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clench his jaw to prevent him from starting all over again.
    Back between her thighs, he spread them and slowly tugged the plug free before tossing it across the room. He was a good shot because it landed in the fancy bucket used for toys that needed to be cleaned and sterilized.
    With one last glance at her glistening pussy, he jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom. Inside, he reached for a new washcloth. Ripping the package open, he soaked the cloth with warm water and soap before he wiped himself down. He couldn’t help but groan while he washed his dick and sac. The sensation while he was aroused gave him the fleeting thought of quickly jacking off in the shower.
    “Oh, God, Maverick... Make it stop.”
    Emma’s cry had him rinsing the cloth and grabbing a towel before he dashed back into the bedroom.
    He watched her from the door as she writhed on the bed. Her hands pressed against her breasts as she arched her back. His heart sank when he realized she was still in the thrall of the drug. He’d hoped that it was over and that he could get her out of here and back to her home before anyone disturbed them.
    “Umm, Maverick...” She stared at him with heat and desire clear in her eyes.
    Fuck.
    She had him hard as a fucking hammer... again . Just hearing his name on her tongue did it for him, but to hear it moaned the way she just did was enough to make him come.
    “Emma, babe...let me clean you up.” Maverick climbed on the bed and quickly cleaned his jizz from her, but as the cloth touched her pussy, she arched into his touch, her legs open wide.
    There wasn’t an inch of her that he hadn’t seen or touched, but as he looked, his hand quivered against her with lust.
    Emma started to arch up while she pinched and rolled her nipples, which caused Maverick to shoot from the bed. He looked around the room and wanted something, he couldn’t find it...but the drapes had ties.
    He made quick work of the ties and before Emma had a chance to realize what he planned, Maverick had both her wrists and ankles restrained on each of the bedposts. She writhed...moaned...arched her back and Maverick had never seen anything as hot as a naked Emma.
    “I was seconds from blowing my load all over you with you pleasuring yourself,” Maverick admitted as he climbed onto the bed and straddled her waist. He was pretty damn close with his dick hard as fuck, twitching, leaking with arousal, and inches from landing between her voluptuous breasts.
    He couldn’t even calm down with how much he wanted to fuck her. He could live inside her, she’d felt that good as she wrapped him in her warmth.
    She hadn’t stopped squirming under him so he had to make her come, he couldn’t leave her when the drug was pushing her to complete over and over again.
    “I’m going to fuck these beauties,” he cupped her boobs and rubbed his thumb over the hard buds of her nipples, “once I’ve made you come.”
    Maverick scooted down between her thighs and prayed he’d be able to hold off to pleasure her first because just the sight of her wet cunt was enough to cause his dick to drip. The excitement of knowing he was about to sink balls deep inside her was enough to send him into oblivion.
    “Maverick...”
    He glanced up and the tear that he caught as it ran down her cheek gave him pause. He was getting off on her drugged state. This was taking advantage of her. How could he do that?
    “Maverick. Please. I want you inside me. You make it better. Only you.”
    Fuck!
    With one sharp thrust he was buried inside Emma. He ground his teeth as he tried so hard not to come as she rippled in orgasm against his hard cock. The veins on his dick bulged with need, which was so close to exploding, he had to clench his jaw to hold back. Her arms strained against the silk curtain ties he’d used as her whole body shuddered in pleasure. She soaked his cock with her release, which wouldn’t let up. When it did, he pulled out and quickly straddled her again.