Chapter 32
Hunter
M y body is moving on its own accord as I carry Jade to my bedroom. The electricity coursing through my veins is intoxicating. The moment I put my lips on hers tonight my whole body woke up. I’m fed up of dancing around this lust that follows us, all this tension has finally reached its limit and I’m about to prove to her that this thing between us is right, it's real, it's fucking everything.
We tumble onto my bed and she runs her hands up and down my back releasing sparks of pleasure down my spine. I’m desperate for her. Desperate to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock as I sink deeper inside her, but I need her to come first. I’m obsessed with the little moans and gasps she makes and the need to watch her come undone by my fingers, my tongue, and my cock, watch as she loses all control. Only then will I give in to my own pleasure.
Releasing her lips I trace my hands down her body to the hem of her thong, the only scrap of material in my way and I slide the material down. I tease her with the softest lightest of touches before I slide my finger between her folds and rub her wetness along her slit. I catch her gasp with my mouth, caressing her tongue with mine mirroring my movements on her pussy, and her kiss becomes feverish.
Her legs widen allowing me more access and I give her what her body is crying out for, I push two fingers inside her tight pussy. My balls tighten at the sensation of her gripping my fingers and how she will feel doing that against my cock.
“Fuck you’re soaked Tink.” My jaw clenches at the wet sounds of my fingers pushing in and out. Her body tenses beneath me and I can feel her orgasm reaching its peak. I bite down on her breast and she cries out her whole body spasms and I continue to push in and out, carrying her through every wave of her orgasm. I lazily keep pumping my fingers inside her as her body stops shaking but I keep a bit of pressure against her clit with my thumb. Rubbing her arousal in circles over the swollen bud.
“Hunter.” She pants, her whole body vibrating with need.
“What do you need, Tink?” I nip her bottom lip and kiss along her jawline my voice is steady but my heart is stuttering in my chest.
“You. I need you.”
She fumbles with my jeans and I quickly rid my body of them and my boxers, my cock jutting out as I reach for a condom from the drawer. Sitting back on my knees, I rip the foil and slide the condom down my length and Jade’s eyes follow my movements the whole time. She squirms underneath me and licks her lips before she roughly swallows. I line my cock up to her entrance. My breath tickles her ear, making her shudder as I whisper, “Fuck… Tink, I need you too.” And then I slide in deep. And the feel of her tight pussy taking every inch of me has my eyes rolling and she gasps.
Regaining my focus, I tilt her hips and thrust hard and deep, and I’m mesmerized by the sight in front of me. My cock sliding in and out of her soaking wet pussy, her arousal coating my cock. Her face is flushed as she whimpers beneath me, grappling to hold onto my biceps to ground her.
“Oh God… Hunter.”
Her mewls have me driving in harder and faster and she meets me stroke for stroke. My balls draw up as my release builds. I need her to come. I’m so fucking close I’m going to lose my damn mind.
“Are you going to come for me, Tink? Soak my cock. I want to feel your juices dripping out of this perfect pussy.” My dirty talk seems to push her over the edge. And with a few more strokes, I’m tumbling, with her.
I collapse but keep some of my weight off her, sweat coating my skin. “Fuck, Tink. That…” I shake my head and breathe out a ragged breath “I think I’m going to keep you.”
She huffs out a laugh, playing with the hairs at the nape of my sweaty neck, sending a shiver of pleasure through me that causes us both to groan. “Keep that up and I might just let you.”
As I wake, the early morning sun peaks through my drapes, and I'm greeted by the best view: My Tink lying across my chest. She looks like an angel, her golden hair shining in the morning sun. We couldn’t get enough of each other last night. I had her another two times and it still wasn’t enough, but sleep took us. I really want to wake her with my face between her thighs worshipping her delicious pussy, but I let her sleep. Slowly untangling myself from her, I stretch my arms over my head before I stand and pull on my sweats. I head into the kitchen to start the coffee and check my phone. I go through the emails and then check my messages. Leo sent me a few good luck messages and basically told me not to be a dick and mess things up with Jade. I roll my eyes. He’s so dramatic. I send him a middle finger emoji - childish I know but he brings that side out of me.
When I see the second message I groan. I could do without Maddison fucking Stephenson. When will she give it up? I almost delete the message without reading it because I’ve had it with her, but then I remember I’m not an asshole. Well, not a complete asshole.
Maddison - Hunter can we meet for coffee soon? I just want to clear the air, I promise.
I message her back to let her know I'll check my diary, then put my phone into the pocket of my sweats unable to hide my Jade-related smile.
When I re-enter the bedroom, I almost groan as I find her wrapped in my sheets. She stirs, as if sensing my presence. Stretching, she reaches out to touch my side, but tenses when she realizes she’s alone. I don’t want her to feel that agonizing pain I felt when I woke up alone. I never want to be the reason she hurts. “Morning, Tink.” She turns towards my voice and visibly relaxes. “I’ve made you breakfast.” She shuffles back against the pillows, the sheet wrapped around her.
“Please tell me there’s coffee on that tray?” She yawns and I love how relaxed she seems this morning, as if her walls are down and she’s happy to be herself. “I’ll warn you now. I'm useless until I’ve had that first sip.”
I place a perfectly brewed latte in her hands and she brings it to her nose, breathing in the scent. Taking a sip, she groans her appreciation, and my dick twitches in my sweats. “How did you know this is my favorite? It’s perfect. Do you have a barista downstairs?” She tilts her head in question. “Because I wouldn’t put it past you. You billionaires can be a little extra.” She sasses me, and my heart fucking sores because no part of her right now is telling me she regrets last night.
I slip under the covers and place a kiss on her perfect pouty lips. “I’m glad you approve. But no, I don't have a barista. Just an expensive coffee machine, which I had to spend a whole weekend figuring out how to use, and I’ll never get that time back. And how did I know that was your favorite? I’ve been to the coffee shop most mornings while Ted gets your coffee. I know for a fact he always has a mocha with caramel, whipped cream, and extra chocolate sprinkles because he’s fancy.”
“So fancy.”
“So the other drink he gets must be yours.” A lazy smile creeps onto her face.
“I’ve got myself my very own stalker. Perfect.”
“Stalker? No. But I do pay very close attention.”
“You are very attentive.” Her lips part as she licks her bottom lip seductively.
“Spend the day with me.” The demand just falls from my mouth.
“Is that an order, Mr. Stone?” She practically purrs my name and I like it more than I should.
I take her coffee from her, placing it on the bedside table before I crush her lips to mine. “Yes.” I rasp into her mouth.
“When you put it like that, how can I say no?” She pants before she pouts. “But I do need to go home first. I can't wear yesterday's clothes.” Her nose wrinkles at the thought.
“Come on, Tinkerbell. I’ll take you to get changed. Then you’re mine all day.”
“Urgh, you’re actually making me get out of this bed.” She sinks into the pillows, pulling the covers over her head.
“I’ll buy you breakfast.”
She peers out from behind the sheet, a small frown etched on her perfect face. “From the Drunken Duck?”
“The where?” I wrinkle my nose because that place sounds disgusting.
“I forget you’re uncultured.” She sighs.
I cover her body with mine and pin her arms above her head. “Uncultured? I’ll show you what an animal I can be.”