Chapter Two
Serena’s heartslammed in her chest as Hunter froze. Good. That he stopped right away was good.
That she wanted him to keep going, to push her to her limit…that wasn’t smart. It was hot as hell, though. And her stupid, foolish body also thought it was likely he might just do it, because his hands were still on her wrists, pressing her hands above her head and against the wall.
He stared at her, his gaze hot and intense. “I thought—”
“Don’t stop. Just…” She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to figure out the crazy mess of thoughts in her head.
“You’re so sexy, Serena.” His voice rubbed into her skin as he shifted against her. One hand still pinning her wrists to the wall, the other rustling between them.
He was undoing his belt.
She swallowed hard.
“Do I tell you how crazy you make me? All the dirty things I imagine doing to you?” She shook her head and he groaned. “I should. But I don’t know if you want to hear them.”
Oh God, she did.
He nipped at her jaw, his breath hot as his lips found her ear. “And you haven’t told me all the dirty things you want me to do, either.”
Her pulse picked up again. That was an understatement. Maybe.
Did she want more from Hunter?
They’d fallen so quickly into something good, they’d zoomed past that point where one tested out a potential partner for boundaries and willingness to be dirty. They’d settled into fun and happy.
She shook as he traced the curve of her ear with the tip of his tongue.
“What do you want me to do here, beautiful?”
Did he really want her to answer that? “Uhhhh…”
“That’s not an answer. Do you want to come? Do you want me to eat your delicious pussy? Or turn you around and fuck you into the wall?”
Wasall of thatan option? “Yes.”
“Both?”
She nodded. “I…yes, both. I want your tongue. I want you to lick me.” God, saying the words made her way too hot already. “And then I want you to bend me over and fuck me from behind.”
He pressed harder against her, hip to hip, his erection sliding sloppily against her wetness. “Your wish is my command.”
He dropped to his knees and parted her folds with his fingers, and a rush of moisture slicked the tops of her thighs. He groaned as he dove in, licking and sucking it all up before settling his attention on her clit and the sensitive surrounding tissue. Around and around he went, circling her swollen skin until she was shaking, standing on the precipice. His fingers teased her wet entrance, holding back from actually penetrating her—maybe he knew that if he did, she’d come all over his hand like a shameless hussy.
“Please, Hunter,” she begged, rocking her hips shamelessly against his face.
“Say it, beautiful. Your wish is my command but you gotta say it.”
“Make me come,” she crooned, banging her head against the wall.
He latched on to her clit and sucked greedily at the same time as he slid two fingers into her pussy and curled the tips in acome heremotion. No kidding, come here. As in, come right here, right now, on fucking command.
The orgasm started in her belly and swirled outward with amazing force, exploding all of her senses. Her sight dimmed and her skin went hot, then cold, and hot again, all prickly and desperate for more of his touch.
He delivered, stroking her thighs and her hips and her belly, and up to her breasts, cupping her heavy flesh in his hands as he kissed his way up her body—then spun her around and growled in her ear. “Hands on the wall. Don’t let go.”
Don’t let go?There was nothing to hold on to. She was standing through some vague miracle built of muscle memory and locked knees. Holding on was beyond her capabilities at the moment.
