I was on my way to my fiancé's office, talking to him on the phone. "I can't believe you ditched me at the last moment and fled to New York."

Dane chuckled. "Don't make it sound like I have betrayed you and fled with some other girl."

I snarled. "But you know, it almost feels like it because it wasn't you who told me about your runaway adventure; it was your assistant Emily who told me."

Dane in his cool tone. "Yeah, I told Emily to inform you while I was leaving."

I yelled at him. "For your kind information, Emily didn't inform me. I was calling your number and when it went straight to voice for the tenth time, I called your office, and then she told me about your last-minute stunt."

Dane was quiet, and I checked if the call had ended but the call continued. I asked. "Are you there?"

Dane stammered. "Yeah, I am here."

I asked in anger. "Then why the fuck were you not responding?"

I recognized Dane was lost in thought due to his broken sentences. "Actually, I was wondering why Emily hadn't informed you when I specifically asked her to do it. Also, I am not able to connect with her now."

I shook my head. "Seriously, Dane, while talking to me, you are trying to connect with your assistant."

Dane is completely ignoring my anger and giggles. "Babe, there is only one week left for our wedding, it's time to be happy, not to throw fits on your poor fiancé."

I responded. "If one day I wake up and you tell me that you and Emily eloped, I swear I wouldn't surprise."

Dane laughed hard. "Yeah, but the only problem is that Emily is fifty years old. He treats me like her son."

I warned him. "If you won't stop laughing, I swear I'll cancel the damn wedding."

Dane stopped right away. "Okay, love, I won't laugh but would you..."

I interrupted him. "Yeah, I'll connect you with Emily when I get inside the office."

Dane kissed me on the call. "Alright, I am heading to take a shower."

After the call, I told my driver to drive fast because I was already late. For my dress appointment. After ten minutes of driving, I reached Dane's office. The moment I stepped on Dane's floor, my eyes landed on a guy sitting at Emily's place. His curled, sun kissed hair, broad lips, and chest were enough to flinch my core.

I was stuck at his perfectly toned body and fuck; he got tattoos on his neck and knuckles. I hesitantly walked towards him while looking right and left. He stood and smiled. Damn, don't you dare smile at me when I am already drooling at you. "You must be Miss. Ella."

I raised my brow. "Yeah, but who are you?"

I kind of bowed. "I am Maverick."

I nodded. "Alright, Maverick but I never see you in this office. Why?"

Maverick smiled again. "Because this is my first month here."

My curiosity grew stronger for him. "And what are you doing in Emily's place?"

Maverick's smile vanished and asked. "Oh, I thought you knew about her because everybody knows."

I raised my brow. "What do you mean?"

Maverick's shoulders slump. "Emily got a minor heart attack and today I am going to be with you for the dress."

I was taken aback, and I kept my hand at my heart. "Emily what? Does Dane know about this?"

Maverick shook his head. "I am afraid the boss doesn't know about her because mom asked me to fill her place until he comes back."

I squinted. "Mom?"

Maverick nodded. "Yeah, Emily is my mom."

I asked. "So, you are Dane's new assistant?"

Maverick shook his head. "Until comes back, but I work in the finance department, and this is the reason Mom forwarded this job to me because ultimately I was the one who cleared the payment."

I raised my hands in the air and sighed. "Yeah, you are a perfect fit for the finance but not for helping me select a dress."

Maverick crossed his arms against his broad chest. "How can you say this without even giving me a chance?"

I leaned in, kept my arms at the edge of the table, and made sure he had a good view of my cleavage. "Are you sure you can do it?"

His mouth dropped, but quickly he regained his senses and cleared his throat. "Yes, Miss Ella."

I never knew my name sounded this sensual or that it was Maverick who was making it sound so sexy. I finger-combed my hair and made a high bun before turning around. I heard him gasp and then curse when his eyes landed on my bare back, as I was wearing a backless frock.

When he was about to sit with a driver, I asked him to sit at the back with me. Maverick was taken aback but when I confidently lied, "I want you to look at my options before going into the boutique."

He nodded and came back with me. As he sat next to me, Maverick's Adam's apple was moving up and down. Initially, I kept my phone between us, making excuses to pick it up and then put it back, all while brushing my fingers against his hand.

I couldn't stop myself from going close to him when he removed his hand from the seat. I unlocked my tablet and began browsing through dresses. Maverick was staring out the window, and I couldn't help but wonder why he wasn't even looking at me.

Wherever I go, guys follow me, and this is how Dane has come into my life. Dane was the most eligible bachelor in Denver's business community. He lost himself and begged me to accept his proposal so why the hell is Maverick not showing his interest in me?

I tried one more trick to get close to him: I moved my tablet towards him and started taking his opinion on every dress. Maverick started showing his interest in dresses and I was impressed by his detailed observations about every dress. I moved so close to him that our thighs and shoulders were touching, and, on every turn, we were both slamming into each other.

This time Maverick didn't move away from me and all the way to the boutique, we exchanged heat by colliding our thighs and shoulders through clothes. Also, our fingers brush each other when swiping tablet photos. Maverick's eyes started to turn reddish but before he could say anything, we reached the boutique.

I showed the picture to the boutique guy of the dress that we had selected. When the boutique guy asked me to come into a changing room to try the dress, I stood up and went into the room. The dress seemed like a chandelier; it was not a single girl's job to wear. I took off my clothes and tried to climb into the dress from above but failed.

Despite my repeated attempts, I was unable to get into it. I moved the curtain aside and sneaked outside, keeping my shirt at my cleavage. I was wearing my bra and panties only. I found Maverick sitting on a couch. I tried to get his attention by waving at him. He didn't see so I called his name out loud.

Maverick was jolted by my loud voice and ran toward me. "What happened?"

I bite my bottom lip. "I need your help because this dress is not a one-man job to wear."

Maverick entered the changing room and the moment I dropped my shirt; he couldn't resist pinning me against the mirror. "What the fuck are you doing?"

I looked him in the eye. "What have I done?"

Maverick clenched his jaw. "Do you think I don't understand what you are trying to do?"

I smirked. "Tell me, Maverick, what exactly am I trying to do?"

Maverick opened his mouth to talk but when I started licking my lips while looking at him, he slipped his hand under my thigh, moved up my leg, and kept caressing my ass. Maverick, make sure my needy core is touching his swollen dick. I could feel his warm breath on my lips.

I kissed his chest through his shirt; Maverick warned me. "You are playing with fire, Miss Ella."

I stepped on my toe and licked his Adam's apple. "I don't care."

He cursed and crashed his lips over mine. The kiss was not soft; it was wild, aggressive, and rough. He was treating me like a punching bag, and I loved it. He immediately broke the kiss, and I asked. "What the hell?"

Maverick whispered. "I promised myself to kiss your both sets of lips if I get a chance in life."

I gasped. "What? We..."

Maverick put a finger on my lips and kissed over it. He winked and sat on his knees. He started kissing the confines of my panties and when I felt the moisture between my legs, he pulled it down and started licking the above nub of my pussy.

Maverick saw my panties wet and groaned. "Miss Ella, you are already wet for me."

Before I responded, he plunged his tongue inside my dark curls and started swirling it until I lost myself in his euphoric licking. The moment he started sucking, I moaned out loud. He caressed my ass so tight to remind me that we were in a boutique. I covered my mouth with both of my hands. If we were caught by anyone, Dane would kill him and call off the wedding.

The fear of getting caught thrills me more and I enjoyed his licking and sucking on my throbbing pussy. It felt like he was ruining me more than pleasing me. The way he is devouring my pussy Dane never does and what am I going to do if I need his touch, his kiss? Fuck, he is ruining me, and the best part is that I am letting him do that.

My muscles started to clench, and my body started to reach the crescendo of pleasure. My eyes were closed, my mouth was covered, and I was about to lose the balance as I was so near. Maverick was holding tight enough to prevent me from falling onto the floor while shuddering my desire down her throat.

I collapsed back on the mirror and Maverick made sure to consume every drop of my juice and then he stood up. My eyes were closed; he was holding me and burying his face between my globes to calm me down. His kisses on my half-popped globes made my breaths even more rough.

In my trembling voice. "You are not helping."

Maverick sighed, stepped back, and started looking all over my body. When I regained my normal breathing, he pointed at the dress. "Should we try this now?"

I nodded, and he picked me up and placed it in between the dress from above. I looked in a mirror and asked him to help me with laces and zips. I walked out of the room and the boutique guy clapped to see me in a dress. "It's perfect for you, Miss Ella."

I stopped for a moment and realized that when Maverick calls me Miss Ella, it is completely different from when the boutique guy calls me. Maverick makes me feel like a princess; he makes me feel like my name is the best in the whole world. I looked at Maverick. "What do you think?"

He smiled and nodded. "I think it was made for you, perfectly hugging your every curve."

Maverick didn't hesitate to share this comment with me, even in front of the boutique guy. I looked at the boutique guy to see if he noticed any heat between us or not. The boutique guy did the action of zipped his lips and threw the key away.

I smiled and told him to deliver the dress to Dane's. On my way out, I shoved heavy dollar bills in the boutique guy's jacket to keep his mouth shut. Maverick tried to hold my hand, but I pushed him away because my driver was loyal to Dane.

Maverick didn't like it, so he sat with a driver on the way back home. I asked the driver to drop me off at my place. He looked back. "But Mr. Dane told me to..."

I interrupted him. "Mathew, I need to pack some of my stuff so drop me at my place. You can pick me up after a few hours."

I called Dane while sitting at the back. "Yeah, love, I bought the dress."

Dane asked. "Did you enjoy shopping?"

I sighed. "I love the process of selecting my dress."

Maverick was taking some deep breaths when I was on call with Dane.

Dane asked. "Is Emily helpful?"

I cleared my throat. "Actually, there is something I need to tell you."

Then, I informed him about Emily and Maverick. Initially, he was upset that I had kept him in the dark, but over time, he came to understand why no one had informed him about the situation. Dane informed me that he would be arriving early tomorrow morning. It felt like I had to make amends with Maverick tonight.

I asked. "Can I take Maverick with me to my place to finalize the packing?

Dane responded. No problem, but sleep at my house so I can see you when I get home."

I ended the call, and Maverick was looking at me in a side mirror with flared nostrils. When we reached my place, I asked Maverick to come before climbing out of the car. I told the driver I would call him the moment I finished packing. When we got to my place, I pushed Maverick onto my couch. He looked the other way. "Miss Ella, what if anyone sees us? Please maintain the same level of distance as you did when exiting the boutique."

I sat on his dick and started moving up and down. I shoved down his coat and started unbuttoning his shirt. Maverick grunted. "Don't do this, Miss Ella."

I tossed his shirt on the floor while rocking my pussy over his dick. "You can do anything to me when we are alone, but the moment we step outside, I belong to Dane."

Maverick raised his brow. "So, this would be the dynamic of our relationship?"

I started feeling the erection while moving up and down. I whispered in his ear. "Yes, Maverick I am yours now." then I licked his earlobe.

Maverick asked. "Once it starts, then there will be no turning back, Miss Ella."

I bite on his lower lip. "Who is stopping you, Maverick? Kiss me, touch me, or you can fuck me."

He ripped my frock and panties. He unclasped my bra, and when my breast bounced out, he groaned. Maverick kissed each of my nipples until they were raw, and I begged him to stop sucking.

My place was echoed by my loud moans and Maverick's curses. He put me on a couch and stood up. I looked at him, so he responded. "You are so fucking greedy for me."

I licked my lips and nodded. He took off his pants and when his hard dick sprang out, my eyes widened to see the length of it. I gasped and he sensed my fear. Maverick asked. "You still wanna do this?"

I licked my lips. "I can't wait for you to slam this giant dick inside me and rock my world."

Maverick in his intense tone. "As you wish, Miss Ella."

Every time he calls me Miss Ella, I feel the heat between my thighs. Maverick is now pinning me to the couch as he begins to insert his dick into my wet core. The moment he put his dick inside my pussy, I closed my eyes and endured every moment of his dick slipping right into me.

Maverick was holding my ass while plunging his dick inside me. I resist initially but surrender soon because the pleasure I am getting is way more than the pain I am feeling. Once he was deep inside me, Maverick held the edge of the couch and started moving his ass against my core.

My screams echoed throughout the place as I felt his massive dick threaten to move my cervix with each plunge. But with each smack of his dick, an indescribable pleasure radiates within me. The thrill in my body is starting to get worse. I feel like my heart is going to explode. I was telling him that I was almost there, but I wasn't sure if my voice was getting through to him. Maverick asked. "Promise me you won't forget about me while in bed with Dane."

I was not able to respond. He threatened. "Miss Ella, if you are not going to respond, I will stop and leave you restless for my dick forever."

I opened my eyes and spoke with a shaky voice. "I will keep you in mind."

While shoving his dick inside me, he inquired. "When will you keep me in your mind?"

I sighed with heavy breaths. "When I'll be in bed with Dane."

The moment he said. "Good girl."

I screamed his name and released my white stream on his giant dick. I was about to release the remaining juice when I heard a loud roar and felt a hot, boiling gush of cum deep inside me. Maverick collapsed onto me, and we both stayed together for a while.

In the shower, Maverick gave me another intense orgasm. After which, I felt dizzy, but he gave me a painkiller, and then I rested for half an hour. I woke up and kissed him, then I picked up my phone. I asked the driver to come and pick up my stuff. After dropping off my stuff at Dane's.

I asked the driver to take me to the airport. Maverick was looking at me and I ignored him. I looked at the driver. "Give Mr. Maverick another car so that he can go home safely."

I looked at Maverick with indifferent eyes. "Can you drive?"

Maverick with his angry face. "I can go home by myself. Thank you, Miss Ella."

I didn't force him and simply nodded. "See you at the wedding."

Maverick's eyes bulged out with my tone. I looked at the driver. "You know the Dane's timing?"

He nodded, and then my car started to move away from Maverick. Maverick stood, his shoulders slumping. I didn't look back at him because I knew my heart would weep for going away from him.

Deep inside, I am waiting for our next encounter. I had to be harsh with him so that he would learn how to behave in front of others, as Dane is vicious. If he doubted even a bit, God knows what he would do to Maverick.

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