Maverick & Sutton - NSFW “What Happens In Vegas” (Patreon)

This one takes place the night before Rowan’s wedding, right after Maverick and Sutton first kissed in the pool in Vegas on her birthday.

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The journey from the rooftop pool back to our hotel room didn’t seem so far when we’d made our way up. Now, everything was different and keeping our hands off each other on the way towards the elevator proved to be an impossible task. I had never been as turned on in my entire life as I was the moment Maverick kissed me. I fought back every urge to rip his clothes off in the pool, and with his hands now planted so tightly around my waist, I thought I may just give up and have him right here in the hallway.

Maverick stopped in front of the elevator after smashing the button to pull me into another kiss. If our first kiss was hot, every short peck since has been increasing in temperature. None of it was enough, I needed more, I needed everything.

When the elevator finally reached the top floor and the doors opened, we stubbled inside, smashing buttons, barely pulling our lips away from each other. We crashed into the wall of the elevator as it started the slow descent.

“How many floors until ours?” My voice was quiet with almost no air behind it.

“About 20.”

I whined in response and he laughed, turning us so I was flush against the back of the elevator. “Don’t worry, I know how to fill up the time.” Mav’s lips found my neck and I sunk, letting him explore my skin as he pleased. My body was begging for friction as I felt his swimsuit brush against my leg. The tight, wet fabric clinging to his thighs didn’t leave much to the imagination, and my resolve was crumbling every second.

Since I’d met him, Maverick has always been impressively patient. I was the one who couldn’t be still and hated waiting. Right now, we were on the exact same page. His hands found their way to my hips, toying with the hem of my bikini bottom. He grazed my inner thigh, and I gasped. “Is this okay, sweetheart?” He mumbled into the dip in my neck.

“Yes, don’t stop,” I gasped again as his hand moved down the fabric of my panties. He wasted no more time, pushing them down enough to slide his hand in. I leaned my hips into him as his finger found my sensitive skin. My grip on his bicep tightened as he began to move.

Oh, it felt so good to finally have him exploring the parts of me I hadn’t shown him yet. So good, it almost made me forget where we were. “Wait, what if someone walks in?”

He kissed his way up my neck towards the back of my ear. “This elevator was hidden way in the back, it’s late, nobody will bother us.” One of his fingers traced along the entrance of my folds before plunging inside, eliciting moans from me already. His voice lowered, “besides, I don’t fucking care.”

As he pumped his finger in and out of me, I watched the floor numbers slowly go down. With each passing floor, he moved faster, driving me closer towards what I’d been craving all night. I was convinced now that Maverick was the sexiest man alive. Nobody I’d ever been with before had ever wanted me so badly they couldn’t even wait to get out of an elevator first.

My legs trembled under me thinking of what else the night might hold when those doors opened. Mav sank another finger inside me and the tension was building so high I could barely keep myself upright. He drew his face back toward mine, his lips finding me again. His tongue explored my mouth while his fingers worked magic around my core.

I was inching toward my peak when he pressed his forehead to mine and whispered, “come for me, sweetheart, please.” I was completely under his command as my body exploded with pleasure, letting his hands take me through each wave. I moaned into his kiss, grinding my hips against him as I came floating down. Once he pulled away, the elevator doors opened, and he led me out into the hallway.

Our wet clothes didn’t last long much longer after we got into the hotel room. Mav wasted no time peeling my bikini off my body, and exploring every inch of my flesh with his hands and lips.

With every move I made, I could feel his eyes studying me, trying to memorize every curve. Never in my life had I felt so desired, and knowing he’d been waiting for this moment as just as much as I had was exhilarating. I knew I had to show him that he had just as much of an effect on me as I did on him.

His wide, darkened eyes followed me down, down, all the way down to the floor. My hands trailed my path from his pecs, down across his chest, and to the edge of his waistband.

When his wet swimsuit dropped to the floor, I was stunned. Taking him slowly into my hands, I stopped for a moment to ponder what I was about to do, and how I was going to fit all of that anywhere.

I shook it off, and got to work. Teasing him at first, I licked up his shaft from the base, making a quick pass over his precum soaked tip. His fingers weaved into my hair, pulling it back and away from my face.

Hearing him sigh as I moved was making me more eager than before, and I picked up the pace. Wrapping my lips fully around him, I swirled my tongue as I took more of his length into my mouth.

He tugged at my hair, directing my gaze upward. “You look so pretty down there,” he sighed. “This is a view I could get used to.”

I smirked against his skin, bobbing back and forth as he guided me with his hand. His muscles tensed, tightening the grip he had on my hair as I moved faster. Hallowing my cheeks, I took him further and further as my nails dug into his thighs to steady myself.

Without warning, Maverick gently pulled me back, and I let my tongue linger before stopping. He smiled at me, “that was very good, sweetheart. Maybe a little too good.” After I rose back onto my feet, he gripped onto my ass and pulled me closer. “I’m just getting started with you.”

For a moment his lips captured mine again, his tongue swirling around my mouth while the taste of him lingered still. After turning us around, he pushed me back onto the bed, with me laughing the whole way down.

I laid down, watching his every movement as he pulled a condom out from the side of his duffle bag. Anticipation was pooling between my legs as he slowly opened it and slid the rubber down his length.

When he was done, Maverick crawled over me onto the bed. He nudged his knee in between my legs, and pressed his weight against me. Warm breath coated my skin while his lips planted kisses up my neck and across my breasts.

His voice was low, with his mouth still pressed against my body. “Tell me how you want it.”

My head was swimming, I could barely focus on what he was saying. “What?”

Maverick pulled himself up, hovering over me, and took my chin between his fingers. “Sweetheart, I’m planning on fucking you every way I can think of from now until the sun comes up. So tell me what you want first.”

Oh my god. I couldn’t even find the words to speak anymore, I was so overwhelmed by him. He smirked, knowing he had rendered me speechless and senseless.

His fingers traced along my inner thigh, leaving goosebumps across my skin in their wake. “I can lay you down and look you in the eyes while I take you nice and slow…”

His hand paused as he leaned closer to my ear. “Or I can flip you over and drill into you hard and fast. Your choice.”

I swallowed hard, and the mass in my throat made its way down into my chest. As my heart rate spiked into dangerous levels, I nodded.

Without another second to spare, I was on my stomach. Mav knelt behind me and gripped onto my hips, pulling me back against him. He rocked slowly, grinding his hard cock against my molten center. I felt dizzy, completely drunk with desire.

I nearly swallowed my own tongue from crying out when I felt him drive into me. My knees began to buckle as he filled me completely. He felt so, so good. I’d had sex plenty of times before, but nothing ever like this. Maybe it was the anticipation, or maybe it was just Maverick.

Mav was holding my hips high as he pounded into me, the angle hitting me just in the right spot that I knew I was almost a goner. He sighed, “you drive me so fucking crazy, sweetheart. The way you feel, the sounds you make…”

His voice trailed off as the room filled up with the sounds of our pleasure and our bodies colliding over and over. After being so worked up in the elevator, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I could tell Mav was close, too, by how eager he was to get me into the bed.

My knees were growing weak holding myself up through Maverick’s repeated pumping. He groaned, reaching for my hair and it pulling backward. “Be a good girl and cum again for me?” Jesus Christ.

The jerking motion of my hair lifted me slightly up off the bed, just as Maverick slammed into the perfect spot to push me towards my peak. The pressure crashed into me like a tidal wave, and I burst. My voice failed me, letting out a croaked, desperate sound as he made me see stars. He gripped tightly onto my hips, holding me against him as he found his own release.

I fell forward, finally giving my knees and my body a rest. After disposing of the condom, Maverick laid beside me, and pushed my sweaty, sticky hair off my face. He leaned down to kiss my forehead as I caught my breath. He chuckled against my skin, “do you wanna order some room service? I’ll give you a bit of a break, but I meant it when I said I’m keeping you up until morning.”

I laughed, breathless, rolling onto my back. “Cheese fries sound really good right about now.”

He let out a roaring laugh before turning away to pull the hotel phone on the nightstand closer to him. “Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

As he dialed and picked up the phone, I watched all of the muscles in his back twitch with every movement. He was like a work of art, and it’s dawned on me how blind I’d been until now, and how lucky I was to be the one he wanted. So I really hoped he meant what he said, because there was no going back to the way things were before.