20

I wasn't one to say No.

Never took it for an answer too.

And onto resisting, that was a hard task for a guy like me, especially being faced in the moment I had found myself in moments ago.

Fuck me! I wasn't one to resist such pull. Certainly not that entrancing face of hers.

But I had to pull back. I had to.

We could have remained there engaging in the hour, two longing bodies seeking pleasure, and in as much as I was sober enough to know what I was doing, I just couldn't tell the same for her.

Just a second away, and I could have taken that possession of hers.

It wasn't a thing to hurry into, especially since she was far from being ready to give it out.

If anything, it felt like she was out to satisfy me, and I appreciated the thought of that.

But, I couldn't do that to her.

I needed her to be aware of what she was doing. I needed her to want me as much as I did her.

Hell! I long for the hold of her body against mine. How those lips pulled mine sure had me struck.

Stuck on the goodness that filled that figure.

And how those bosoms fit into my hands while her gaze held onto mine, it was all that encompassed bliss, accompanied with that gaze of hers which uttered a thousand words.

The light snores coming from Maverick, soon prompted the sigh out my lips, eyes fixed on the ceilings.

I've been caught. Caught so bad.

And believe me, it took all in me not to end the night with the body of Anna Darcy wrapped in mine.