Someone Older

Chapter 26

The mansion was quiet, the only sound being the crackle of the fireplace, which cast a warm glow around the room. I was sitting on the edge of the plush couch, and Maverick was right across from me, the tension between us thickening with every passing second.

His gaze was intense, studying me as if he were trying to memorize every detail. I felt a flutter of nervous excitement in my stomach, something that had been missing for too long. "I've thought about you," he said, his voice low and sultry, sending a thrill down my spine.

"Me too," I admitted, my heart racing. I could feel the heat radiating off him, and it made me want to inch closer, to feel the warmth of his body against mine.

Suddenly, he leaned forward, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek. "I've missed this," he murmured, his breath warm against my skin. I shivered at his touch, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.

In one swift motion, he pulled me into his lap, my legs straddling him. I gasped in surprise but quickly melted into him, feeling the solidness of his body beneath me. His hands found my waist, fingers digging into my sides, and I could see the desire flickering in his dark eyes.

"Maverick..." I whispered, but before I could finish, he surged forward, crashing his lips against mine. The kiss was fierce, filled with pent-up passion, and I responded instinctively, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

His hands roamed down my back, pulling me flush against him. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and it ignited something deep within me. I deepened the kiss, losing myself in the taste of him, the urgency of our connection overwhelming.

He pulled away just enough to catch his breath, but his eyes never left mine, filled with an intensity that made my heart race. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice thick with need.

"Yes," I breathed, the word barely escaping my lips before he was kissing me again, this time more demanding, as if he were trying to claim me. I felt myself melting against him, every kiss sending sparks of electricity through my body.

Maverick's hands slipped under my shirt, his fingers warm against my skin. I gasped, a mixture of surprise and desire coursing through me. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck, igniting a fire wherever he touched.

I couldn't think, couldn't focus on anything but the heat of his body against mine, the way he made me feel so alive. "Maverick..." I whimpered, arching into him as his hands explored further.

"I want you, Raven," he said, his voice husky and filled with raw desire. "Right here, right now."

The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of us wrapped in our own heated moment, and as I kissed him back, I knew that whatever reservations I had before were gone. I was all in.

As things began heating up, the air grew thick with an almost electric tension. Maverick's hands roamed freely over Raven's body, his touch igniting a fire within her that she had long forgotten. Their lips met in a hungry, passionate kiss, their bodies melting into each other as if they were two missing halves of the same whole.

"I've wanted this for so long," Maverick murmured against her lips, his voice thick with desire. "You have no idea how hard it's been to hold back."

Bedroom (Night)

The door to the bedroom opens and closes, shutting the outside world out, leaving only the two of them behind. Maverick pulls Raven closer in a hungry, desperate motion, his body flush against hers. They stumbled together through the darkness, their mouths still locked in a passionate kiss, breaking only to breathe.

His hands roamed freely over her body, igniting sparks of pleasure everywhere they touched. "You're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin, his teeth grazed her neck. "Perfect," he whispered, his lips trailing down her collar bone, nipping at the sensitive flesh. Raven gasped, tipping her head back, allowing him more access, her body arching against him.

Maverick pushed her back gently, walking her to the bed. He pushed her down onto the white sheets, his body covering hers, their legs intertwined. His hands slid up under her shirt, tracing patterns on the sensitive skin of her stomach.
As Maverick's hands continued to explore her body, his lips moved to her ear, whispering words that sent shivers down her spine.

"This is wrong," Raven gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and guilt. "We shouldn't be doing this." Despite her words, her body betrayed her, arching up against him, craving more of his touch.
"Yet it feels so right," he murmured, his hands moving from her stomach to the waistband of her pants. He toyed with the button there, his touch teasing, as his lips found her neck again.

Raven knew she should push him away, knew that this could lead to only trouble. But she didn't want to, not when it felt so good, so right. She closed her eyes, her hands clutching at his back, holding him closer.
His hands moved to the button of her pants once more, this time undoing it, then moving to the zipper, slowly, slowly pulling it down. The sound was soft, but it echoed in the silent room.

His lips moved back to her ear, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me love you," he whispered, his words sending a shiver through her body. "Just for tonight."