All the actions so quickly followed after one another that Lucrezia barely even had time to think.
One second, his lips were on hers. The next, he had ripped her T-shirt and before long, he had raised her left leg and was going for her leggings, pulling them from her hips.
Her brain tried to resist but it was foolish. Her strength was nothing compared to Maverick's.
The kiss was more ferocious and darker that the last one they had as he dipped his tongue into hers and she didn't even have a choice but to follow along.
An ache between her legs rushed like waves and before she knew it, her other leg was lifting by itself to his hip for better anchor and easier access to taking off her leggings.
Maverick did not waste this wonderful opportunity as he helped her up, letting both legs settle around his hip before he grabbed the leggings he had managed to take halfway down her bum and in a swift motion, he swiped it away along with her panties to slide down her laps.
