I brace myself, not sure what to expect. He slides down the bed and his hands grab the drawstring on my pajama shorts. I slap my hands down against his, panic surging through me. His lips twitch and he gives me a lopsided grin that is way too sexy for my piece of mind. Then, his head dips down and he kisses me. I wasn’t expecting it, but the moment that his lips touch mine it’s like a fire that has been dormant since our firstnight together, suddenly reignites. I moan into his mouth as my tongue pushes out in search of his. My hands slide around his neck as I try to hold him to me—not wanting to let him go. I feel my shorts slide down my body. I should stop him, but instead I kick them off and swallow down his groan as his hands grab my panties. I quake as I feel them rip from my body.
“Hunter,” I gasp.
He pulls back, his eyes intense as he stares so deep into my eyes that it feels like our hearts beat together in that moment—as if we’re in perfect rhythm.This is exactly what it felt like the night our eyes met across the crowded club party. It wasn’t the drinking. It wasn’t just needing to get lost in someone for the night. It was this electric pull between us that defied explanation. Hunter had this magnetism that drew me in, unleashing a need inside of me in a way that I knew I would want him for the rest of my life.
Something close to panic bubbles up inside my body, making my heart beat erratically. Before I can allow it to explode and pull me away from Hunter, I feel his hands press on my thighs, pushing and spreading my legs apart.
“Look at you, baby. Spread out for me, all mine. Finally, all fucking mine.” His growl vibrates through my body, making me tremble. I feel heat spread through my body as I look at the hunger on his face.Hunger for me. Only me.I run my tongue nervously between my lips, wetting them as my chest grows tight. “This sweet, little cunt belongs to me, Harper. You have no idea how I’ve ached to have it back. Now that you’re here in bed with me, I’m never letting you go. This is the beginning.”
“The beginning?” I breathe, emotion clogging my throat making it hard to talk. Hell, it’s hard to take in air at this point.
“The start of our forever, because that’s what is happening with us, Harper. This between us is forever. You may have known it before me, but what you need to understand is thatI know it now. I feel it. I understand exactly how your father felt about your mother, because you are in my skin and bones, woman. You’re in there and I never want you to work your way out.”
I have a million questions to ask him. I don’t get a chance to sift through them to find the most important one, however. In the next moment, Hunter moves again and his flattened tongue slides against the swollen lips of my pussy, licking as if it was an ice cream cone.
“Oh, God,” I pant.
“Fuck, you taste so sweet,” he groans as his fingers pull my lips apart, revealing me to him. I feel the cool air hit my center. I’m almost afraid to breathe. Then, his gaze moves from the most intimate part of me back to my eyes. “I’m going to fill you so full of cum that it will be leaking out of you for days. Every fucking time you take a step you will have part of me sliding down and coating your thighs.”
“I think you may be overestimating your admittedly phenomenal skills in the bedroom, Hunter. As good as you are, I still don’t think that particular trick is possible,” I respond, going for teasing, although my breathing is a little too ragged, and I’m way too turned on to really pull it off.
“It will give me something to shoot for,” he practically purrs.
Then, his mouth is pressed against me, his tongue is lapping at my clit, and there’s no way I could form words to try and respond to him. He continues using his tongue even as I feel his fingers slide inside of me.
“Yes,” I hum, suddenly realizing just how much I’ve been craving his touch.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, Harper. You’re drenched. You’ve been aching for me as much as I have for you, haven’t you, baby?”
“God, yes,” I admit. The words come out more like a moan when his firm fingers tunnel inside of me, curling and stretching me. Hunter begins fucking me with them, going slow and deep—to the point that it’s almost painful, but feels fantastic at the same time. My entire body starts trembling as he continues pumping his fingers inside of my tight channel. My hips rock against him, needing everything he’s giving me and more.
“Push your shirt up, baby. I want to see your tits as I work your body,” he orders, right before he starts sucking on my clit. His fingers don’t stop either. Hunter seems to have an innate ability to know exactly when to curl his fingers inside of me to make my entire body feel as if it is flooded with electricity.
He’s driving me past the point of no return. I don’t think about what I’m doing. I just don’t want him to stop. When he asks me to play with my nipples, I do it without question. The sounds of him thrusting his fingers inside my wet sex echo around us. My body feels as if it’s being stretched, and I can feel my orgasm building. I press the back of my head deeper into my pillow, as my hips arc up, craving more of what Hunter is giving me. I try to keep my gaze locked on his, but the pleasure overpowers me.
“Baby,” I gasp, losing it.
“Let go, Harper. Let go,” he urges. “I’m here to catch you.”
I cry out as I tumble over the edge. Hunter’s lips crash down on mine, swallowing the sound. I hold onto him, my nails biting into his skin, tasting myself on his tongue and sinking deeper and deeper into my hunger for this man. Hunter rolls over on his side, a sweet grin on his face, his eyes sparkling, and a breathtaking—really satisfied—smile on his lips.
“Fuck, Harper,” he purrs.
I reach between us, flattening my hand against his stomach, biting my lip as I realize just how heated his skin is. I slide it down, maneuvering until I can wrap my hand around his cock.
“I think it’s your turn,” I murmur.
Somehow his grin deepens. I wouldn’t have thought it was possible, but seeing is definitely believing. “Have at it, baby, but warning when I come, it’s going to be inside you.”
I roll my lips together as I imagine him deep inside of me, filling me with his cum. It’s a good thing I’m lying down because just the thought of it makes my knees weak. “I don’t have any condoms here,” I respond, my voice hoarse and definitely betrays the desire I have to feel him inside me when he comes.
“I’m safe. I got tested weeks after you left my bed. I haven’t been with anyone since you, Harper. I haven’t wanted anyone else.”
“Hunter—”
“I don’t want anything between us,” he explains, making my heart skip a beat.
“I’m sorry. That can’t happen,” I tell him, regretfully.
