“Like, drugs?”
Hunter chuckles. “No. Contraceptive. Are you on birth control?”
My face heats. I really wasn’t thinking this far ahead. “No, I’m not. It’s not like I’ve had a reason to before now.”
“I would have liked to fuck you raw, but I’m more than happy to wear a condom.”
I chew on my bottom lip. He’s so casual about it, and I’m so fucking awkward that it hurts. “O-okay.”
Hunter pulls back slightly. “Eden.”
“Hm?”
“You can still say no. We don’t have to do this.”
My hands shoot out to grasp at his shirt collar. “I want to,” I blurt out. “I really do want to. I’m just…” I swallow hard, unable to get rid of the sticky lump lodged in my throat.
“What, sweet girl?”
“I’m nervous.” I can’t bring myself to look him in the eye. “I don’t know what I’m doing. What if you don’t have a good time?”
Hunter gives me a rare smile. It’s so gentle and patient and warm that I think my heart might burst. “I don’t want you to worry about me tonight, Eden. This is about you, remember? There’s nothing to be nervous about. I’m going to take good care of you.”
His reassuring words help me calm down a bit. “Alright,” I whisper.
“That being said, we can stop at any time. You have to promise to talk to me, Eden. Tell me what you like and what you don’t like. Got it?”
I nod. “Sure. So do we, uh… Do we get right to it?”
Hunter chuckles. The sound is so rich it’s like watching honey pour over chocolate. “Youare going to relax.Iam going to take it from here.”
“What does that mean?”
He claims my mouth, less forceful than before, but still just as needy. He slips his hands beneath my blouse, lifting the fabric up until he can pull it over my head and toss it away. The cool air hits my exposed skin, my nipples pebbling at the sudden exposure.
The look in Hunter’s eyes is dark and ravenous.
I went home to change into a pair of matching underwear. It’s nothing fancy, just a pink bra and the strawberry-patterned panties that it came with. Now that I think about it, it’s embarrassing that I didn’t go and buy something sexier.
“Fuck,” he groans, the hard press of his cock rubbing against my thigh. “Did you wear this just for me?”
I nod. “Y-yes. Do you like it?”
“Very,verymuch.”
His hands roam down to pull my skirt free. Hunter undresses me like he’s unwrapping a present on Christmas morning, a glint of excitement behind his dark eyes. My bra and panties go next, leaving me naked and exposed before him.
I move to cover my face with my hands —a totally unconscious reaction— Hunter grasps my hands firmly and pins them down on either side of my head.
“None of that,” he warns. “I want to see you. Don’t be shy, Eden.”
“I-I want to see you, too.”
“You will, but not yet. Not until after I’ve done this…”
I’m just about to ask what he means when he starts to move, kissing a line down my neck, my chest, pausing to tease my nipple in his mouth. My core is burning at a million degrees, sparks stuttering through my system as he demonstrates what’s to come. Once he’s satisfied, he continues his trail down my navel, kisses the dip of my hips, sucks a hard mark on my inner thigh before finally settling between my legs.
He pushes my knees apart, hooking his hands around to keep me right where he wants me.