Page 32 of Lawless
Abject horror covers his face.
“Shit. Am I hurting you?” he asks in a panic as a tear trickles from the corner of my eye, racing down my temple to soak into my hair.
I shake my head, the lump of emotion so huge in my throat I’m unable to force any words out.
“Doll?” he asks, softly, cupping my jaw and lowering back down to press his brow against mine.
His entire body trembles with restraint and the knowledge that he’s doing all of this for me makes even more tears come.
It’s not like it was with JD when I completely lost my shit. That was overwhelming and in an entirely different way.
This is… intense, incredible. Everything I’ve ever wanted.
“I love you,” I blurt. “Everything is perfect.”
His eyes shutter again as he tries to process my words.
“Please, don’t stop. I want to feel you,” I whisper, my voice rough with emotion.
“You sure?” he asks, his brows pitching inward in confusion.
“I’ve never been surer in my entire life.”
Accepting my words, he slowly rolls his hips again.
My breath catches as the tip of his cock hits that magical place inside me. Sinking my fingers into his hair, I drag his mouth back to mine.
My other hand slides down his back, loving the way his muscles ripple as he moves inside me until I grab his ass, trying to force him even deeper.
Maverick Murray burrowed his way into my heart a long time ago. It’s now time for him to bury himself under every inch of my skin.
“Can’t— Can’t last.” He gasps into our kiss, his cock swelling with his impending release.
His hand holding my hip, slips to my clit.
“Mav,” I cry when he pinches me.
“Not going… without you,” he grits out.
“Oh God.” I moan when he plays me so perfectly.
“Fuck.” He grunts, his head resting against mine again as he stares down into my eyes. I swear, he can see all the way down to my black and tarnished soul.
“Yes. I’m there. Right there.” I gasp, my muscles clamping down around him, making him groan as if he’s in pain. “Stop holding back,” I beg, raking my nails down his back hard enough to draw blood until I grip his ass and wrap my legs around him.
“Fuck, Alana. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck.” He growls, his eyelids lowering as pleasure rushes through his body and his cock jerks inside me. But he never breaks our eye contact. Not for one single second.
Watching him fall, feeling him coming inside me is the final push I need to fall over the edge with him. Pleasure explodes from my lower belly, shooting out and making every single one of my nerve endings tingle in delight.
My lids shutter automatically as I drown in the overpowering sensations.
“Eyes, Doll. We haven’t waited this long for you to shut me out.”
Instantly my eyes fly open.
“I need you to know it’s me,” he says, losing the demanding tone from his previous statement, allowing a little vulnerability to seep in.
“I know, Mav. I know it’s you. I love you.”