He does it again and again, slowly pushing me harder and harder into the window frame, fucking me as I arch into him.
“There’s what?”I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
“The spot that makes you come like a freight train,” he says.
Then he drives himself home again, but this time he grabs me and keeps me there, shifting my hips back and forth with his hands, filling me with his cock and just moving inside me.
“Oh, fuck, Hunter,” I whimper.I’ve got one hand in his hair and one grabbing his shoulder as hard as I can.“That feels so fucking good, don’t stop don’t you dare fucking stop...”
I come like a freight train.For a moment the darkness explodes around me and then it’s just the two of us, rocking back and forth in sheer bliss.I’m coming so hard I’m just gasping and whimpering, bolt after bolt of pure pleasure rocketing through me.
Hunter’s saying something.I’m drifting back down to earth, feeling almost hazy, like I’m barely in my own body, but I’ve still got my legs wrapped around him and I realize we’re fucking hard again, my back against the wall, leftover pleasure jolting through me with every stroke.
“—so fuckinggoodwhen you come that hard,” he’s saying.
“You’re the one who made me come like that,” I murmur into his ear, rolling my hips against him.“I almost forgot how much I like it when you fuck me hard.”
Hunter thrusts as hard as he can.He growls and bites my shoulder as his cock throbs inside me and we rock together like somehow he can get deeper.
I think he might come forever.I think he might break the skin on my shoulder, and it hurts a little but in a strange way I don’t mind.I kind of like that I just made him comethishard.
Finally, he stops.He takes his mouth off me, then kisses the spot where he bit me and leans his head against my neck.Every couple of seconds he kisses the hollow of my throat, then nuzzles me again, and I wind my hands through his hair.
We breathe hard, like we’re sharing one set of lungs.After a long time, Hunter takes a deep breath and finally speaks.
“I don’t think I can move,” he says.
“Have you tried?”I ask, stroking his hair.
“I just don’t think it’s gonna work,” he says, his lips against my neck.“I came too hard.”
I laugh, because it tickles.
“Well, I’m trapped until you move, and I’ve got shit to do, so you should probably give it a shot,” I say.
“What shit do you have to do?”
“I have to look for forest fires, for starters.”
“Notnowyou don’t,” he says.“It’s dark.”
“Just give it a shot,” I say.“I believe in you.”
He sighs.Then he grumbles.
Then, before I know what’s happening, we’re both falling over sideways onto the tiny Forest Service cot, and I yelp as we bounce.
“Thanks for believing in me,” he says, laughing.
I wriggle further down on the bed until we’re face-to-face, and I give him a long, slow kiss.He takes my hand in his and curls our fingers together.
We stay that way for a long time.At first I wonder if I should say something, but I have no idea what.Besides, I’m out of words, and all I want right now is to be here, with Hunter in my bed and no one else around for miles and miles.
ChapterSixteen
Hunter
We lie there for a long,long time.My mind is almost perfectly blank, just a navy-blue haze of happiness and warmth that matches the darkness around us.Clementine’s hand is in mine.Our legs are intertwined.I can feel her breathe.
