“Do you think Cien will be alright?” Carrie asked as she moved around the cabin while she got ready for bed. Maverick stared at her, following her every moment. He leaned against the headboard enjoying the sound of her voice and just watching her do mundane things. At that moment, she was putting some lotion on her legs and arms. Maverick loved the times when it was only them, and the world was so far away. He groaned when she placed her leg on the bed, and pulled her nightgown to her mid-thigh. She smoothed her lotion-coated hands over her leg. Maverick took in her creamy skin glistening from the lotion. His c**k hardened in his pyjama pants. If she was trying to seduce him she was succeeding. But she seemed to be oblivious to what she was doing. She was so beautiful, and made him dizzy.
