“You can bring a book,” he promises as he kisses his way toward my breasts. “I’ll buy you a bunch of new ones for the trip.”
“I do like new books,” I say playfully as he drags the robe down my arms and peels it off me.
Hunter shifts our positions, rolling me onto my back. Now that I’m completely naked, he climbs on top of me.
Leaning down to kiss my breasts, he says, “And the plane has a bedroom. We can spend lots of time alone in there, no matter who is with us. I can give you lots and lots of orgasms.”
A shiver passes over me as he kisses his way lower, down my abdomen, past my hip bone… “I do like orgasms,” I say, a bit breathier.
Hunter moves between my legs, spreading my thighs and placing a soft, tender kiss to the inside of each one. Looking up at me, his eyes glinting with tenderness, he says, “And I do like you.”
I smile down at him, my heart filling up. Nonetheless, I tease, “You better love me, Hunter Maxwell.”
“Oh, I do,” he assures me.
“Yeah? How much?”
“Well, I could tell you, but…” With a devilish grin, he leans in and spreads me open. Right before his beautiful mouth reaches my pussy, he says, “How about I show you instead?”