“What do you mean?”
“I feel like I don’t deserve to be happy right now, not with Mitch being so upset.” I didn’t know how to soothe the nagging guilt. Maybe there wasn’t ever really going to be a way to do it. It was a cross I was going to have to bear.
“You both deserve to be happy. If you are finding it already, don’t miss out because of someone else. You have to make your own judgments on this one and not feel guilty for doing what you needed to do. Mitch will get over it. It will take time, for the both of you.”
“I guess you’re right.”
“I always am. Now cancel that return flight you have for the morning and go live your damn life.”
* * *
Maverick rolled over in bed,grabbing my bare hip and pulling me into him. His growing desire for me pressed into the small of my back as his teeth sank into the tender flesh of my shoulder. Shifting into him, I put my leg over his, granting him access while his callused fingertips caressed my pulsing clit.
The heat from his breath danced over my skin, sending chills down my spine as he thrust hard into me, sending shooting pain throughout my entire body.
Gasping, I gripped the pillow under my head, breathing through the uncomfortable shoves and jabs.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he growled into my ear as I panted, trying to hide my discomfort.
Knowing there was no saving how awful the sensation was, I pulled away from him. Kissing down Mav’s chiseled chest, I stroked and teased his thick cock.
Sliding the head into my mouth, I gagged on the spot. As Maverick’s fingers knotted into my hair, he thrust into my throat, making me choke even harder. Without warning, projectile vomit covered him, me, and the entire bed. Horrified, I jolted out of bed as he screamed.
In a panic,I shot up from my nightmare of a sex dream. Hyperventilating, I looked around the empty hotel room. I knew I was alone. I knew Maverick and I had never done more than kiss. All of a sudden, sheer horror flooded me.
What if we’re actually not compatible?
What if it all really is too good to be true and we suck at having sex together?
I didn’t know what to expect from leaving with him on that tour bus only twelve hours in the future. I had no idea if I would get my own hotel rooms or be expected to share with him or anyone else. I was a planner, and this was way too much to leave to chance. I knew I needed to talk with him before just showing up at that bus.