Chapter 55. Demands

Maverick POV

I denied him to have sex with me last night. I woke up before him with the guilt settling in my chest. Right now, the only thing I wanted to do was to make up for him.

Lake was only in his boxers, giving me easy access to do what pleased him.

With my heart racing in anticipation, I slightly tugged his boxers down his thighs, and his semi-erect cock came free. I positioned myself, gripped it with my hand, and began stroking, and it instantly hardened in my palm, so intimidating and thick.

Lake stirred, inhaling an audible breath. I opened my mouth, flattened my tongue, and licked him from its base to its head.

“Baby.” A groan of satisfaction rumbled from his chest, and his fingers slid right into my hair, massaging my scalp. Then I sucked his balls into my mouth and drew back.

“Fuck, baby.” His grip tightened around my hair, his thighs trembling, and his chest rose and fell, and I could tell that he liked it. And I lik