6. Hunter
Chapter Six
HUNTER
From the second we step inside my cabin, my entire world narrows to just Abby.
The sound of the door slamming behind us is drowned out by the thunder cracking overhead, but I barely notice the storm.
All I can focus on is her.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” I growl against her lips and back her against the wall. My hands find her waist, and I lift her up so she can wrap those perfect legs around me.
She moans into my mouth as she threads her fingers through my hair and tugs just hard enough to drive me wild.
The lightning flashes through the windows and illuminates her face for brief seconds as I devour her mouth. I groan, pressing her harder against the wall. I need her closer.
“Hunter,” she gasps when I trail kisses down her neck, finding that spot just below her ear that makes her shiver. “Please...”
That single word snaps something inside me.
I hoist her higher against my body, and her legs tighten around my waist as I carry her through the cabin. The path to my bedroom feels miles long with her grinding against me, her mouth hot on my neck, teeth nipping at my skin.
I kick the bedroom door open, never breaking contact with her skin. The room is dark except for the flashes of lightning that streak through the curtains. I lower her onto my bed, and the mattress dips beneath our combined weight.
She looks up at me, her blonde hair splayed across my pillow, and I have to pause just to take her in.
I’ve imagined this moment more times than I can count. But nothing compares to the reality of having Abigail Clayton beneath me, waiting for me to make her mine.
I lean down and kiss her hard. She moves her hands up my bare back, digging her nails into my skin. I pull back, just enough to look into her eyes.
“I’m gonna taste every inch of you.” My voice is rough even to my own ears. “I’m gonna make you come on my tongue before I fuck you.”
Her breath catches, and I feel the shudder that runs through her body.
“Yes,” she breathes and arches up against me.
I kiss my way down her neck and stop to lick her earlobe. Then I move lower and trail my lips between her breasts, then take a nipple into my mouth. I suck hard, using my teeth just enough to make her gasp.
“I love all the sounds you make,” I murmur against her skin. “So responsive.” I move to the other breast and give it the same attention while I slide my hands down her stomach. “But I bet you’re even more responsive down here.”
She arches into my touch, whimpering when I dip my fingers beneath the waistband of her panties.
“Please, Hunter.” She lifts her hips off the bed as she chases friction. “Don’t tease me.”
I smirk at her.
I know Abby’s used to being in control in her fancy finance job. But here, in my bed, I’m the one calling the shots.
“Sweetheart, I’ve waited years for this.” I slide lower and press kisses down her stomach. “I’m gonna savor every second.”
I settle between her thighs and push them wider with my shoulders.
She’s wet and pink, and my mouth waters at the sight.
“Look at me,” I command and wait until her eyes meet mine. “I want you to watch me while I taste you.”
I lower my head slowly, maintaining eye contact as I drag my tongue through her wetness in one long stroke.
Fuck, she tastes even better than I imagined. Sweet and tangy and all Abby.
Her eyes flutter, but she forces them open again to watch me as I explore her with my mouth.
I flatten my tongue against her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her moan, then dip lower to tease her entrance.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl. “I love the way you taste.”
I grip the inside of her thighs and push them wider as I dive back in, this time with purpose. I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue, then suck it between my lips. Her hips buck off the bed, and I use my forearm across her stomach to hold her down.
“Stay still,” I order, looking up at her from between her legs. “Let me work you.”
She nods and bites her lower lip as I go back to my task. I alternate between long, slow licks and quick flicks of my tongue, watching her reactions to learn what she likes best. When I suck her clit and slide one finger inside her, she cries out, her hands fisting in the sheets.
“That’s it,” I encourage, adding a second finger and curling them upward. “Show me how much you like it. How much you like my mouth on your pussy.”
“Yes, right there.” Abigail gasps and her internal muscles clench around my fingers.“Please, Hunter, I…I…”
I smirk up at her and slow my movements to a torturous pace.
“Use your words, baby.”
Finally, she says, “Please make me come.”
“Always, honey.”
I dive back between her legs with renewed vigor, fucking her with my fingers while my tongue works her clit. Her thighs begin to tremble on either side of my head and I can feel her body tighten around my fingers.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Come all over my tongue.”
The combination of my words and the pressure of my tongue sends her over.
Abigail shatters, and her whole body convulses as she comes with a strangled cry of my name. I work her through it and drink in every drop of her release until she’s pushing at my shoulders, too sensitive for more.
But I’m not done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
I crawl back up her body and position myself between her legs. My cock is painfully hard, the tip weeping with precum.
“I’m gonna fuck you now,” I tell her, my voice raw with need. “Hard and deep, just like you need it. And I want you bare, baby. I don’t want anything between us.”
Abby’s eyes darken, and she wraps her legs around my waist to pull me closer.
“Yes,” she whispers. “Please, Hunter.”
I line myself up with her entrance. I push just the tip in, watching her face as I stretch her.
“Jesus, Abby, you’re so tight.” I push in a little more, then pull back out, teasing us both. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me.”
“I want you.” She gasps as she pulls me closer with her legs. “Please, Hunter, I need you inside me.”
That’s all I need to hear. I thrust forward and bury myself to the hilt in one smooth motion. We both cry out at the sensation. Me at the tight, wet heat enveloping my cock, and her at the sudden fullness.
“Fuck,” I grunt and hold still for a moment to let her adjust. “You feel so fucking good around me. So perfect.”
I start to move, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Each thrust is punctuated by the sound of skin against skin and the soft, desperate noises Abby makes. I set a punishing rhythm, rough and deep, just like I promised.
“You take my cock so well,” I praise, watching the place where our bodies join. “Your pussy’s gripping me so tight. It feels amazing, baby.”
Abby moans and digs her nails into my shoulders.
“You like that, honey?” I slow my thrusts to grind against her clit. “You like it when I tell you how good your tight little pussy feels around my cock?”
Instantly, her face flushes in embarrassment.
Abby’s always been a good girl. But I want to hear her say filthy things. I want to break through every wall she’s built.
“Yes.” Her voice is barely audible over the storm. “I like it.”
“Louder,” I demand, giving her a particularly hard thrust that makes her gasp. “I want to hear you say it.”
“I like it!” she cries out, her inhibitions crumbling. “I like when you talk to me like that.”
I reward her honesty with a series of deep, grinding thrusts that hit that spot inside her that makes her eyes roll back.
“That’s my girl.” I lean down to capture her mouth in a messy kiss.
I can feel her tightening around me again as her second orgasm builds. I slip a hand between us to circle her clit with my thumb, applying just the right pressure to push her toward the edge.
“Come for me again, Abby.” As I say the words, my own release builds at the base of my spine. “Come on my cock this time. I want to feel you squeeze me when you come.”
Something in my words, or maybe my eyes, breaks the last of her resistance. She comes with a cry that might be my name as her entire body spasms around me. Her pussy clamps down on my cock like a vise, the rhythmic pulsing nearly sending me over the edge with her.
“That’s it,” I praise as I work her through it. “Jesus, Abby, you’re so fucking beautiful when you come. So goddamn perfect.”
I start moving faster and chase my own release now. The sight of Abby beneath me, combined with the wet heat of her body, is too much. I feel my orgasm barreling toward me like a freight train.
“I’m gonna come.” My rhythm falters as I get closer. “Fuck, Abby, you feel so good.”
With a final, powerful thrust, I bury myself deep inside her and let go. My whole body shudders with the force of it, pleasure radiating from every nerve ending.
For a long moment, we stay like that, connected and breathing hard. The storm outside has lessened to a steady rainfall, the thunder now distant rumbles rather than earth-shaking crashes. I press my forehead against hers. I don’t want to crush her with my weight, but I’m not ready to separate just yet.
I finally pull out and collapse next to her, then pull her into my side. She comes willingly and nestles her head on my chest as her breathing starts to slow and even out.
“What are you thinking?” she asks as she traces patterns on my chest.
I look over at her and grin. “I’m thinking we should do that again.”