Page 39 of Falling Stars (Wild at Heart #2)

MAVERICK

Moonlight streams in the window of Leo’s nursery. Baylee looks so beautiful, rocking him to sleep.

While I wait for her to put him down, I put her roses in a vase. Ten minutes later, she joins me in the living room. I’ve left all the lights off except one small lamp next to the couch.

“Sorry that took so long,” she says as she sets the monitor down on the counter. “After what happened at the salon, I had to give him extra snuggles.”

Standing, I open my arms to her. When she steps into my embrace, I kiss the top of her head. “Don’t blame you. It freaked me out too. Did you check to see if you got Vera’s messages?”

“They were in messenger like she said they’d be.” Her arms tighten around me. “For a minute, I was afraid something bad happened.”

“But it didn’t. Leo’s fine. Though maybe you should tell Vera not to take him to the park at night.”

She nods. “The park had a weird vibe tonight, didn’t it?”

“When you think your child is missing, anything can seem sinister.” I run my hand down her back .

“I feel like a hypocrite, though, because that’s where I took the baby so I could talk with Sean.”

I lift her chin. “Leo’s your child. It’s okay if you take him places you’re not comfortable with anyone else taking him. Besides, Sean might be a prick sometimes, but I doubt he’d let anything happen to you or Leo.”

“Thanks, I needed to hear that.” We stand in the middle of my condo, holding each other. Then she toys with the button on my shirt with a small smile tilting her lips. “You did the thing you always said you’d never do.”

“What’s that?”

“A massive public display of affection.”

I chuckle. “If a man doesn’t have a Top Gun moment, is he even living?”

Leaning up, she kisses my neck. “You might regret that song in the morning.”

“Never.”

“You’re already trending online.”

Not sure I should be getting attention while I’m supposed to be at home recovering, but I can’t regret putting that smile on Baylee’s face tonight.

Threading my hands through her hair, I lean down to graze my lips against hers. “You sleeping in my bed tonight?”

Shyly, she glances up at me. “If that’s okay with you.”

“Of course it is. Do you need to get Leo?”

“He slept really well in his crib last night, so I thought maybe we’d try it again.”

I run my nose against the shell of her ear. “We had our first argument as a couple. Do you know what that means?” When she shakes her head, I nip her lobe. “Makeup sex.”

She smiles, but then her eyes grow serious. “Mav, before we get to that, I just want to apologize. Things got ugly last night, and I still feel bad about it. ”

“If anyone should feel bad, it’s me. Look, I can’t erase my past, but I can make better boundaries with women. I’ve never had a serious relationship before, so I’m navigating new waters here. But I always want you to feel secure ’cause you’re my number one girl.”

Biting her bottom lip, she nods. “Thank you. I’d appreciate that. It might take me a while to work through some of these issues, though.”

“As long as we keep fighting for each other, I don’t care how long it takes you.”

Staring up at me, she leans up and nibbles across my jaw. “I missed you last night.”

I walk her backwards to the wall as I kiss her. “I hate arguing with you.” I grab her gorgeous face. “I love you, Baylee.”

Her eyes get glassy. Her bottom lip trembles. She sucks in a breath. “I love you too, Mav.”

As her words sink in, warmth settles over me as my heartbeat quickens. In this moment, everything feels right.

I kiss her, soft and sweet. “I just want you to know I’ve never said those words to anyone. Hell, I’ve never felt it before. Not until you.”

Her smile grows. “I’ve never said them to anyone either.”

I’m absurdly pleased she never told Sean she loved him.

“Come here.”

Suddenly, we’re in a mad dash to undress each other.

She unbuttons my shirt, and I shove it off.

I tug her blouse over her head, which leaves her in a lacy black bra and jeans.

I flick open the button and help her shove them down.

When she’s standing in those booty shorts I love, I turn her to face the wall and suck on her neck.

“Bend over and let me appreciate your hot-as-fuck body.”

When she glances at me over her shoulder, those sultry eyes beckon me. She shakes her ass, and I smile and step back .

Christ, she’s gorgeous. The most beautiful face I’ve ever seen. Long, thick hair draping down her back. A slender waist and a banging ass.

After I unsnap her bra, it falls to the floor. I press my aching dick to her as I reach around and grab her heavy tits. She moans and pushes back against me. “Maverick.”

“I’m here, peach.” I suck the tender skin along her neck and shoulder before I reach down between her thighs. “Your panties are wet.”

“I’m always wet around you,” she whispers.

What I’d give to fuck her bare.

I rub her over the fabric then dip my finger beneath it. Her heat greets me, and it’s my turn to groan as I sink two fingers into her tight cunt. She makes little needy sounds that bring me to the brink.

Pulling away, I run my other hand down the slope of her back until I reach the round globes of her ass, which I squeeze and mold.

I tug down her underwear. Of course, I have to bite one of her delectable ass cheeks.

She squeaks, and I lick the spot. “Bend over more.” I unbuckle my belt and jeans and shove them down my thighs.

Brow arched, she glances back at me again. “And if I don’t?”

The teasing defiance in her eyes makes me so fucking hard. I grip my aching dick and give it a few hard tugs. “Then maybe I’ll have to fuck your pretty little mouth instead.” I push her flat against the wall. “What will it be, peach? Do you want my cock in your tight pussy or down your throat?”

Moaning, she shivers. “Can’t we do both?”

Fuck, yes.

She shoves me back and drops to her knees. I grip her hair in my hands to get it out of her face as she licks me like I’m her favorite sweet treat. I tighten my grip and pull her head back. “Stick out your tongue.”

When she complies, I tap my dick on it. She grabs it and jerks it slowly in her hand as she licks my crown. She takes her time, pausing to smile up at me just before she sucks me into her mouth.

Hot, wet suction.

Quick strokes of her hand.

Little licks of her tongue.

It’s fucking bliss.

I run my finger over her lips as she stretches around me. “Remember to breathe through your nose, baby. Tap on my thigh if you need me to stop.”

She nods and I work my way down her throat where she swallows my length. Just when I think I’ve gone too far, she grabs my ass and shoves me deeper.

I have to pull out before I lose control.

“Don’t wanna come this way.” I tug her to a stand and kiss her long and deep. Her thigh comes up around my hip, and I rub my aching cock against her wet folds. “You feel so fucking good.”

Kissing down her neck, I pause to suck on her plump tit and taste her sweet milk as I sink my fingers into her pussy.

“Mav,” she pants. “I’m so close.”

“Hold off, baby. Wait to come on my cock.”

I pull my fingers out and turn her to face the wall again. I wish I could fuck her standing up and facing me, but I’m guessing that’s not on my list of approved sex positions.

Reaching into my jeans, I grab a condom.

Once I’m sheathed, I rub my dick through her pussy.

“Spread your legs wider.” I have to lean down to notch myself in her tight little cunt.

She braces herself against the wall as I work myself into her.

“Good girl. You look so beautiful stretched around my cock.”

She wiggles her ass a little to help me get in there, and when I finally bottom out, we’re both sweaty and panting.

When I start to move, she lowers one hand to rub her clit.

“I’m close,” she whispers.

I lick my thumb and rub her asshole. “This okay?”

“Ye-yeah.”

As I sink my cock deep, I push my thumb until it breaches that tight ring.

She sucks in a breath. Then she starts quaking. A second later, she shouts and pulses on my dick. She’s coming so hard, she sets me off, and my orgasm slams into me.

Pulling her close so my front is tight to her back, I grab her tits and fuck her deep as wave after wave of pleasure nearly knocks me to the floor.

When we’re done, I turn her around. We smile at each other, and I lean in for another kiss. “We’re filthy. I think we need a shower.”

She nips my bottom lip. “Feel free to get me dirty anytime.”

Laughing, I drag her to the bathroom to clean up, which involves another round of orgasms. When we crawl into bed, I reach for Bay and pull her against me. I don’t give a shit what my physical therapist says—I’m gonna cuddle my girlfriend.

And as I fall asleep, I replay those words in my mind.

Baylee loves me. Nothing’s ever felt better.