Page 46 of Falling Stars (Wild at Heart #2)
MAVERICK
Leaning on the bathroom counter, I try to shake off that conversation with Heller. I’m sure he thinks he knows everything, but he doesn’t know me and Bay and all the shit we’ve been through.
After I wash and dry my face, I return to the living room where Sean is about to leave, thank fuck. I see the way he watches Baylee, like she’s a tasty treat.
She’s my tasty treat.
After he kisses Leo, he leans over and hugs Bay. It takes everything in me not to stalk across the room and peel him off my woman.
He waves bye, and I hold up my hand.
Once the front door closes, Bay collapses on the couch. “Glad that’s over.”
“I’ll be right back.” I run after Sean and catch him in front of the elevators.
His eyes widen when he sees me. “Everything okay?”
I cross my arms so I’m not tempted to kick his ass. “I’m glad you’re there for your kid. But I need to make one thing clear. If you hurt Baylee or Leo, I will bury you somewhere on my family’ s property where the coyotes will eat your bones. You got me?”
“Y-yeah. I got you.”
“And stop looking at Baylee like she’s an all-you-can-eat buffet.”
“S-sorry. I’m sorry.”
When I turn around, I find Baylee standing in the doorway of my condo looking concerned.
I pull her into my arms and walk her inside. “We’re good. Just needed to lay down a few rules.”
“And they would be?”
I smile. “Things that would cause him a terrible death.”
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t joke.”
“Should we order some dinner?” No need to waste any more of our night on Sean. I want to soak up every minute I have with Bay and Leo.
I find the little dude in his basket. I pick him up. “You were such a good boy. Did you poop on your dad?” I chuckle when he grins and tries to eat his fist.
“Da.”
I look at Baylee as a smile brightens her face. “Did he…”
“Try to say Dad?”
I rest him in the crook of my arm. “Can you say Dada?”
“Da!” He grins and kicks and giggles.
I’m not sure he’s old enough to say that word with any meaning, but I’m gonna pretend he can and that he just called me Dad. Inside, I puff up like a cocky rooster. “Good job, buddy.” I kiss his forehead. “You’re so smart. Just like your mom.”
Baylee gives me one of those sweet smiles I wish I could bottle up.
Every moment of having Sean in my condo was a reminder that he’s the one she’s likely going to rely on while I’m gone, and that fucks me up .
How am I supposed to get on an airplane and leave a piece of my heart in Texas?
As excited as I am to help my brothers tomorrow at the ranch rodeo, I’m bummed I can’t just spend it with Baylee and the baby. “Listen, Bay, I need to ask you a favor.”
“Sure. Whatever you need.”
I smile. “I’m gonna hold you to that. I contacted a consultation group to review your security system. It would really give me peace of mind if you’d let them check out your cameras. Vale Security is going to stop by next week.”
Questions swirl in her eyes, but she bites her bottom lip and nods. “Okay.”
I let out a relieved breath. I didn’t think she’d make that easy on me. I expect her to pepper me with questions. Instead, she takes Leo out of my arms to get him ready for bed.
After she changes him and nurses him, she tucks him in his crib, and then we have a quiet dinner.
It’s weird, though, how quiet we are. Like we’re both bracing for Sunday morning when I leave.
I can’t bring myself to talk about it. I’m afraid I’ll say something wrong, and she’ll change her mind about us.
Because Baylee hasn’t explicitly said we can date long distance if I get the go-ahead to play. And I don’t want to do anything that might make her reconsider our unspoken agreement.
Once we get the kitchen cleaned up, I tackle her onto the couch. She goes down with a squeal, and I tickle her until she howls with laughter. It feels so good to see her smile that I ignore the pinch in my shoulder and keep tickling her.
When we’re both out of breath, she reaches up to tangle her hand in my hair. “Remember when we were kids and used to wrestle? That was so fun. Why did we stop? ”
“’Cause of this.” I press my hard dick to her thigh, and she chuckles.
“Oh.”
“Kinda hard to wrestle with a beautiful woman, no pun intended.”
She presses kisses to my neck and the underside of my jaw. “Couldn’t handle the heat, so you had to quit the game.”
I chuckle and fit my body to hers. “I can handle your heat just fine.” I’m not supposed to rest my weight on my arms and shoulders like this, but hell if I can stop.
We take turns kissing and undressing each other until we’re skin to skin.
She nips my bottom lip. “Let me get on top before you hurt yourself.”
“Wondered how long you’d let me stay like this.”
Though… if I can’t fuck my girlfriend on top, how the hell does Heller expect me to take a tackle? Am I supposed to just sit around on the injured reserve list in the fall?
I shove all thoughts of what happens when I return to New York out of my mind because that will ruin my time with Bay.
We roll over, and she crawls into my lap and straddles me.
I grab her luscious ass and drag her closer. Until her hot pussy nestles against my cock. Her tits push against my chest, and I groan at how good she feels. I fight like hell not to ask her to come back to New York with me because I already know her answer.
She grabs my face, and I stare up at her. Her lips are wet and swollen from kissing, her cheeks flushed. I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman.
Cupping the back of her neck, I bring her closer. “I love you, Bay.”
“I love you too, Mav. ”
I kiss her neck. Nibble her breast and suck on her perfect nipples. Squeeze her juicy ass. All while she grinds on me.
“Get on your knees.”
“Why?”
“Because I need to eat your pussy. Come on.” I pat her ass. “Put your knees on these pillows and grab the couch behind me.” Don’t want her toppling off.
She looks dubious, but gives in and essentially straddles my face. “That’s it, baby.” Resting my arms on her thighs, I open her up with my fingers before I graze her clit with the tip of my tongue.
“Oh, God.”
I smile against her as I lick and suck until her legs tremble against me. Then I caress her swollen nub with quick flicks, and she screams.
Once she’s done, I toss her down on the couch and lick her clean. I keep going until she gently shoves me away with a laugh.
Going up on my knees, I slide my cock through her wet pussy. She reaches down and rubs the head of my cock as it rolls over her.
She’s such a fucking vision. I brace myself over her and fist her hair. I drag her mouth to me and kiss her until she’s moaning and squirming again beneath me.
I suck on her neck and make my way to her tits. Christ, they’re perfect. Big and round and bouncy. “Can I fuck these?”
She laughs but nods. “Do you need lube or lotion or something?”
I shrug. “Never done this before, so I dunno.”
Bay taps my thigh. “Hand me my purse.” She points to the coffee table, and I give it to her. She reaches in and pulls out a little bottle of body oil. “My mom suggested using it on Leo’s dry skin. ”
I pop it open and squirt it on her tits. “Let’s never talk about your mother or the baby when I have my dick out, okay?”
She cackles, and I smile at her. I love that she can be herself. That she’s not self-conscious. That we know each other so well, we can joke while we’re having sex.
After I toss her purse off to the side, I look down at the beautiful woman beneath me. Hair tousled and tangled. Swollen lips. Flirty eyes. Tits heaving.
It’s like I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I grip my cock and give it a few tugs before I scoot up her body. Gliding my fingers through the oil, I work it into her skin. Over the swells of her breasts. Through the valley between them. Over her pretty pink nipples.
And then I grip them together. Mold them. Shape them. “Fuck, I’m so hard right now.”
She glances down. “You really are.” She gets her hand oily and runs it up and down my cock. Her eyes darken as she jerks me off.
“Push your tits together.”
When she complies, I rub my dick over them a few times before I push through those thick swells. She makes it nice and tight. I watch my dick disappear between them and poke out the other side. Then she lowers her head and licks my crown. Fuck, that’s hot.
I have to slow down so I don’t blow on her face.
Like she knows what I’m thinking, she reaches down to the floor again and hands me a condom.
“Thanks, baby.” I rip open the package with my teeth and roll it down my shaft before I scoot down between her legs.
“Mav, we’re not supposed to do it this way.”
“I don’t care. I wanna fuck you the way I wanna fuck you.”
She frowns. “What if we get oil on your couch? ”
“Don’t care.” The goddamn Grim Reaper could be banging on my door right now, and I wouldn’t give a fuck.
Kneeling between her thighs, I take her in. Oiled up and sweaty. Flushed and panting.
Gripping my dick, I push into her tight heat. She arches her neck on a groan. “Too much?”
She shakes her head. “It feels amazing, but it’s a snug fit.” She lifts one knee to her chest and then reaches down to open her pussy wider for me.
“That’s it.” I take my time with slow measured thrusts as I work my way into her tight cunt. “Grab your tits, baby.” She does as I ask, playing with her nipples and holding her breasts up to me like an offering.
When I bottom out, I pause to rub an oily finger over her swollen clit. Slowly. Softly. Just barely grazing it. Circling it. Teasing her until her neck arches again.
Then I start to fuck her. Quicker. Harder. Until her little pants come faster, tits bouncing with every thrust.
“Yes!” she shouts. “Oh my God, yes!”
Her pussy tightens in rhythmic pulses as she comes with a shriek.
Leaning over her, I kiss her while I fuck her in earnest. Slick sounds fill the room as our bodies slap together. Her nails rake down my back as I go over the edge.
My vision goes spotty as my cock jerks inside her. “Bay.” I grunt her name.
Her arms and legs close around me, and I drop my head to her neck.
How the hell am I supposed to leave her in less than forty-eight hours?