Chapter 15 #2
“Every night since I first saw you at that party. I have more than a few fantasies about what I want to do with your gorgeous body.”
I swooned. I mean, seriously? Him thinking like that about me? How was this reality?
Once I got myself together, I smirked back at him. “So then how do you want this gorgeous body? Like this?” I arched my breasts into the air. I swore I saw some drool pool in the corner of his mouth. “Or would you rather face down ass up? You mentioned something about really liking my ass…”
His hips thrust into his hand seemingly on their own. “Definitely trying to kill me,” he mumbled. “Fuck it. I want more time with those amazing tits. We’ll save the other for later. Definitely more than once later.”
His eyes were narrowed as he walked on his knees across the bed until he stopped between my legs.
He kept one hand on his dick and the condom as his other came down on the bed above my shoulder in a mouthwatering display of flexing muscles.
His dick nudged me, and I couldn’t help it—I moaned as I arched up into him.
A hiss left him as he pressed slowly into my body. I felt so stretched and just…full. He stopped when his hips kissed mine. I moved restlessly under him, my nipples brushing against his smooth chest.
He groaned and dropped down slightly so he could kiss me. His lips moved hungrily over mine, and I whimpered as his hips slowly retreated. I didn’t want him to leave.
I dug my fingertips into his hips even as I arched into his body.
I wanted more.
I wanted everything.
He broke our kiss and threw his head back. His answering roar told me he was on the same page.
“So fucking tight,” he growled as he thrust into me. “So fucking sweet.” He bent down and manhandled my breast so he could suck my nipple as his hips moved against mine.
All I could do was hold on. Between his magic mouth and his monstrous dick, I was quickly building to another orgasm. Then my nipple popped out of his mouth as his quick fingers reached between us to tease my clit, and I lost it.
For the second time, I went over. My orgasm was so much stronger this time. I screamed as my whole body locked up for a second. Then my hands fell away from his hips as I sunk into the mattress beneath me, a complete puddle of boneless goo.
Hunter froze and threw his head back with a roar even louder than the first.
I watched his face totally spellbound. I did that. I made him come like that.
A beat later, he collapsed onto the bed next to me and nuzzled into my side. I cooed back at him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as I hummed my contentment.
“Fuck, princess. I want to stay here forever, but I should probably take care of this condom first.”
“There’s an attached bathroom through that door there.” I nodded at the other door in the room.
“Good.” He rolled off the bed then bent down to press a quick kiss on my forehead. “Stay right there.”
I wiggled into the bed with a smile as I watched Hunter’s flexing ass retreat.
That man was more potent than should be legal.
And he was all mine.
I was still wiggling when he came back. He stopped in the doorway and raised his eyebrows. A slow smile stretched across his lips. Something about him still being all smug now, after we’d slept together, just hit me different. He was looking like that because of me. Because of how he felt about me.
Was it too soon to be in love?
I shook my head. I was being ridiculous.
Don’t go ruining it by getting feelings so soon, Iz. Be smarter. Have fun.
The bed bounced as Hunter plopped all of him on the bed next to me. “Okay, what changed? You went from looking all happy to kinda freaked out. What’s going on in that head of yours?”
My eyes widened. I couldn’t tell him what was really going on in here. He couldn’t know about the L-word slip. “Um, just feeling bad that I never cooked for you. You gotta be starving by now.”
Judging by his expression, he wasn’t really buying my excuse. But after a beat—and when I didn’t crack—he sighed. “I mean, I could eat. But then I’d also miss out on cuddle time. And I really, really like cuddle time.”
“How about we cuddle for a few minutes, and then I cook for you?”
“Deal.” He hummed happily and put his arms around me, urging me onto my side so I could be the little spoon.
A guy who fucks like a porn star and likes to cuddle? He was almost too good to be true. “What’s your deficiency?” The question popped out of my mouth before my brain could catch up.
Hunter froze, his body going rigid behind me then after a beat he squeezed me. There was definite laughter in his voice when he asked, “Where the hell did that come from?”
I groaned. “From my lack of social skills apparently. Can we please pretend like I didn’t ask that?”
“Yeah, no. Not happening. I have to know what the hell you’re thinking now.”
I shrank in his arms, trying and failing to bury my face in the mattress under us. “Ugh. Fine. I was just thinking you’re too perfect. It would really help me if you told me something bad about you. Something you wouldn’t normally tell a girl that you like.”
“Gotta say shit is not boring with you around, princess.”
“I have chronic foot-in-mouth disease. Fortunately it’s not contagious.”
His laughter shook my body, and I found myself smiling in response.
“Well, me and my dad do not get along.”
I sighed. “Join the club, sparky. Come on, dig deep. Give me something you wouldn’t normally admit. Something real.”
“I don’t know if I can. Goes against the grain to make a girl like you not attracted to me. Kinda wanna keep doing this.”
I sighed again. “Fine. Keep being all gorgeous and perfect. But it’s not on me if I catch feelings. I’m just saying.”
This time when he froze it took me a second for my brain to catch up to my mouth, and I groaned again.
He laughed, and it was impossible not to smile in response. I really loved that sound.
There was that word again…
“Noted.” His smile came through in his words. “I don’t know. I guess I can be an ass when shit isn’t clicking. Like now with the band.”
I rolled over so I could face him. His hands covered his face. “You know, I always get kinda rage-y when I’m hungry. Sounds to me like you need some food in your belly. Everything looks better when you have a full stomach.”
Hunter barked with laughter. “You’re saying that I’m just hangry?”
“I’m saying that you’ve never had my Marry Me Chicken.” I winced. “Crap. That’s awkward. But I didn’t name the dish, I swear.”
He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and drew me into his body as he laughed some more. “Christ, I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so much in bed in my life. Okay, let’s get married over some chicken or some shit.”