Did he want her for more than just one night? Trevor thought for a brief second after he declared his words. He’d never wanted anyone for more than one night, but there was something different about her. The more he thought about it, the more he liked it.

He watched as Maggie’s mouth opened slightly. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes wide. That only made him want to kiss her. Feel her lips against his, her body molded to his own. If he didn’t get close to her soon, he was going to lose it.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he growled before he pounced toward her. His lips found hers in seconds as he plundered her mouth. Her essence was mouthwatering; he didn’t know if he’d ever tasted something so perfect before in his life.

More. He needed more.

He moved his hands to capture her cheeks in his palms, cradling her face.

“You’re still a jerk,” she said, pulling herself away from him.

His heart sank, was this what heartbreak felt like? He only had a second to linger in that feeling before Maggie did the unexpected.

Thankfully his reflexes were fast. He was able to catch her as she jumped into his arms, devouring his lips with her own.

He couldn’t help the growl that came deep within his throat as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Pulling away, only for the briefest of seconds, she said, “I still think you’re a pompous ass, and it might be all the talk about my family tonight but I need this. I need you.”

He blanched, but then pushed it aside. Beggars can’t be choosers. He’d take anything she offered. He pulled her closer to his body as he sought out her lips. He started moving them through the living room. Stumbling to her bedroom, he luckily made it to her bed as they both fell onto the mattress.

“Fuck!” he stammered. “How can your body feel this damn good?”

“Cushin’ for the pushin’,” she answered with a pant as she kissed his neck.

He couldn’t help but chuckle. Fuck, she was perfect. And, he was going to do whatever it took to prove to her that from here on out he was her man.

What was she doing? And again. Maggie’s mind wanted her to push him off, but her body refused. As he kissed along her neck down the opening of her top, her heart raced. She wanted this. She couldn’t deny it, or him.

“Baby, you feel so good,” he mumbled against her skin. “I need to feel more of you.” He reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. She was left with no choice but to sit up and let the garment be yanked from her. And, any other time, she would have fought to cover her body, but the look Trevor gave her, full of undeniable lust stopped her actions.

“Up,” he demanded as he hooked his thumbs over her waistband of her jeans. She did as he wanted lifting her hips for him to pull her pants off. Once she felt the cold air hit her legs, it was as if her nerve endings came to life all over again.

“What’s this?” he said.

Dazed, she looked at him; his hand was in the front pocket of his jeans. Within seconds he pulled out the necklace he’d given her. She was about to make some sort of excuse about keeping it on her when she saw his eyes darken.

He then pounced on her. His body coming down on hers hard as he tried with all his might to mold them into one. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him.

Maggie felt him move his arm around her. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m putting this where it’s safe.” She was about to ask what he was talking about, but then saw him place the necklace on the nightstand. The sparkle of the pendant ignited something new inside of her. With all of her might, she flipped them over so Trevor was now on his back.

“Fuck yes,” he growled as he moved his hands upward to capture her breasts. “You look perfect from down here.”

She wasn’t about to argue with him. Instead, she ripped at his shirt, demanding it to come off. He pulled her to him as he sat up removing the offending material and throwing it over her head toward the door.

She didn’t know what came over her, but at this point, she didn’t care. All she wanted was to feel Trevor deep inside of her, and that’s exactly what was going to happen.

When had Maggie ever looked this beautiful? Trevor wracked his brain but soon gave up looking for an answer. This was the woman he’d fallen for. The feisty, take charge, doesn’t take crap from anyone Maggie. And right now, she was living up to that.

She scurried down his body hooking her fingers in his pants pulling them off in one swift move.

Holy shit, she was perfect.

Moving up his body she peeled down his boxers causing his member to spring forward. Without missing a beat, she wrapped her fingers around the base of him, squeezing tightly, causing a hiss to escape from him.

He was about to demand her to sink onto him when he felt the light touch of her tongue against the head. “Holy fuck!” His eyes rolled back into his skull as she enveloped him into her mouth. In all his life, he’d never felt something more perfect.

Too perfect.

He reached out with his hands to gently push her away when she decided to swallow. Instead of pushing her back he wrapped his fingers through her hair and prayed that he wouldn’t embarrass himself. “Maggie, I can’t…” he panted. “I can’t hold on. I need… to … be … inside of you,” he said through clenched teeth.

She released him with a pop before gazing into his eyes. “Then come get me.”

He snapped.

Within seconds he pushed her on her back, he ripped her panties from her body with one hand as he reached for the condom in his jeans with the other, quickly sheathing himself.

“You’re mine,” he announced before thrusting into her.

“Yes,” she moaned, as her head hit the back of the pillow. “More.”

“You want more?” he asked, before pulling out and thrusting back in. He lifted her legs to his shoulders as he maneuvered her for a better angle so he could work her fast and hard.

“Harder, Trevor,” she said looking at him. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were filled determination and lust. “I can handle it. Give it to me.”

Her words were enough to send him to the brink. Reaching between them he pinched her clit. Maggie clawed at his back as her orgasm rocked through her. Her velvet walls clenching around him caused him to lose all control. “Fuck!” He growled before stilling and spilling his seed deep inside of her.

He froze, panting as the world stopped around them.

Panic suddenly shot through him. He was worried Maggie would pull away, or demand him to leave like last time.

However, he was surprised when instead she pulled on his back, causing him to collapse onto her. She quickly rearranged their bodies so they were still intertwined, but more comfortable. After realizing kicking him out was the last thing she wanted he finally let his body relax with relief. He leaned forward kissing her with as much passion as he did the first time. This is exactly where he wanted to be.

Within seconds, Maggie was fast asleep. Trevor was not far behind her, his body growing heavy. He glanced at the end of the bed, when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye, catching his attention.

His eyes widened when he saw it was Pocket. He stared back at Trevor before starting his signature slow blink.