One Dance (The Club, #7) (7 page)

There was no way he could hold off, he wanted to, he wanted to make it last. But his arousal was too strong for the woman he was buried inside and, with that last thought, his cock jerked and started to release.

He quickly pulled out, grabbed his dick and coated her pussy and cunt with his cum before he slammed back inside to ride out his release. When he did, Emma tightened up and started to ripple in strong pulls of pleasure around him. She sucked every bit of release from his body with the tight, vice-like spasms that had overtaken her.

Maverick wanted to roar with the pleasure she’d wrung out of him, but clamped his teeth together instead—he sure as fuck didn’t want to explain the noise to her younger sister.

When the grip on his cock lessoned and only light flutters raced along his shaft, he slowly pulled out and let Emma drop to the bed. He rolled her onto her back before he gathered her into his arms and held her close.

He kissed her tenderly on the forehead before he tucked her head beneath his chin. “I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered against the top of her head. “I meant every word, Emma, I don’t want you going back to work for Dahlin tomorrow. I’ll take care of you and Chloe if you’ll let me.”

Emma lifted her head to look into his face. Her gaze felt like a caress on his skin as she stayed silent and just watched him. “I should be telling you no. I should be pushing you away because we’ve only just met. I should be doing and saying a lot of things right now, but the only thing that comes to mind is...thank you.”

Tears hovered on her lashes with her heart-felt words, so Maverick reached out with one hand and caressed her face. His thumb wiped the tears as they slipped free to cascade down her beautiful face.

She placed her head back against Maverick, and he admitted, “I’m too old to go from one bed to another. I haven’t done that for a very long time. There’s sixteen years between us, Emma...You’re so young. I want things with you that I’ve never wanted with anyone else, I’m just afraid you’ll have regrets further down the line when you realize I’m old.”

“Oh, Jason.” Emma kissed his chest and caressed over his heart. “You’re not old, you’re delicious.” He groaned, and Emma continued, “I’ve never reacted to anyone the way I did with you last night. I mean, I know it started with the drugs, but I’ve never touched myself in front of anyone before. I’ve never been so bold. It’s all you.” She rearranged herself so that she straddled him. She leaned forward and placed her hands on his chest before she rested her chin on them. “Forget about age and tell me what you want.”

He decided to bite the bullet and be completely honest. “I want you as a permanent fixture in my life. I want you and Chloe to move to Montana with me to start fresh. I want to buy us a home, not an apartment, but a home with at least four bedrooms. A backyard for Chloe to play safely in, and I want a couple of dogs and cats.” He smirked. “And that about covers it for now.”

He wasn’t sure where the dogs and cats came from or even the backyard for Chloe, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was true. He wanted a family and he wanted that with Emma. It sounded crazy when he heard the words, but when he felt the words with his heart, they were the sanest things he’d ever said.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Yes,” he croaked.

Emma smiled. “I feel the connection as well Jason, but I’m not sure how Chloe would feel about moving because of Janie...but the backyard and pets might swing it. I want to jump up and down and say yes to everything.” She hesitated and Maverick felt a worry flood his heart. “Until I’ve spoken to Chloe though, I can’t.”

Maverick hooded his eyes, but Emma wouldn’t accept that. She gripped his jaw in her delicate hand. “Look at me, Jason.” Her tone didn’t leave room for refusal. “I want you... I. Want. You. If it were just me, I’d have put you out of your misery and said yes. I don’t need to think about what I want because I know, and that’s you.”

The worry left and his heart felt so full of happiness that he had no idea what to say so he did what he hadn’t been able to stop doing since last night—he kissed her, not a passion filled kiss, but one of love and hope. Emma sank into his kiss with her own gentleness and when she broke away, her whole face lit up with her happiness.

“Spend the day with us. Let Chloe get to know you,” Emma suggested.

“I was way ahead of you, babe.” He spanked her on the ass. “Shower, and then we’ll go to the park and feed the ducks or something after we’ve quickly stopped at my place so I can change clothes.”

Emma’s smile caused his belly to flutter with butterflies. He had to make a good impression with Chloe. He might not have been around children that often in the past but he was confident he could manage one little girl. Not doing anything wasn’t an option.

A
fter Maverick had driven them to his apartment so he could change, he’d then taken them to the nearby park. It was a bright, sunny day, which was why Emma had her shades on and Chloe her new sunhat with pink flowers on the white canvas. She looked so cute, but so did Maverick.

He’d changed into well-worn jeans that caressed his butt and thighs to perfection. As he walked, the flex of his muscled form made her stomach quiver.

Janie nudged Emma in the side, which distracted her from the perfect butt in front of her. She should have sighed at the sight of Chloe, who walked hand-in-hand with her guy, but he was too damn distracting.

“You might have your glasses on, but I can see where your eyes are at?” Janie smirked, focusing on the same spot as Emma.

“Hey,” Emma nudged Janie with her hip, “stop drooling over my guy’s butt.”

“I’m sixty-five not dead, and that’s one hell of a mighty fine ass.”

Emma giggled and Janie joined her as they continued to walk behind Chloe and Maverick. He looked so good with Chloe’s hand in his that Emma couldn’t keep the thought of him as a father at bay.

Her heart fluttered in her chest when she realized he’d stopped and turned to look at her. His eyes sparkled with hot amusement. Emma didn’t stop and carried on walking right into his space until their bodies met. Maverick automatically put his arm around her to hold her close as Emma curved her arm around his waist.

She just wanted to be held by him as she became overwhelmed with love. She’d heard of love at first sight, which, until now, she’d always presumed was non-existent.

“Are you okay?” Maverick whispered against the top of her head.

“I am now.” Emma kissed his chest before she pulled back to look down at Chloe.

Maverick kept Emma in the circle of his arm as though he was as reluctant as she was to let go.

“You having fun, Chloe?”

Her sister’s head bobbed up and down, her small hand clasped in Maverick’s free hand.

“Maverick wants to buy some dogs and he said he’d let me help him choose if it was okay with you. Can I, Emma? Please? I promise to be good.”

“I guess that can be worked out.”

Chloe jumped up and down and raced to Janie to tell her what she had been asked to do regardless of the fact that Janie was standing close enough to have heard.

“That was a lot easier than I thought it would be,” Emma admitted as Maverick tugged her fully into his arms. His hands caressed her neck and he dropped his mouth to cover hers.

She savored his taste and enjoyed the assault on her mouth. He had a wicked tongue, which she’d discovered on another part of her anatomy last night. With what he was doing, and with the memory of last night still fresh in her head, she had grown increasingly turned-on. So had Maverick. Emma pressed close and felt the hard length of Maverick’s dick throb against her belly.

Her moan was captured against his mouth, just like his groan was captured within Emma’s.

Someone coughed but it didn’t register with them.

Another cough sounded, louder that time.

“Um, you two have remembered we’re here right?”

Emma pulled back, her breathing heavy as she realized they’d lost touch with where they were. Her cheeks flushed a lovely shade of red and, as she looked into Maverick’s face, his cheeks had the blush of fierce arousal.

His hands gripped her hips to keep her in front of him, which didn’t surprise her considering he was still hard against her.

“I’ll take Chloe to feed the ducks...don’t be long, although I don’t think that will be a problem,” Janie chuckled as she looked between the two of them.

With Chloe’s hand clutched in hers, the older woman and young girl walked off along the path to the left while Maverick grabbed Emma’s backside and started walking in the opposite direction.

“I need you. I’m so fucking hard, I could pound nails.”

She felt delighted that she could arouse him to the point of him needing to release. She’d never known passion and was happy to go along with it because she trusted him. She trusted him not to hurt her—physically or emotionally.

Behind a tall oak tree, Maverick rested back against it while he used his strength to rub Emma back and forth on his jean-clad erection. She could feel how hard he was and she wanted like crazy to give him release.

Smiling, she wiggled free and got to her knees. As she looked up, Maverick’s eyes were hooded with lust because he knew what she was about to do.

She smirked, unfastened his zipper, shoved his briefs down his hips and nearly got smacked in the face with his swollen dick as it sprung free. Her tongue slipped between her lips to moisten them before she swiped the crown. Maverick’s thighs quivered at her touch, and his knees buckled when she sucked the tip into her mouth. Her hand barely fit around him as she caressed from his balls up the long length to rub a finger along his slit.

Maverick groaned and pushed into her hand. As pre-cum leaked onto her finger, Emma rubbed it into the skin of his shaft before she dipped her head and drew him into her mouth. She started to bob up and down on him.

He hardly fit into her mouth, he was that wide, but the taste of him on her tongue made her determined to take more of him. He slipped further inside her mouth and shuddered as his fingers caressed her scalp.

While she enjoyed his flavor and the sense of power with what she could make him feel, her hand tightened around the base of his cock and started to pump back and forth in time to her mouth on him. By now his body shook with the force of his arousal, which told her he was close to coming. She wanted that. She wanted him to release in her mouth so that she really tasted him—the essence of the sexy man who writhed because of her.

“So close,” he groaned. His hands shook as he caressed her scalp and tangled his fingers in her hair. He hadn’t once tried to push himself further into her mouth, he’d let her set the pace. He was so hard that she was surprised he’d lasted as long as he had, but as she felt him trembling now, she knew he was at the end.

His cock lengthened as he groaned and stilled in her mouth. She pulled back on his dick with her hand and tasted him. He filled her mouth with his release. She couldn’t swallow it fast enough and some escaped, dribbling down her chin.

Emma carried on lapping at him, but her hand moved to caress his hip and drifted to his tight backside that she’d been admiring earlier.

“Enough,” Maverick hissed, and slipped free of her mouth.

Emma looked up at him and smiled. He looked totally wiped out with what she’d done. His whole body sagged against the tree while his breathing stayed uneven, but his eyes never left her face.

She smiled and pulled his briefs back up before she fastened his jeans back together.

He held his hand out to her, which she took and let him pull her up from the ground and straight into his arms. His hand curved around the nape of her neck as he brought her face up close and personal with his. “You’re stuck with me now, babe.” He smirked. “Best fucking blowjob in history.” He chuckled, and Emma lightly punched him in the stomach.

“Ass,” she commented, her laughter tried to burst forth and did when Maverick tickled her in the ribs.

“You love me really,” he blurted.

Emma stilled, and gazed into his eyes as she answered him honestly, “I think I do. Love you.” She smiled. “I’ve nothing to compare against, but the feelings inside me are bursting with joy, and the thought of never seeing you again causes a pain to lance through my heart...so if that’s love, then I love you.”

Maverick reached for her and held her so tight she wasn’t sure she’d be able to catch her breath. “I’ve fallen deeply in love with you, Emma. When I saw you, I’d felt like I’d been hit straight in the heart. You looked so sweet and innocent, but when our eyes had met, you’d looked like fire.”

Emma pressed against Maverick and knew she was about to take a huge step with the man in her arms. She’d only known him for less than twenty-four hours, but figured she had the rest of her life to figure it out.

H
e rested back on the porch swing while he kept an eye on their two children, Kimberly and Shawn, who were three and four. Chloe was like a mother hen with them and shuffled them around to make sure there wasn’t any squabbling over who would play on what first—sibling rivalry.

Chuckling, he winked at his wife as she appeared from inside, and he pulled her gently onto his lap. He loved these nights of being able to cuddle Emma against him while they watched Chloe and their two children playing before it was their bath time.

The past years with Emma had been the best of his life. His love for her had only grown since the night he rescued her in The Club. Not a day had gone by that he hadn’t told her or shown her how much she meant to him. It had always been important to him that she knew he loved her so much. Their age difference had taken him a bit to get used to, but with her love and patience, he’d stopped worrying and accepted that they really did have a future.

Which was why they’d decided to build their own home once they’d arrived in Montana with Janie. In the end, no one wanted to leave her behind and, with no family of her own, it hadn’t taken much persuasion on their part.

She was a godsend and helped Emma around the house and with the children, more so lately while his beautiful Emma was heavily pregnant with their third child and needed her rest.