“Hunt, you’re staring,” Adie whispered, trying to tug her hands from his.
“That’s because you are so worth staring at,” Hunt roughly replied, “I suggest you get used to it because I could do it for—”
Biting off the word—theforevernearly slipped out—Hunt told her to turn around, and when she finally did, Hunt took in her slender back and her world-class ass.
Man, if he lasted two seconds after pushing into her it would be a friggin’ miracle.
“I’d like to look at you too,” Adie told him, sending him an impatient look over her shoulder.
If he got naked, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. Besides, there was something incredibly sexy about being dressed while your lover was naked...
After toeing off his shoes and socks, Hunt pulled Adie so her back was to his front and crisscrossed his arms over her torso, his hands on her breasts. Needing to see her, wanting his eyes on hers, he dropped his arms to her waist and gently lifted her, walking her across the room to where a free-standing mirror stood in the corner of the room. Her head dropped back to rest against his collarbone and her eyes were on his hands, watching their reflections as he gently pinched her nipples, making them harder than before.
“Look at me, Adie.”
Adie’s eyes lifted and clashed with his, dark brown slamming into gray and Hunt felt his erection jump. Adie pushed her butt into him and he groaned, grinding himself against her. He’d wanted to take more time to explore her but one hand, by its own volition, skated over her stomach and he bent his legs so that he could push his hand between her legs to cup her mound.
“Open for me, sweetheart,” Hunt commanded and Adie spread her legs. Hunt sighed when her feminine heat hit his hand. Sliding his fingers between her folds he smiled when her juices covered his fingers. So responsive... Moving up, he rubbed his index finger against her clitoris and Adie stiffened in his arms, her eyes growing wide.
Initially, he thought she didn’t like his touch, but when she held his hand against her and lifted her hips, he released a soft laugh.
Yeah, she liked his touch. Very much.
“Hunt, God, this...”
Hunt touched his mouth to her neck, moved his lips across her skin to nip the ball of her shoulder. He removed his hand from between her legs and dragged his wet fingers across her stomach and up and over her nipple, making it glisten. “I can’t wait to taste you, to be inside you. I can’t wait to make you mine.”
Adie’s eyes were foggy with lust and she surprised him by picking up his hand and placing it back between her legs. “Touch me, Hunter.”
He laughed, happy to oblige. Hunt watched as pleasure tinted her skin a deeper shade of pink. Needing to see every bit of her, needing for there not to be anything between them, he lifted her right foot onto the seat of the chair next to the mirror, exposing her to his gaze.
Hunt saw the momentary flash of embarrassment cross her face, but before it could take hold, he spoke in her ear. “Every inch of you is lovely. So feminine, so responsive. I knew it would be like this...”
“Like what?”
“Fan-freaking-tastic.”
Hunt, needing to know more of her, pushed one finger into her hot channel, felt her clench around him and smiled. His thumb brushed her bundle of nerves and she pushed down on his fingers, wanting more. Hunt slid another finger into her and watched as her mouth opened, her breath coming in excited, shallow gasps. He knew she was close, knew that with a little pump, another flick, she’d fall apart in his arms.
Adie, insensible to anything but her rising pleasure, tried to push her fingers between his and her happy place, but Hunt took her hand away, holding it against her stomach. “Let me do this for you, Adie.”
“Then do it!”
Bossy. Hunt, wanting to hide his smile at her impatience, dropped his head back to her neck. After a moment, he rested the side of his head against hers, their eyes clashing again in the mirror. “Kiss me, Adie.”
Adie half turned, stood on her toes, and her mouth found his. Hunt nearly staggered at the passion he tasted, blown away by her need for him and what he could give her.
Her tongue pushed into his mouth and he let her take control of the kiss as he decimated her control down below. Bending his fingers, he found that special spot deep inside and tapped it while, at the same time, he increased the pressure on her clitoris. Adie arched her back and yanked her mouth off his, breathing heavily as she tensed in his arms.
He waited for a second, tapped and swiped again and she released a harsh cry as she contracted around his fingers, her body shaking as her orgasm hit her. Hunt pushed for more and she convulsed again, a deeper, longer spike than her initial orgasm.
Hunt held her as pleasure consumed her, enjoying the gasps and groans of a completely fulfilled woman.
It didn’t matter that he was rock hard, feeling like he was about to rip open, he could wait, hewouldwait. This was about Adie and about what he could give her, how he could make her feel. About learning about her body and what made her fall apart.
Hunt watched as Adie came back to earth, her eyes foggy with pleasure and surprise. She allowed him to hold her weight, and Hunt knew he’d never seen anything sexier than Adie standing naked in his arms, slumped against him, his hand still between her legs, his other covering one breast.
She met his eyes and smiled softly. “Wow.”