His teeth sink gently into my neck as he unhooks my bra. When his thumb brushes over my bare breast, my hips start bucking against him.
“Take off my clothes,” I say into his mouth. “I want you to rock my world.”
He groans as his tongue tangles with mine. “Win, you’re the one who’s gonna rock mine.”
By the time we’re both naked, I’m still emotional, but now I’m moaning. Hunter reaches off the bed and into his jeans pocket. When he leans over me with a condom in his hand, I shake my head vigorously.
“No. No condom,” I say to him. “I can’t.”
“But…” Confusion flashes over his face.
“He…when he…” I choke on the words. “He whipped out a condom, and so it reminds me…”
Hunter tosses the condom into the trash immediately. “I’ll pull out,” he promises me.
But I shake my head. “I’m on the pill. You don’t have to pull out. It’s all good as long as you’re clean. I am. I was checked after that…and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I was checked right before you came home, and I haven’t even looked at another woman since I opened my door to you.” His mouth closes over mine. “I never look at anyone else when you’re in my life, Princess.”
As he positions himself over me, he freezes. “I’m sorry. You should be on top.”
“Why?”
“Because this probably reminds you…makes you feel trapped or scared.”
I shake my head again. “He didn’t…this wasn’t the position we were in when he tried to…he was behind me.”
Hunter runs a hand over his face. “Right. You said that…okay.” He kisses me again. “This is harder than I thought it would be, Winter. I don’t want to talk about what happened to you while we’re in bed together, but it keeps coming up, and I feel like that’s my fault. I just want you to know you’re safe.”
“I do.” I look at him. “We’ve waited a long time for this.”
His green eyes are liquid with emotion. “I’ve wanted to do this with you since we were teenagers.”
“Me, too.”
But a lot changed in ten years, and I tense as Hunter shifts to go inside me.
He pushes slowly—so slowly—but I’m braced for discomfort. The attack hurt so much physically and emotionally. I thought I’d never get over the trauma of when that prick tried to force his way inside me without my permission. Even though I got away, the damage was done, and I never wanted anyone that close to me again. I haven’t even put my own fingers inside myself since.
But as Hunter slowly enters me, stretching and filling the most vulnerable part of my body, I feel good.
“You okay?” He goes still inside me.
“Yes. I’m good.”
“Relax and breathe.” His voice is in my ear. “It will help with any tension. Breathe for me, Win.”
I let out a deep breath, and he slides in even more. And, oh God, I want him deeper.
“More,” I say, my voice sounding husky. “I need you deeper.”
He pushes further in and then stops moving. Our eyes lock. Holy shit, I’m so crazy for him I can hardly stop from saying how I feel out loud.
“Hunter.”
The emotion on his face overwhelms me. “I know.” He puts his cheek to mine. “I feel it, too. I knew I’d feel it. You’re going to shatter me for anyone else ever again.”
He drives inside me more deeply and then drags himself out. And then, he does it again.
