She’s unraveling me, taking up space in every corner of my mind and has been since I first laid eyes on her. I’m irrevocably obsessed with Parker Reigh Ellis. Damned to a lifetime of being wholly consumed by her.

Her damnation is my salvation.