Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
HUNTER
She whipped around, all that sun-kissed hair flying wild before I got those gorgeous hazel eyes that made me hard as stone and threw my world off its axis.
I wasn’t sure how I’d expected her to react to my brutal honesty, but I didn’t hesitate to react when she closed the last of the infinitesimal space between us and threw her arms around my neck.
The moment her lips crashed against mine, I took complete control.
This was the second time she’d initiated a kiss between us, and I wasn’t going to make the same fucking mistake I made last time and freeze up.
Instead, I fisted a hand in her hair, wrapped an arm around her waist, and spun her around so I could shove her up against the kitchen island as I feasted from her mouth like a man having his first meal after a month in the desert.
A tiny whimper slipped up her throat, and I quickly swallowed it down, the delicate, beautiful sound making my dick throb and pulse behind my fly.
Christ, I fucking wanted her. When I walked in here tonight to all those delicious smells of a home cooked meal, I thought she couldn’t possibly get any better.
Then I stepped into the entryway of the kitchen and saw her.
Her hips were swaying in the most seductive, transfixing way as she moved around the space, and the soft sound of her voice as she quietly sang along to the song playing from her phone hit me right in the gut, nearly knocking the air from my lungs.
She hadn’t heard me come in, giving me those few precious moments of seeing her raw and unfiltered. Then she hit me with that smile, and I was done for.
Never in my life had I had someone to come home to, someone who was happy to see me at the end of a long day, and I didn’t realize until Bryce pointed it out, that I got exactly that from Serenity Ryan, and I was quickly becoming addicted to it.
She saw me. All of me. And it wasn’t just for show. I knew that days ago when she made the crack about not using my lack of two legs as a way to get out of cleaning up.
I’d admit that I pushed her that first morning to see how she’d react. I didn’t usually walk around my house in my underwear when I had company, but I wanted to see what the sight of my scars would do. How she’d handle seeing all the damage that had been done to my body.
She hadn’t even flinched. In fact, she’d even voiced her appreciation for my body. If I were being honest with myself—something I hadn’t done in quite a while—that had been a turning point between us. One that I’d insisted on fighting until Bryce knocked some sense into me earlier.
“Jesus,” I grunted as I pulled at her hair, forcing her head back so I could drag my lips across her throat, peppering those fading bruises with kisses as I ground my hips against her. “Never been this hard in my life.”
She moaned wantonly as she reached down with one hand and dug her nails into my ass through my jeans, pulling me harder against her. “Hunter,” she panted as she blinked her eyes open, her irises dark as night and brimming with lust. “I need you.”
I wasn’t sure three words had ever caused such a visceral reaction before. It was only by the grace of God that I didn’t come right then and there.
“You need me to make you come?” I teased, biting down on her bottom lip before dragging my tongue across it to soothe the sting.
A wicked smile tipped her lips up. It was one I’d never seen from her before, and fuck me, but it set my blood on fire, because with that smile, she’d changed the game.
“No, baby. I need to taste you.”
She caught me off guard with her statement—just enough to push me off balance. She used that to her advantage and shoved me back two steps until my hips crashed into the counter behind me. Then she nearly made me swallow my tongue when she dropped to her knees right there in front of me.
I barely had time to brace my hands against the edge before she worked my jeans open and was pulling my solid length free. I was so hard I could feel my heartbeat in my cock as precum dripped from the head.
Looking up at me through the thick fringe of her long lashes, she let out an appreciative hum and licked her lips like she was starving, and only my cock could sate her.
It was then that I realized my nickname for her worked in more than one way. Goddamn Wildcat.
“Like what you see?” I rasped, the muscles in my jaw clenching tighter as I white-knuckled the counter.
She didn’t hesitate to answer. “Most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.” Then she opened her mouth, that soft pink tongue of hers poked out, and she swiped the ejaculate that was dripping from the crown.
If I hadn’t been leaning against the counter, my knees would have buckled right then and there. As it was, a string of curses blasted past my lips as she wrapped hers around my cock and sucked me deep into her mouth.
“Fucking, Christ,” I grunted, reaching out with one hand to wrap her hair around my fist so I could see her more clearly. “You look so fucking hot like this, with my dick stretching your mouth wide.”
She let out a hum I felt in my balls and spine before swallowing, taking me so deep I bumped the back of her throat.
“Goddamn it, Sere,” I hissed. “Feels too good, baby. Don’t know how much longer I can hold it.”
She released me with a loud pop, dragging her tongue over her swollen lips like she couldn’t get enough of my taste. “Then don’t hold back. I want you to lose control.”
I wanted that too, but not until I was buried as deep inside her pussy as I could possibly get.
Reaching down, I grabbed her under her arms and hauled her up, nearly laughing at the sight of her pout as she exclaimed, “I wasn’t finished with that.”
Jesus, she was fucking perfect.
“Baby, you want me to come down your throat, I’m game, anytime. Just not the first time I have you. When I come, it’s gonna be with my cock inside you and we’re gonna do it together.”
Her eyelids went half-mast at my declaration, her chest rising and falling on a quick breath. Yeah, she was down for my plan.
Reaching for the hem of her shirt, I pulled it up and over her head before tossing it over my shoulder, leaving her in nothing but a flimsy pair of leggings that made her ass look downright bitable and a pale pink bra, covered in lace.
“Tell me something, Sere,” I started as I dragged one hand up the dip in her waist, memorizing her sweet curves as I stopped at her perfect tits.
I pulled one lacy cup down and dragged my thumb across the stiff peak of her rosy pink nipple, making it pucker even tighter.
Everything about her was beautiful. “Did sucking me off like that make you wet?”
She let out a tiny whimper before releasing her bottom lip from between her teeth and issuing a challenge that set my blood on fire.
“Why don’t you see for yourself.”
I didn’t hesitate. I shoved my hand down the front of her leggings only to discover she wasn’t wearing any panties.
“Dirty girl,” I said with a wicked grin of my own.
“I fucking love it.” Then I slid farther down to cup her pussy, finding she was dripping for me.
Unable to help myself, I plunged two fingers inside her, setting her off.
Her velvety soft walls clamped down around my digits as she threw her head back on a sharp cry of my name. Watching her come apart in my arms was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen. I drove my fingers in and out of her, dragging out her release until her limbs gave out.
I kept her on her feet with an arm around her waist, my other hand still between her silky thighs. “Ah, ah, ah,” I tsked, giving my head a shake. “I don’t recall giving you permission to come.”
She blinked, her eyes bleary as she struggled to clear her head after that release. “Sorry,” she said on a breath before confessing, “It’s been a while.”
And damn if that didn’t make me even harder for her. My cock was practically weeping with desperation.
“You don’t ever have to apologize for that, my little Wildcat.” A slow, languid smile tugged at her lips. “But as punishment, you’re going to have to beg me for your next release.”
Her tongue came out to sweep across her bottom lip. “Hunter?”
I traced its path with my thumb. “Yeah, Sere?”
“Please fuck me. I’m going to lose my mind if I don’t feel you inside me.”
She begged so fucking well, there was no way I could deny her.
In seconds, we were both stripped completely bare.
I flipped her around to face the island and pressed a hand between her shoulder blades until she was bent across the surface, all that long, sunshine hair spread out, her lush, tempting body spread out like my own personal feast.
I bent my knees, holding on to my cock as I guided it through her hot, wet slit.
A hiss slithered between my teeth just as the crown notched into place at her opening.
I could feel the heat coming from her core, and I wanted to drive in until she was all I could feel.
But that was a decision she had to make for herself. I wasn’t going to take it from her.
“I’m clean, baby,” I said, feeling like I’d just run a goddamn marathon. “I just had my physical two months ago.”
Pushing up onto her elbows, she twisted to look back at me over her shoulder, sending her hair sliding across her smooth, creamy skin. “I’m on the pill,” she announced. “And I’m clean too.”
I felt like my dick was about to explode. “Tell me I can have you bare, Serenity. I need to feel every inch of you around me.”
“Fuck me, Hunter.” Her voice was liberally laced with desperation. “Please hurry.”
With a snap of my hips, I drove myself into her, causing both of us to cry out. I couldn’t remember ever feeling something as good as her pussy felt, squeezing me like a slick fist.
I could feel her pulsing around me and see the frantic rise and fall of her back as she fought for breath.
Skating a hand from her hip, up the ridge of her spine, to the back of her neck, I asked, “You okay?”
She cast a foggy smile over her shoulder. “So much better than okay, honey. Don’t stop. I need you to make me come again.”
She could take instruction brilliantly.
I shifted my hips, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in, again and again. With each thrust, she got wetter, making it easier for me to slide in as deep as I could possibly go.
The whole time I fucked her into the counter, she continued to beg, chanting my name and telling me how good my cock felt. A trail of sweat started at the base of my neck and slid down the center of my back as I pounded into her, her soft, supple flesh squeezing and clenching with each stroke.
It was, hands down, the best sex I’d ever had. And I hadn’t even gotten off yet.
“Hunter,” she gasped, bracing her palms on the thick quartz countertop so she could push up and drive herself back into me with each forward snap of my hips. “I’m so close.”
My spine started to tingle and my balls drew up tight to my body. “I’m right there with you, Wildcat. Let go and let me feel it.”
Two strokes later, she clamped around my cock like a vise, throwing her head back as the most intoxicating sounds burst from her throat.
A second later, I joined her in the abyss, pouring myself into her tight sheath as she milked me dry.
By the time we both finished, we were gasping for breath as we collapsed across the island.
“Jesus,” I grunted, pressing my forehead between her shoulder blades. “I’m not sure I can move.”
Her tinkling giggle was like wind chimes. “If you do, I’m liable to melt right into the floor.”
I trailed kisses along her back and neck before finding the energy to stand upright, my dick still tucked inside her. Only then did I remember the delicious dinner she’d prepared for me.
“You think the lasagna’s still hot?”
Her shoulders shook on a laugh. “Yeah, honey. But if not, it’ll microwave easy enough and still taste incredible.”