That seems to open up a whole different Hunter. He growls, rolls us so he’s on top, and lifts one of my legs to pound into me harder and deeper. I whimper as he sucks my nipple between his lips and groans. Then he comes back up, fucking me so fast that I can’t catch my bearings.
“Hunter!” I yell hoarsely.
“I’m not going to come inside you yet, sweetheart. You have to earn that. So when I’m ready, you’re going to taste it.”
“Yes.” I pant, back arching again. “Yes, please!”
“Such a good girl for me,” He groans, pounding into me at a rhythm I just can’t handle. I whimper, grab at him, then come all over again.
He jerks out of me as I reach the highest peak of pleasure, then pulls me forward. I wrap my lips around his cock, tasting both of us at the same time as he fucks my throat. I moan and dig my fingers into his ass, loving how rough he is, loving how good he feels, how good he tastes.
“Fuck. Ready, Val?”
I nod and drag my tongue over his length. That’s all it takes. He finishes in my throat and shudders, slowly drawing back, shaky inch by inch, until he collapses on the floor. He groans and strokes over my cheek. “Fuck, sweetheart you are good at that, Jesus.”
I lick my bottom lip and hesitate before laying down with him. I’m not sure what’s allowed. Chase loves cuddling. Lief is awkward as hell. And Hunter likes control, total and complete control.
Trembling, I start looking for my clothes, but he pulls me across his chest to play with my hair. His other hand strokes down my back. “You’re worth the wait.”
“Are you mad I made you wait?”
“More … curious.” He lifts my chin and kisses me softly. “I knew you were into me. Knew you wanted me.”
“I also hated your cocky asshole side.” I tap his chest. “Even if it was funny sometimes.”
His brow furrows.
“I like the real you, dummy,” I whisper against his lips. “The one that was in my office. Intense, confused, unsure, vulnerable.” I roll my eyes. “And still strong as hell.”
Hunter shakes his head at me slowly, his nose brushing mine. “Why the hell would you like that?”
I rub over his chest. “Because it lets me know you’re more than the average fuckboy.”
He kisses me once, then twice, then again. This time, he’s soft, gentle, like he’s trying to find something in me. I carefully brush some hair from his face. Hunter rolls me onto my back and kisses my neck as his hand slides between my legs.
“You get to come again.”
HUNTER
Ilazily lick and suck Valerie’s nipple while just rubbing her clit. She trembles and pants, whimpering softly as she gets closer. I switch to the other breast, trying to be soft after being so rough with her. The way she just says what she thinks bothers me and unnerves me.
How can she go from all riled and challenging to soft and honest like that without missing a beat? Why does it affect me so much?
“Hunter,” She pants.
I push my fingers inside her and she writhes against me, rolling her body, panting, petting my hair until she soaks my fingers as she comes. But, since I don’t feel like stopping, I don’t. She groans and tries to dig her heels into the ground.
Her thighs tighten around my hand. “We should go.”
“Mmm,” I answer, flicking my tongue over her nipple while continuing. Her legs part again and she digs her fingers into her thigh just before she comes.
So fucking wet.
Before I can comment on how good she feels, I hear a beeping. Valerie sits up, pulls away from me, and stumbles to the computer in the corner. “Fuck. Someone just came in the back door.”
She doesn’t go for her clothes; she goes for her purse? Then out comes a taser. God damn, she truly is the sexiest woman on the planet. She doesn’t expect me to save her and is all prepared to save herself, totally naked. Fuck she is hot.
I groan and her eyes flick to me before she picks up my shirt, puts it on, and opens the door, focusing on the dark hallway. She turns the thing on so it crackles, just before she’s caught, turned and walked back into the lobby, the taser useless on the floor.