Lucrezia looked dumbstruck the moment she felt Maverick squeeze her behind.
She didn't even realise when her mouth hung open.
"Mav–" She tried to speak but was out of words, especially after what he had just told her.
"I've waited patiently enough, Lu." Maverick gripped her waist hard like he was trying to control himself. "You don't think I'll let this opportunity pass me by, do you?" He whispered into her ear, kissing her softly on her nape.
Lucrezia still remembered their last 'conversation' and something pooled between her legs, igniting an inexplicable sense of arousal in her.
She gripped his shoulders tighter, "We...could do this when we get home, Maverick." She tried to assure him, even though that statement didn't entirely come from her heart. She knew that was a very silly promise.
"But here..." She shook her head, looking to the door every now and then to see if anyone was coming.
But staring back at the man before her, Lucrezia knew he wasn't buying that.
