#f2f: maverick mason

[owenepierce]

distraction | owen & maverick

With Sam and Violet busying themselves putting care packages together for everyone coming back from the field trip, Owen was in dire need of something or someone to preoccupy him. He wasn't a pro in the kitchen by any means, and he likely never would be. So, with Sam's permission, he descended from their penthouse to the Dominant's wing and found his way to Maverick Mason, the new, especially hunky, super-almost famous stud who had shown up pretty recently. He reckoned Maverick needed to be preoccupied, too, so in this way, Owen felt perfectly useful. He was doing what he was best at, anyway. Dressed in pale blue, tight-fitted jeans, and a light pink t-shirt, he knocked on the door and quickly got to his knees, a giddy little smirk gracing his features from the sheer anticipation of what the afternoon would have in store for him. @dommavmason

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Veronica marveled as Maverick employed his ample strength and dexterity to expertly flip her over and start pounding her relentlessly from above. The angle was perfect - almost as perfect as the view of his handsome face, his bulging, powerful body flexed hard as he took what she all too willingly gave him. Veronica let out a loud cry as Maverick pounded into her with renewed vigor, tightening her grip on any part of him she could reach and holding on for dear life. She could feel herself teetering on the edge of an orgasm, her body already tensing up in anticipation. She collapsed back when he shifted her again, draping her long, tan legs over his powerful shoulders to pound her from a new, equally exhilarating angle. Her eyes were heavy, moans falling from her lips at the vision he made, his powerfully muscular pecs breaking a sweat from how hard he was taking her. He was verging closer, bending her flexible little body in half with the weight of his bulging frame and the force of his insistent thrusts. He was grunting nearly in her face, and she'd never in her life felt so owned nor so happy to be so. She loved that he was so forceful with her, bringing her to the brink like this, and she couldn't help but cry out again as he smacked her cheek. It stung just enough to send a thrill through her, adding to the intensity of the moment - and may have even awoken a new kink she hadn't considered before. No man had ever dared to get this rough with her, and now...she felt like she'd never be fully satisfied if they didn't. "Yes…oh yes," she moaned, feeling the orgasm begin to build deep inside her. "I'm going to come…I'm going…to…" And then it hit her like a freight train, the pleasure exploding throughout her entire body as she screamed his name, her back arching off the bed. Veronica's moans turned into screams of pleasure as Maverick's words sent her over the edge once again. She was so lost in ecstasy that she barely registered his vulgar language, instead focusing on the feeling of his thick cock inside her as it continued to piston into her at a dazzling pace. "Oh my god, yes!" she screamed as he hit a particularly sweet spot inside her, causing her to convulse around him. She clung to him tightly, raking her nails down his thick, broad back as she writhed beneath him, every nerve in her body on fire with pleasure. With one final, violent thrust, Maverick buried himself deep inside her and erupted, his hot cum coating her walls as she gasped and whimpered with each pulse. "Fuck...fuck...Daddy...oh my God..." Veronica babbled, kissing his mouth rather uselessly as they panted in tandem, both coming down from the highest of highs.

He scattered breaths and drawn out words let him know that she was completely engulfed in him. In this moment you could see the bulge of his veins in his hands as he kept his grip tightly around her neck. It’s yours — her confirmation was all the more motivation he needed to finish what he started. Right now in this moment, Veronica was all that mattered. His grip stayed on her neck and he used all the raw and rough energy he could muster in his body to do exactly what she said, take what was HIS. Releasing his hand from her neck so she could speak once again reveling in every needy word that came out of her perfect mouth. “Ooh god baby… I will fuck this perfect pussy every day if you let me. You won’t be able to walk, ever…” his voice has a glowing growling under tone as he decided for his last push he would lift up her legs, rolling her onto her lower back and plowing himself directly into her from above. He could tell she was close and he was ready to take full advantage of that once again tonight. Her legs up on his shoulders while he railed his member into her, he began to moan with pleasure, the sweat glistening on his face and pecs. He had her pressed nearly completely in half, his face close to hers, he took his hand and smacked her cheek, not hard enough to leave a mark but hard enough that anyone with a pain kink would surely find satisfying. “Such a good fucking girl…” he said through the smack, “Come all over Daddy’s cock. Show me just how good of a submissive you can be.” He was eager now and knew that it was only a few more pumps until she utterly and completely reached the point of orgasm for him the second time tonight. “Fuck!” He released his quick paced, fuck like a rabbit style speed, willing her over the edge.

[veronicalodgeswitch]

let me teach ya | maverick & veronica

If there was one thing Veronica appreciated in a Dominant, it was clarity - and Maverick Mason, the hunky, B-List, heartthrob who'd just shown up, left her with no questions. She knew what he wanted when he wanted and how he wanted it, and Veronica was perfectly prepared to provide, assuming he kept impressing her at the rate he was. Veronica's long, silky black hair was pinned back to reveal a pretty, skimpy, lacy little black dress with matching high heels accentuating her long, tan legs. Finding Maverick's suite, Veronica eyed a nearby clock and was satisfied that she'd made it right on time. She wanted to be impressed, but perhaps even more than that, she wanted to impress, and punctuality was part of the package she knew she could deliver. Knocking on his door, she sat back on her heels and waited (not so) patiently for him to make his appearance. She braced herself. If he looked half as good as he did in photos, she knew she'd swoon embarrassingly easy...but then again, maybe that's what he wanted. He seemed the type to enjoy the attention... @dommavmason

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Veronica moaned in pleasure as she felt Maverick's lips on her neck and his nails digging into her skin. She was enjoying every moment of it, feeling alive and powerful as a submissive under his command. Veronica moaned even louder at the roughness of his approach, writhing underneath him as he pounded into her. She loved it when a man took control and left his mark on her, and Maverick was certainly doing that in spades. She could feel the tension building inside her and the desire to please him growing stronger. When he flipped her over, she arched her back and let out a loud moan, allowing him to take charge completely, loving that display of utter masculine strength and how she felt so fucking little, considering how easily he threw her around. The grip on her throat only made her feel more alive, and the way he demanded she tell everyone who she belonged to thrilled her to no end. She looked him in the eye, her breathing ragged and her skin slick with sweat. "It's yours," she gasped out, holding his gaze. "This pussy belongs to you, Sir All...yours." Veronica moaned loudly at Maverick's words, arching her back and clutching at his broad shoulders. "Yes, yes…take what's yours, Daddy - please," she begged as if he wasn't doing that already, reveling in the raw sexual energy between them. She loved feeling wanted and desired, and she knew that Maverick could give her exactly what she needed - he'd more than proven that already. She'd been fucked well in the past, but there was something about him that just pushed all of her buttons, lighting her up like a Christmas tree. She felt like she was on fire, consumed by waves of pleasure building higher and higher. All she wanted was more. "I'm fucking addicted to you, Maverick Mason. Don't...ever...stop fucking me like this. Fucking need this cock filling up my cunt every fucking...day, fuck. You're so strong and just...oooh, God, I'm close..." She wasn't one to ramble like this, but Maverick really made her feel practically giddy with how well he fucked her, and that giddiness was quickly turning to uncharacteristic desperation, egged on by how close she was. "Make me cum on your thick, perfect cock, Sir - please!"

The way Veronica worshiped his body built a fire inside of him, this craving for her that would only become subdued with her touch. Placing sloppy kisses down her neck and breasts before sucking heavily at her collarbone being sure to leave a hickey — Maverick wanted the school to know that he had managed to dominate the Veronica Lodge, like no one else. He had to admit that she was right though, she was a Queen. And she was doing everything right. The kind of submissive who treated him with A+ service while taking him fully and completely the way he desired. The nibbles on his earlobe sending another wave of shivers down his already nail marked back. The intense burn of her nails leaving intentional marks on his skin made him clench his jaw until the pain turned to pleasure. “Gah…You’re so fucking sexy,” he moaned in pleasure not wanting to waste another second, he took his hand to her lower back and flipped her down onto her back leaving himself inside of her while they repositioned. Taking her whole body for his own he railed himself into her repeatedly every inch drowning deeper into her pussy. “You want to leave marks on my back? You want to show off that hickey?” He gripped her throat while he spoke, “Then you’re going to tell everyone who this pussy belongs to.” He declared, choking her harder and forcing himself strongly into her quickly. “Say it. Whose pussy is this?” Maverick was going to make sure that she would never forget the night that they first fucked.

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Veronica felt a shiver run down her spine as Maverick caressed her face, his words causing her heart to flutter. "I have no doubt you'll take good care of me, stud," she purred, her own fingers trailing down the hard planes of his chest. She couldn't help but admire his muscular form, feeling a twinge of desire reignite in the pit of her stomach. "And as for Daddy," she smirked, "he'll have no choice but to see how happy you make his precious daughter...if we get that far, obviously." She leaned in closer to him, her voice low and husky. "But enough about him. Right now, I just want you. All of you. Again." Her lips met his once more, giggling as she kissed him, her body pressing eagerly against his as she allowed herself to be lost in the moment. Veronica shuddered with desire as she ran her fingers over Mav's chiseled abs, admiring the way his body responded to her touch. As they made out, she couldn't resist tracing the outline of his biceps, reveling in the sensation of his strong arms enveloping her tiny, curvy frame.

Mav let himself have a boost of confidence at the idea that Veronica’s father would be proud to see her with him, returning a smile back to her in-kind. “Mhm,” he nodded, “Well we can cross that bridge when we get there. And although all the whisperings I hear is that your father is quite the man around here…I won’t let that scare me away from you Veronica.” Hiram Lodge had a large resume around town and of course even his own father had a connection to him. The thought of having to prove him that he was enough of a Dom to take care of his little girl was in the back of his mind, but there was nothing he could do. The only thing he could do was act in the moment and what he felt was that he wanted to see where this went with Veronica and he wouldn’t be intimidated by her father. (At least not yet) — Perking up his eye brows wondering if she would finish her sentence at what she wanted, pressing a kiss back onto her lips as he was pulled in closer. “I want you too,” he admitted letting the moment take him in. His muscles flex under her touch and he took the time to show off a bit, his chest puffing out for her to enjoy. Mav enjoyed how much she admired his figure but there was more to her than just a switch with a brain for sex, she was smart and it kept him on his toes. “I’ll take such good care of you Princess. As long as you let me,” his fingers ran softly along her cheek caressing her features with every touch he was memorizing her, she would be in his head forever.

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That handsome, cocky smirk had her swooning almost as much as his body did, especially with him purposefully pumping himself up like that for her benefit. A reverent fell from parted lips as she leaned back and first took in the vision he made. "God...you're so strong." She moaned, reaching out and raking her nails up the pumped, muscled shelf of his chest, loving how hard and manly he felt and looked, showing off for her the way he was. Collapsing against him, arching into his frame as he tweaked at her nipples, Veronica draped herself over Maverick, reaching back to run her hands up and down his broad, muscular back, tracing the impressive definition, his skin hard, taut and searing under her worshipful touch. "Insane, hmm?" She giggled, leaning accomodatively so he could kiss her wherever he pleased. He could even litter her neck with hickies at this point, and she'd thank him - she wanted everyone to ask her about this after they were through. "You're one to talk..." She finished with a gasping moan as he leaned back and really showed off. With his hands behind his head, she had full access to his chest, and she wasted no time in running her hands over his hard pecs and teasing his nipples. She pounced on him like a bitch in heat, diving in and littering his chest with open-mouthed, hot kisses while her hands roamed up and gripped at his flexed biceps. She went at it for a good few moments, leaving glistening spots of saliva from her tongue in her worshipful wake. Making her way up to his lips again, she leaned in, teasingly dodging his mouth, and whispered in his ear, "I'm sure I'm not the first girl who goes weak in the knees for this body of yours, stud." She nibbled on his earlobe playfully, whispering again, "...but the difference between a one-of-a-kind hunk like you, being worshipped by groupies and fangirls, is substantial compared to the treatment I can provide. It takes a queen to service a king the way he deserves. So yes...I'm weak for you, but I'm several degrees above 'cute.'" She moved in, raking her nails down his back, actively intending to leave marks - all the better for the next lucky girl who wound up under Maverick to see as a reminder that she'd never compare to Veronica fucking Lodge. Smirking, she closed the distance between them once more, kissing him hungrily, their tongue dancing in the space between their panting mouths; all the while, she swiveled her hips, driving his cock deeper inside her as she rode him hard with an air of unmistakable expertise.

Taking the compliment in stride he nodded with a half smirk that grew across his face. He puffed out his chest for her to enjoy, his pecs nearly doubling in size when he did. She whispers in his ear and it sends shivers down his spine, the heat sensation wrapping his skin like fire. Mav’s hands working separately, one teasing at her nipple and the other reaching up her back and playfully pulling at the nape of her neck his fingers intertwining in her hair and pulling it back to reveal her neck for him to place kisses and suck on. “Oohh Princess, you feel insane,” he moaned, his voice thick and grainy from the pleasure. He knew that she viewed him sexier the more poignant his muscles were so he released his fingers and placed both of his hands behind his head, flexing his biceps and chest fully for her- completely releasing his control and letting her do all the work. “Look at you, so weak for me, it’s cute.” He teased playfully with a wink.

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Veronica laughed softly at Maverick's suggestion, her body tingling with pleasure at his words and the feel of his lips on her skin. "Let it never be said that you aren't bold, Sir," she said breathlessly, sliding her hands sensuously up and down his sculpted, bulging chest. "But I like that in a man." She leaned back slightly, teasingly running her fingertips along his waistline. "Mmm, well, if you insist, stud." She giggled as if he were asking some great favor of her when riding him until they were both too exhausted to speak in full sentences wasn't all she could think of doing. With a playful wink, Veronica straddled him once again, positioning herself just right before lowering herself onto his thick length with a drawn-out moan as his rod filled her heat as snugly as it did before. "Fuck, you feel so good inside me," she whispers in his ear before she starts riding him, slowly at first but picking up speed as she feels the tension build between them both. Veronica inclinedff her head and gazes down at him through her lashes as she bounced away. With every lift and fall, her arousal mounted. Running her hands over his pecs and then up to his shoulders and down the length of his arms, squeezing pointedly at his biceps, all to feel those impressive muscles bulge under her touch. "God, you make me so...so fucking hot, Sir."

Having a romantic claim wasn’t something he thought he would be capable of having when he first came to Stonewall but he could see himself possibly claiming Veronica romantically and anyone else for them together. Sure thinking of the future was a bold step but the thought was there now. “If we get that far, I’ll absolutely prove it to him,” Maverick confirmed. Not quite ready to take Hiram on just yet but at least they were moving past the subject. Now finding himself distracted again as she leaned closer into him, her scent finding its way to his nose willing him to do more. He was ready to go again too, one time simply wasn’t enough. Smirking into her kiss, he let his hands roam freely down her body. His fingers running down her back as she straddled him once more, his lips now kissing her neck and sucking at her collar bone. He could feel her pussy on him still wet from their contact, “I think if you want me so bad you should ride me.”

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Veronica grinned smugly, feeling a rush of satisfaction at his words. "I always aim to exceed expectations, especially when it comes to pleasing men who succeed in getting me as wet as you do, Daddy," she said with a sultry purr, trailing her lips down his neck to leave a mark. "Oh, don't worry about my image," she added, lifting her head to meet his gaze. "I can handle whatever slander anyone tries to throw my way. Besides, I think it's time the world sees just how good I can be with the right Dominant." She winked playfully at him before leaning in to capture his lips in another fiery kiss. "By submitting publicly, I'm showing the world what kind of Dominant people need to aspire to be if they want to stand a chance at having someone of my caliber." Veronica drawled sweetly, thumbing at Maverick's chin affectionately. "My family is very pro-system, and I'm in line to take over our legacy, along with my twin brother, Roman. He's as dominant as they come, so he's already set that example to the world. I can set the opposite example and showcase perfect submission...but only to a Dominant who deserves it." Veronica leaned in, nipping at Maverick's bottom lip, her hands smoothing down his big chest. "And you've more than proven yourself, Sir."

“I’m happy to say that you exceeded all expectations by miles,” he replied, the edges of his mouth forming a smirk. She hyped herself up quite a bit and he was glad she was able to back up her promises. “Of course you’re not surprised. It’s sexy when a woman knows her worth.” Her playful wink only egging him on more. “Ahh,” he nodded, “So that’s the reward, huh? You want your Daddy to carry you around and show everyone just what a good girl you can be with the right Dominate? That won’t tarnish your image too much will it?” his eyebrow quirked playfully at her. Making out with her was natural, their fiery kisses only taking each other more with every touch of their skin.

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Veronica couldn't help swooning at how effortlessly Maverick scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. She sighed once she was where he wanted her and scrambled to follow his commands, getting down on her knees and positioning herself exactly as he wanted her to. When Maverick smacked her ass once more, she let out a soft whimper, shaking it teasingly back at him before feeling him enter her slowly. As he went deeper and deeper, she couldn't help but let out moan after moan of pure pleasure. "Oh, fuck," she groaned, arching her back even more to give him better access. She loved it rough, loved feeling his strong hands on her body, loved the way he, unlike so many others, didn't treat her like she was this fragile, breakable little princess. He thought better of her - or maybe he didn't and just didn't care. Either way, Veronica was in heaven. Her grip tightened on the sheets as she braced herself for each thrust, meeting him with equal force. "Yes, harder, Sir," she moaned as he began to pick up the pace. She reached back with her hands, reaching for any part of him she could touch, her back arching prettily in the process, urging him to pound into her as hard as he could. "Oh my god, you feel so good," Veronica gasped, her voice choked and hitched in pleasure.

“Damn right it is,” the Dominate confirmed to her. In this moment, her entire body was his to do whatever he wanted with. The second reply let out through the moans that crossed her lips left nothing to be questioned, he knew he couldn’t resist being inside of her any longer. Reaching down to grab both sides of her waist he got her up onto her feet before he tossed her onto the bed, “On your knees, face down on the pillow and arch your back.” He ordered the Switch up into the best stance for him to see the red marks still left on her ass while he fucked her senseless. Knowing she was wet for him, needy for him, ready to take everything he had made his tool so hard it throbbed. Climbing up on the bed behind her, he smacked her beauty of an ass one more time for good measure before sliding himself into her slowly allowing for her to adjust to his size. “Fuckkk,” he groaned as he eventually felt his balls hit her cheeks as he entered all the way.

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Her eyes lit up, excitement threatening to overwhelm her as she arched prettily over the man's lap. He was saying all the right things: praising her, calling her a good girl and 'baby' - all things that she probably wouldn't admit out loud but actually turned her on to no end. Veronica let out a moan as his hand connected with her skin again, sending waves of pleasure through her. She was wet and ready for him, her body practically begging to be taken. As he ran his hand down to her wet folds, Veronica couldn't contain her pleasure and let out a deep moan. "Mmmm… It's yours." Veronica whispered seductively, her body trembling under his touch, her lips parting in another moan as she watched him taste her off his skilled digits. "I'm all yours, Sir," she added, letting out a hitched scream at that final spanking, arching her back, her sore, reddened ass chasing his retracting palm, inviting him to do whatever he wanted with her. She could feel his hard cock poking at her stomach, serving as a reminder of what she wanted buried inside her sooner rather than later.

“Absolutely I do,” he confirmed as he watched her wrap her mouth around her laced panties. “That’s a good girl,” Maverick praised when she followed his instructions. He loved a submissive who was willing to behave without punishment.m to do so. “I’m just getting started baby…” he growled out the final word with another harsh smack to her pink skin. With every continuous smack he got harder and more aggressive with the only goal to have her ass imprinted with his hand in a solid red and purple form. Taking his non-dominate hand he wrapped it over her mouth holding the laced undergarment in her mouth not allowing to say another word. Taking a moment away from her sweet ass her ran his hand down to her wet folds feeling how much excitement had built up for her. “Mmmm…” he moaned as his fingers came up dripping, tasting her before laying one final saliva laced hand to her skin that was sure to leave her sore. Her took the panties out of her mouth and tossed them aside, “Now tell me, who does this fucking ass belong to?” He questioned aggressively.

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"Miss Perfection Personified..." Veronica mused playfully as she sauntered down the hall, Maverick close behind her. "...I should have that embroidered on a pillow." She laughed dryly, smirking at him over her shoulder. "Perfect. We'll learn more about each other without words, anyway." Once they arrived at the room in question, Veronica stood to the side and watched appreciatively as Maverick took his seat in a chair resembling a throne more than anything else - which was fitting, if she was honest. Wetting her lips, Veronica hummed and stepped forward, her heels clicking deliberately across the polished wood floor until she was squared before him. "Yes, Sir." She finally uttered, reaching for one strap and then the next before sliding it down the length of her petite form. It pooled at her ankles, leaving her clad in nothing but a very BDSM-esque bra and pantie set comprised of strikingly deep-purple ribbons paired with transparent lace that left little to the imagination. Veronica set her manicured hand on her hip and smirked knowingly. "Well? What do we think, handsome?"

"Big talk. Let's see if you can back it up Miss Perfection Personified..." he trailed off sarcastically. Maverick shook his head, "I know you like deep purple, you know I like black. There, small talk over." He proceeded as they entered his playroom. "We both know what we want I don't need to both with any of that." He didn't want to bother talking when he didn't have to. He knew he wanted to make Veronica submit and the challenge made it all the more exciting to him. He sat down on his black velvet armless chair, legs spread and hands resting on the inside of his thighs. "Liking it so far," he confirmed for her looking her up and down as she faced him. She was right, that black dress she had on was something to look at on it's own but her inside of it was what made it. "Strip." He instructed firmly as he got more comfortable in his chair. "Let me see that purple set I know you've got on under there."

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Veronica's pulse hitched as Maverick's strong hands took hold of her slender waist. There was a note of possession in his touch that she couldn't deny drove her wild. She arched her back, barring her neck to him as his lips met her skin. "Perfection personified, remember?" Veronica whispered, her voice a little breathless from their close proximity alone. Settling in his lap for one more moment, just to rut herself over his bulge, Veronica finally relented and complied. She lifted herself off his lap and moved back, gliding gracefully to her knees to stare adoringly up at the gorgeous, throned Dominant - looking like the king she had every intention of treating him as. She watched, batting her lashes sweetly as he dropped his pants, his briefs dipping down to hook under his full balls. Veronica's lips parted into a perfect 'o' as she took in his size. Even semi-hard, he was impressive. "Yes, Sir. With pleasure." She responded breathlessly, sitting up on her knees, bracing both hands on his solid thighs before catching the head of his cock between her lips and taking him into the heat of her mouth. One hand remained on his thigh while the other gripped his hardness at its base, holding him upright as she sucked. She kept her eyes dutifully trained up at him, visually devouring his form as it towered over her. God, he was sexy. Her own arousal was dampening her panties as she sucked, but her focus for the moment was on Maverick and Maverick alone. She stroked and sucked at his cock in perfect rhythm, moaning along as she went until he was rock-hard and throbbing against her tongue - and even then, she didn't relent. He'd have to yank her off by the hair if he wanted her to slow down.

As she wrapped her perfectly toned legs around his thick thighs he could feel himself hardening up under her pressure, something about the woman's body mixed with their playful banter made him hungry for everything she had. Listening closely to her limits he kept his eyes glued on hers while his hands naturally found themselves settled on her waist playing with the hem of her panties. As she finished he pressed his lips to her collar bone, his lips forming a proud smirk as she asked for him. "That's a good girl using your manners," Mav confirmed. "Get on your knees," he instructed. As she got off of him he stood up unbuttoning his pants and letting them fall to his feet, before he then pulled his semi-soft member out of his briefs, "Suck my cock and prove to me exaclty why you should have the pleasure of having me inside you."

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Knelt prettily underneath him, Veronica had the best seat in the house. His broad chest stood out impressively from the rest of his toned, muscular build, so much so that she had to preen back slightly to catch his eyes boring hotly into hers. She gave an appreciative moan against his shaft once he started working his shirt open, lust flashing across her expression with every button and inch of taut, chiseled skin he revealed. The little strip show only spurred her on, making her slurp sluttily at his length, making a mess of her pretty face that mounted when he threw his shirt entirely open to show off his body. "Ooh, fuck..." Veronica gasped out, jerking him desperately over her face. "Mmm, someone's a show-off. It's so...mmm...fucking hot, Sir." She spoke between crude, open-mouthed kisses she pressed to his lower abdomen as she continued to stroke his cock skillfully in her hand. She returned to his cock, just in time for him to grip her chin possessively, keeping her still, salivating around his dick. At the same time, he dealt out a few slaps to her cheeks, causing her to yelp, although the expression of unadulterated arousal never faltered. Her eyes clenched shut as he drew her in, gagging her on his cock as he rammed it to the back of her tight, hot little throat. She moaned around it, her hands moving reverently from his thighs up over his abs to his chest. She tweaked his nipples and groped at his pecs, all the while swallowing around his member, her own arousal flooding her panties with every dirty word he aimed down at her. He had her anchored at the hilt, fucking into her throat, and demanded a response, which she happily gave. "Mmmhmm..." She did like it. She loved it, in fact. It'd been so long since a man cast caution to the wind and treated her like she wasn't the fragile little princess everyone thought she'd be, physically speaking. This was heaven, and she was desperate for it to continue.

"Mmm right," he confirmed specifically for her as she grazed herself up against him. Maverick simply let himself sit back into his chair his eyes watching her every move. Half of his mouth curved up as he read her facial expression knowing she was impressed with his size. "Ooh fuckk..." he groaned out in pleasure when the Dom felt her warm mouth wrap around the tip of his tool. He reached down to the bottom button of his shirt and began unbuttoning every button as he watched her work her magic. Eventually his shirt was completely open to reveal his chiseled chest. He could feel himself throbbing as he began to harden, growing with every suck. Mav bent himself over to place Veronica's chin between his thumb and fingers as she continued to suck, placing a few medium pressured smacks on her cheek as he pressed himself deeper into the back of her throat. "C'mon you little slut, you can go deeper than that," the man teased pushing the back of her head down onto him while he thrusted up leaving her there until she couldn't breathe. "Yeah..." he groaned, "You like that don't you?" Looking at her with his deep brown hues demanding a response.

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Veronica let out a soft purr at the feeling of his lips on her neck, reveling in the sensation of his warm breath against her skin. She tilted her head to give him better access, enjoying the way he held her close. "Mm, my father would be proud as well, knowing that I have someone like you to take care of me," she replied, smiling coyly up at him. "Granted, if...down the road, you decide to get serious with me, you'll have a lot to prove. I'm considered the jewel in the Lodge family crown for a reason. My father just had my brother, Roman, bring his submissive over for the better half of a weekend to judge their sufficiency as a couple. He'll double his efforts on that front regarding me." Veronica blushed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed in spite of herself. She realized that she and Maverick were really just getting to know each other, but in her mind, if he was the type to be scared off by Hiram Lodge's intensity, it was better to find that out now rather than much later on when she was already too deep in her feelings to recover from the loss. As he leaned in to kiss her once again, she met him eagerly, her tongue dancing with his in a heated tango. When they broke apart, she chuckled with delight at his teasing words. "Oh, I can promise you, Sir, that this won't be the last time we see each other. Not even close. I always get what I want...and what I want," she breathed, leaning in to press another kiss to his lips, "...is you." Veronica wrapped her arms around Maverick's neck, pulling him in closer to deepen the kiss. She couldn't help but admire his muscled physique as she pressed herself against him, stroking his biceps with her fingers. "God, I love a man who takes care of himself." A mischievous glint flickered in her dark eyes as she added, "And who knows how to take care of me…"

“Mmm,” he moaned softly in pleasure as she pressed kisses along his neck, marking his most sensitive skin with her lips and scent. Maverick didn’t know much about the hierarchy of the town but he knew the name Lodge, Veronica came from a family of great power so to know that he had earned her respect made his confidence boom. He would be a fool to not let everyone at the institute see just the kind of dominate he was, the kind that could tame someone like his brunette vixen. Capturing her lips with his once again before coming up for air. “And you are a very good girl for me darling,” he grinned tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. Thinking on all she was saying he would agree that it sounded exactly like what both of their families would expect from them. He thought how proud his father would be if he claimed Veronica for himself, it was certainly intriguing. “My father is very pro-system too, knowing I’ve got a woman like you submitting to me would be a cherry on top of my time here.” As their faces inched closer to each other again, his strong arms wrapped around her waist. “Then I expect this not to be a one-time thing because I haven’t gotten nearly enough of you yet Miss Perfection Personified.” He teased kissing her again.

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Veronica felt a shiver run down her spine at the feeling of his lips on her skin, her body responding to him instinctively. His words only made her crave more of him, and she couldn't deny that he had a way of making her feel like she was on top of the world. "Mmm, well, I'm glad I could meet your standards...or exceed them, rather," she said with a smile, taking another sip of her water. "Not that I'm surprised I did, mind you." She winked at him, feeling a warm glow spreading throughout her body, her arousal hitching all over again in record time. "Good, because I wouldn't dream of letting anyone else carry me around when I have such a strong and capable stud at my disposal. You worked up a sweat fucking me as hard as you did; it's only fair that you reap the rewards of having me cozied up in these arms after the fact...plus, it comes with the perk of showing off to the school that you managed to do what so few ever could: sweep me off my little Loubitan-ed feet." Veronica's eyes sparkled with desire, and she leaned in to meet his kisses. As they made out, she trailed her fingers along his biceps and triceps, reveling in the feeling of his muscles flexing beneath her touch.

When he was first told about having to attend Stonewall he thought there was no way he would find himself wanting to spend time with someone for more than just a night. But with Veronica, he felt good and so long as their chemistry never faltered he wouldn’t mind seeing her again. “I like making you feel good,” he whispered against her skin, kissing along her neck near her ear sweetly as she took a sip of her water. “Funny you say that because I was going to say the same thing. There’s not many subs or switches that have been able to handle me like you did.” She made him a savage, he was already wanting more of her, which simply wasn’t fair to anyone else that roamed the halls. Veronica was on a different level than the rest, “Well,” he kissed her again, “Miss Perfection Personified,” another kiss, “These strong arms would be happy to carry you around anywhere you need to go,” he smiled. “Can’t have anyone else taking credit for my work after all.”

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Veronica purred softly as she felt him release inside of her, feeling a sense of satisfaction at having pleased him so fully. He was one of those rare finds. A man with enough confidence to match her own, which made it easy to submit to him. Somehow being called both a 'good girl' and a 'slut' were equally flattering sentiments, making her heart flutter at the sound of each one spoken down to her in his deep, smoothly sexy voice. The vision he made as he came was just that...a vision. It was devastatingly hot to admire him from below, watching pleasure overwhelm him, his big frame tensing spectacularly, his handsome face thrown back as his orgasm wracked through like waves slamming into the shore. Giggling, Veronica leaned in to kiss his lips once more, feeling their passion still burning brightly between them. "Mmm, that was incredible," she murmured against his lips, nipping playfully at his bottom one before falling back, gazing into his eyes. "You better be prepared to accommodate my request for seconds...and thirds because I don't see myself getting enough of you anytime soon, Daddy."

"You get it all..." he could barely form words with all the pleasure he was feeling. The more he rammed into her the more hungry he got for her and he could only go faster and harder every second until he was ready to unload. "Oh such a good girl. Cum for me slut," he directed allowing her to feel the same sort of release he was about to feel. Watching her writhe with all he was doing, his pure power, sent shivers up his own spine. He hadn't met a switch yet who was such an enjoyable submissive but he already knew that this was not going to be their only run-in during their time at Stonewall. Her pouting lips swollen from their feverous kisses looking at him willing him to cum, mixed with the begging that he desired from a sub, put him right where she wanted him. He was ready to explode into her, "Fuck here it comes baby," he moaned out as he felt himself pulse and release into her, his neck craning backward in pleasure as he filled her up, leaking out from such a large load. "God damn."