One Dance (The Club, #7) by Lexi Buchanan Read Free Book Online

This time he shoved his dick between the valley of her breasts and pressed her boobs together.
    Heaven!
    As he rocked against her, the friction and the visual had his balls pulled tight, but when he met Emma’s gaze and saw her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, it all became too much, and he exploded. He couldn’t stop pumping his hips, he couldn’t see straight, he couldn’t breathe because everything was centered in his dick and balls. As the pressure inside him finally started to ease off, he realized he’d come all over Emma’s face, and damn that made him harder.
    The tip of her pink, little tongue was cleaning her lips.
    Maverick growled.
    With her eyes on him, he quickly grabbed another washcloth from the bathroom and wiped her face and then her sweet pussy. He dealt with the ties next before he climbed up her body, and felt his heart soar when she wrapped her legs and arms around him. She pulled him flat against her, but he was heavy and tried to move.
    “No. I love your full weight against me,” she whispered.
    After only a pause, he gave her his weight and heard her sigh with contentment.
    The woman had gotten to him in a big way, and he’d be damned if he’d let her walk away from him. When the drug was out of her system, they needed to talk because he wanted to keep her. Which also led to another question, what was he going to do about leaving town? His mind was set about leaving his job, more so now, but he didn’t want to stay in Karim. What would he do if she didn’t want to leave with him? Or if she slept off the rest of the drug and decided that she didn’t want him? Decided that he was nothing but a bastard for taking advantage of her regardless of the fact that she begged. She was fucking drugged. He should have had the strength to step back, but how could he watch her suffer?
    “You’re thinking too hard,” Emma stated. “The drug is nowhere near as strong as it was. You’ve helped me.” He felt a kiss to the top of his head. “Thank you.”
    He didn’t want her thanks. With some reluctance, he raised himself to look down at her, and felt his heart clench in his chest. “I don’t want your thanks, Emma. The truth is I should never have gotten off on you being drugged. I feel like a complete and total asshole.”
    Emma cupped his face with both hands and brought him closer to her. When their lips practically met, she admitted, “Before the drug, my panties were wet because of you, Maverick.”
    His eyes popped wide with her confession.
    “From the minute our eyes met when I arrived, you were inside my panties,” she smirked, and Maverick chuckled. “I wanted you and I thought after the stairwell that you wanted me.”
    Maverick nodded and leaned in to kiss her. “I wanted you. As soon as I heard you looked drugged as you followed Dahlin to a room, I was tearing my hair out trying to find you. I was so fucking scared of what I’d find.”
    She only had to look into his eyes to realize the truth of his words.
    “Before I ended up drugged, Janie sent me a text letting me know that Chloe was spending the night at her place, so I was wondering...would you like to come back with me?”
    He didn’t need time to think, as he answered straightaway, “I’d love too.” Maverick grinned down at her, delighted she’d asked him and that he hadn’t had to push his way in, but, “Chloe?” Did she have a daughter?
    Emma smiled as though she read his thoughts. “Chloe is my sister. She’s five and the only family I have since our parents died.” She sighed. “Chloe is the main reason why I came out with Dahlin tonight. She has serious bouts of asthma now and again and the doctors and medication don’t come cheap so I need my job. He told me that I needed to go out with him tonight because if I didn’t, then I shouldn’t bother to go to work on Monday.” She wouldn’t meet his gaze.
    Maverick tilted her face up to his. “You aren’t going back, Emma. Don’t get pissed