All thoughts evaporated when Maverick’s tongue slid against mine. I lifted my hands and threaded them into his thick silky hair thrusting my tongue into the warmth of his mouth.

He growled and lifted me off my feet. I held his neck and encircled his waist with my legs as he carried me over to the desk. He lowered me to sit before he swept everything off the surface with one swoop of his arm.

The sound of objects landing with a thud on the carpet was lost on us when his hands opened my legs and he stepped between them.

All the anger I had felt before was gone. All I wanted was him. Any way I could have him.

It was an attraction that superseded everything else. Nothing else mattered.

His mouth on was back on mine as I lifted his shirt and he moved to remove it over his head. My hands explored the tight muscles across his chest and abdomen. He was perfect, he took my breath away.

His hands lifted my shirt and then he undid my bra. It slacked and he slid one side off and then the other. I discarded it. Our eyes held.

The air between us was thick with want. I wanted to feel his strong hands on my skin. I needed it more than the breath in my lungs. My skin tingled under the intensity of his gaze.

Impatience made my hands reach to undo the buttons of his jeans, he removed them before I stood to remove my jeans and underwear.

I stood in front of him while his gaze took in my nakedness. Desire darkened his gaze and his hands went to my waist to lift me onto the desk. His mouth found mine. I sighed as he kissed me. I lifted my hand to touch his jaw, the slight stubble rubbed against my fingers.

He deepened the kiss, and I groaned, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down to me.

His hands rested on my thighs, pushing them wider. He freed himself from his boxers, and he pushed into me in one swift hard thrust. I gasped as he filled me to the hilt.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. He moved me to the edge of the desk and began to move in me. His eyes fierce as I panted. His movements faster, building us to the edge of ecstasy.

My lips slightly part as I lent back holding myself steady with my hands flatted to the desk and he lifted my hips with each thrust into me. His fingers dug into me as the intensity grew. The feeling was indescribable.

The only thing that mattered was what he was doing to me. It’s all I wanted, nothing else. The sensation from his touch set me on fire.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, like he needed me to say it to him. So I did.

“I’m yours,” I whispered, meaning every word of it.

In that moment, I would have told him anything. He had absolute control over me. It was something that scared me when we weren’t together but in the moment, it didn’t. We were as close as two people could be.

It was only the two of us. There was no past, no trauma. No anger, only touch and need that superseded everything else.

I was getting closer, my skin tightened and I tilted my head back gasping. His hand moved to tweak my nipple and the sensation swept through me. I held on tightly with my legs as he thrust into me hard.

Then I exploded, and I swear I saw stars. It was the closest I had ever felt to heaven. He grunted as he held my hips, joining our bodies as close as possible. His eyes briefly closed as he shuddered. His hands would leave bruises but I didn’t care, the only thing that mattered was the orgasm pulsing through me.

He pulled me to kiss me and I held onto him, our bodies still joined. Our breathing heavy, sweat intermingled.

My body felt like liquid as I tried to catch my breath. I felt the warmth of Maverick’s breath against my collar bone.

“Mine,” he said softly, brushing his lips against my skin.

His possessive tone vibrated through me. I didn’t hate. In fact, I loved it. I wanted to be his, in the same way he was mine.

“Mine,” I repeated.

“Forever,” he confirmed lifting his head for our eyes to hold.

He lowered his mouth to kiss me lightly.

He made me feel things I never thought I would. It was only after we began to redress and clean up the desk did the reality of his power of me hit me. I didn’t like it.

Remembering the reason I had stormed in to confront him returned. How did he do that? How did he make me forget everything else but him? Was I that weak? Or was it our connection that made it impossible to think of anything else when he was close?

“I’m still mad Maverick,” I told him as I straightened up from picking up book that had fallen to the floor.

“Was that anger I felt?” he smiled and I glared at him.

“When you touch me I can’t think of anything else but you.” I was so honest it scared me.

His smile flattened, his expression serious. “Same.”

At least I wasn’t alone, but it still didn’t help that I was so weak when it came to him. How was I supposed to hold my own against him when my resistance crumbled the moment when he touched me?

“I was angry that you organized the training without even mentioning it to me.” I stood with my hands on my hips, determined to finish the conversation we had started before things had gotten heated.

I couldn’t look at the desk without remembering how he had taken me on it. My cheeks heated and I swallowed.

He made me think about sex more than I ever had before, I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone. I would have thought by now I would have gotten enough of him but that wasn’t the case. If I had my way we wouldn’t leave the bedroom at all.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I left early and you were still sleeping.”

His explanation was reasonable but my emotions weren’t.

“I don’t like being ordered around Maverick,” I stated.

I needed to hold onto some sort of independence. Allowing him to dominate me totally would smother me and I couldn’t allow that to happen, no matter what we meant to each other.

He sighed and walked up to me. “It wasn’t about bossing you around. It would be prudent to ensure you knew some basics about defending yourself. Especially with the current situation.”

I bit my lip not liking the reminder of the danger I was in and by association Maverick and the pack.

“Is that so unreasonable?” he cocked his head to study me.

I shook my head, hating that I felt like I had over reacted.

“Jackson is very good at what he does.”

He reached for my hand and pulled me up so he could put his arms around me. I sighed as I leaned my head against his chest. I breathed I deep feeling his scent and touch ease my high emotions.

He kissed the top of my head.

“This is about ensuring you have a fighting chance if you end up in a dangerous situation. I intend to keep you safe Victoria and this is just a precaution.”

I hugged him. As much as he didn’t want anything bad to happen to me, I felt that same way about him.

He pulled back and I stared up to him. “Will you at least give it a chance?”

I nodded.

He bent to drop a kiss to my lips. “I have to get back to going through some leads.”

I sighed as I left to find Jackson.

I had gone to the study to show Maverick I would not be pushed around and in moments I had succumbed to my baser instincts and allowed him to take me on the desk.

Lark gave me directions to where I could find Jackson. It was a building that housed a room with a gym mat. I felt a moment of apprehensiveness. This wasn’t something I was comfortable with but I was going to at least give it a try.