His eyes widen in surprise for the briefest moment before the corner of his lips hitches up. “Are you sure?”
I nod. “Yeah, I’m sure. I just…” My gaze quickly darts to my bathroom. I showered before I left for dinner, but havinganother will help settle my nerves. “Can I take a super-quick shower?”
“Of course.” He captures my lips in a slow kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth. When he steps back, my eyes flutter open again, my lips still parted.
“Okay,” I whisper, but I don’t move. It’s like I’m frozen from his touch.
Hunter gives me a lopsided smile. “Are you gonna shower?”
I slowly blink, then nod firmly a few times. “Yes. Shower. Yes. Let me go do that.” I step around him and head toward the bathroom. But before I close the door, I turn back around and say, “You stay there.”
He smirks, taking a seat on the edge of my bed. “I’ll be right here.”
After the world’s quickest shower, I brush my teeth and return to my room to find Hunter still sitting in the same spot. Only this time, the buttons of his shirt are undone, exposing his glorious chest, and the button of his jeans is open. My tongue darts out, licking over my lips as my eyes trail the dips and grooves of his muscles.
“Wowza,” I breathe.Damn, I want to lick him everywhere.
“Come here,” he says, voice thick with gravel.
I’m standing between his thighs in three easy strides, and his hands immediately go to my hips, resting just above where the towel sits. He spreads his fingers wide, then slowly glides his hands up my torso. I shiver under his touch, and when his thumbs lightly brush my nipples, I let out an involuntary moan.
“Do you like that?” he asks. “When I touch you?”
His thumbs graze my nipples again, and my mouth falls open, another gasp escaping. A tingly sensation rushes down to my toes, lighting every nerve ending on fire. I give a shaky nod, and his hands begin to make their way back down to my hips, pausing over the knot holding my towel up.
He glances up at me.
“Would you like to undress me?”
My eyes drop to his bare chest and down to where his happy trail disappears beneath the waistband of his underwear.
Wordlessly, I nod again, my heart pounding behind my chest with a mix of adrenaline, nerves, and arousal. I subconsciously wipe my palms against the terry cloth before reaching out to take hold of either side of his open shirt and pushing the flannel off his shoulders. He silently pops the buttons on the cuffs free, and I toss the shirt on the armchair in the corner. I lower to my knees between his legs, and hook my fingers into the waistband of his boxers. He lifts his hips as I begin to pull on his underwear and jeans at the same time. I throw them in the direction of the chair, but I’m not sure if they join his shirt because I’m unable to tear my eyes away from his semihard cock.
I know Zach has talked me through everything, and I know Hunter will take his time with me, but seeing the size of him up close, when he isn’t even fully hard… It has a tiny seed of doubt blooming in my head. What if it hurts? What if I don’t like it, and Hunter gets mad at me?
“El,” Hunter says, using a finger to tilt my chin. “Everything is at your pace, okay? We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”
Swallowing roughly, I agree. “I know. I want this.”
His smile is soft. “Me too. Now…” He drops his hand to the knot of my towel. “Can I take this off?”
Without a word, I stand up and drop my towel onto the floor. Hunter’s eyes darken as he peruses my naked body, swiping his tongue over his lower lip.
“Fuck,” he rasps. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
I beam under his praise.
“Lie down. I wanna take my time with you,” he demands.
I climb onto the bed, lying back against the pillows. Hunter presses a knee into the mattress, and then warm hands land on my thighs and spread my legs. He settles between them, slowly lowering himself over me until we’re practically nose to nose. The heavy weight of his erection rests against my hip. He feels hot and silky.
“Hi,” I whisper, a wave of vulnerability coming over me.
He kisses me, nibbling and sucking on my lips before he murmurs, “Hi,” against my lips. The gentle sweep of his tongue against mine is like a drug, edging me higher in a state of ecstasy. He trails his lips across my jaw and down my neck, sucking on a sensitive spot where my neck joins my shoulder.
My fingers find their way into Hunter’s hair as he continues his teasing journey down my chest. He flicks my nipple with his tongue, then sucks it into his mouth.
I breathe out a moan, my fingers tightening in his hair. He presses open-mouthed kisses across my chest before he repeats the same on my other nipple. My cock thickens, and those same all-encompassing tingles from earlier race down my spine.
