“Well, it was good seeing you, Hunter,” Jackson says as he stands up with his wife. “Nice meeting you, Gina. Hope to see you again.”
“It was nice meeting you both, as well. Thank you.”
”The wife is ready to get home and check on the kids,” Jackson says. “I’ll join you for a nightcap next time?”
“No worries. Next time,” Hunter says, standing up and shaking his hand. “Good to meet you.”
“I guess we’ll be on our way, as well. Thank you very much for dinner,” Sam Prince says. “Really appreciated it, and good to get to know you, Hunter. Tell Preston I said hi.”
“Will do. Have a good evening.” We watch as they all leave the restaurant, and then Hunter turns to me. “So, what’s next?”
“What do you mean, what’s next? I’m not going back with you to your cabin to have wild, passionate sex, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I don’t think the wordswild, passionate sexhave come out of my mouth once,” he says, his eyes laughing at me. “But if that’s what’s going through your mind, I wouldn’t want to disappoint you, girlfriend of mine.”
“Number one, I’m not your girlfriend, and number two, I don’t want wild, passionate sex with you.”
“Okay, then what if it’s just passionate sex?”
“I don’t want passionate sex with you, either.”
“Okay, what if it’s just wild sex?”
“What’s the difference between wild and passionate?” I say, glaring at him.
“I don’t know. Maybe we can find out.” He laughs as I jump up.
“Let’s go home.”
“Will do,” he says, grabbing my hand and winking at me. “Or as Amethyst would say,tonight we shall go, tonight we shall woo, tonight was fun, let us get it on. Come with me, my dear Gina, don’t be a wiener, let’s do it right, ‘cause tonight is the night.”He grins at me, and I can’t stop myself from laughing so hard that my stomach hurts and my eyes feel wet.
“That was so bad.” I giggle at him as we step outside. “Also, I just wanted to say that I am glad you’re in a better mood now,” I say as we make our way out of the restaurant.
He turns to me, his face stilling slightly. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t know. When you were quizzing me about Patrick, who obviously means nothing to me, you seemed a little annoyed.”
“I don’t know if he obviously means nothing to you. The fact that he was at the house is concerning to me, and if you have nothing to do with him, it should concern you, as well.”
“It is concerning to me,” I say, my voice rising, and then take a deep breath. “You know what? I’m not going to let you get on my nerves, Hunter.”
“Good,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me into him. “I’d hate to get on your nerves.”
“What are you doing?” I fall into him, and he holds me steady, his arms wrapping around me like he’s used to holding me and protecting me. The feeling is so natural and feels so right that it almost makes me want to cry for what it would be like to really date this man. To really know love and be in a good relationship. It would be more valuable than an American Express black card.
“What do you mean, what am I doing? Gina, until we get home, to the public eye, you’re still my girlfriend,” he says softly. “And that’s why I’m going to do this.”
“Do what?” I ask, and before I know what’s happening, he’s pulled me into his body, and he’s grabbing my face. Suddenly, his lips are on mine, kissing me passionately. As his hands run down the side of my body, I melt into him, unable to resist his charms. I reach up and touch the side of his face, my hands falling to his shoulders and squeezing. I feel his hardness pressed against my stomach, and I groan. I’ve dreamed about this moment, but never expected it to feel so guttural and intense.
“Fuck,” he grunts against my lips, a word I also wanted to use, but I feel too shy to be that vocal. He does something to me that turns me on so badly. His hands casually stroke the sides of my arm and then brush against my breasts as he brings me closer to him. His mouth moves to the side of my neck and I feel his tongue licking my skin as his arm reaches around andsqueezes my ass. I moan as he thrusts forward and I feel his cock, hard against me.
“You are so fucking sexy, I can’t get enough of you.” His eyes look wild as they gaze at me. And then he kisses me again, soft and then more passionately. His tongue slides into my mouth and I suck on it as if it were his cock. He growls from his throat and we’re both panting in hot desire as he grabs my face and runs his fingers through my hair.
When he finally pulls away, he leaves me panting and almost begging for more. I’m not above begging, but I don’t even know if I have the wits to speak right now as my body feels like it is on fire.
“So, time to get home,” he says, and I reach up and wipe my lipstick off his lips. “Thanks.” There’s a glint in his eyes that makes me want to kiss him again.
“I have an idea,” he says as we get to the car. I swallow hard as I look into his eyes. I see the same unbridled passion I feel reflected in his gaze.
