Chapter 45 Healing Maverick

• Still Valerie’s POV
• He said he was going to tell me everything I wish to know, but this guy never gave me a chance to ask the question, first, he put me down on the seat and he helps me with my shoes, massaging and caressing me. The moment his hands touched my skin, I felt my whole body come alive. A fire tore through me, and the heat of his touch ignited a feeling that I never knew existed within me.
• His eyes turned dark as he caressed my thighs I gasp quietly as his fingers trail softly down my thighs, going high up to the door of my private area, grazing my pussy cheeks but never going further than that. He dropped his hands and replaced them with his lips, trailing soft, feathery kisses on my foot and going up to my thighs. I feel like I'm on a different planet altogether, a planet where Maverick is not the bull-headed, arrogant bastard that takes pleasure in hurting me and making me feel unloved.