Page 39 of Twisted Hunger


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"What is your all-time favorite movie?" Beau asks me as we leave the movie theater.

"I don't think I really have a favorite movie. I don't even have a favorite genre that I like to watch. If it looks good, I'll watch it," I say. "Oh, wait. That's a lie. I can't stand documentaries; they are way too boring."

Beau chuckles. "I will definitely agree with you on that one. I like action movies the most, and then comedies."

I roll my eyes, then poke him in the side. "Such a typical guy…"

"There is nothing typical about me, babe." Beau puffs out his chest jokingly.

I take a moment and let my eyes peruse him. "Yeah, I will definitely agree…"

He glares at me playfully. "Are you trying to turn me on, Ry?"

"I haven't the slightest idea of what you're talking about." I push the door open and walk out into the cool night.

"Just so you know, this date isn't over yet." There is a tightness to his voice, and the bulge in his pants tells me exactly why.

Do I feel bad for being a tease? Absolutely not. He grabs my hand and squeezes it briefly. It's a little tell-tale sign that he's not really mad at me. I let him lead us across the parking lot to his car, where he opens the door for me but doesn't allow me to get in until he thoroughly kisses me.

He pays me back with just that one kiss. The same kiss that always makes my panties wet, and he knows it. When he pulls back, he's wearing his knowing smirk as he watches me get into the passenger seat before shutting the door.

"Bastard…" I say under my breath.

Beau gets into the driver's seat, whistling a happy tune. I grin and shake my head. Never in a million years would I have thought I would be sitting here, dating the same guy who bullied me for three years, and be the happiest I've been since the night my father died.

He drives us to Lookout Point. It's where high schoolers go to make out, fuck, etc. I look over at him, raising my brow, but he takes my hand and brings it to his lips. His little smirk tells me all I need to know…he's up to something.

When he drives into the clearing, normally packed with cars, I'm surprised to find no car in sight. What I do see is a large blanket with a basket sitting on top of it and pillows strewn about. It's a romantic scene, especially with the clear sky and the stars shining brightly.

Gasping, I squeeze Beau's hand. "You did this? How were you able to clear this place out?"

Beau shrugs. "I had a little help. You must not have seen Tanner and Blake at the entrance. They are diverting all the horny fuckers trying to come up here." He chuckles and cuts the engine.

It's peaceful out here; crickets are the only thing that can be heard as we settle down on the blanket. I eye the basket and then the handsome guy beside me. "You expect me to eat more after we had supper and then popcorn at the movie theater? It's bad enough I may need to unbutton my jeans if I'm going to remain sitting here." I giggle, but it's true.

"First, it's only dessert. You don't have to eat it. I had it brought just in case. Second..." Beau licks his lips as his eyes wander down the length of me. "I'm not planning on keeping our clothes on."

"Oh? You just assume that I'm going to sleep with you?" I tease.

"Nope. There won't be any sleeping with what I have planned." His mouth turns up into a devilish grin before grabbing his phone and swiping a few times.

Music begins to play, and I recognize it as one of my favorite artists. It's a slower song, one that is perfect for this kind of atmosphere. Beau reaches for me and pulls me until I'm straddling his lap. I lightly brush my lips over his and smile at him when I pull away.

"I never would have guessed that Beau Huntley has a romantic side." I bite my lower lip as I gaze into his eyes.

"Only for you, Ryan." He pauses, and with a wicked smirk, he says, "If you ever tell anyone, I will deny it, and then I will torture you repeatedly."

My own smile broadens. "Is that a promise?"

"Test it and find out." He takes my lips back, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

He moves forward, bringing me down onto my back while his body hovers over me. I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his ass to feel his hardness pressed against me. Beau groans and grinds against my heated core.

"God, baby…" he mumbles against my lips when I slip my hand between us and undo his jeans.

"I need you inside me, Beau…" I pant.

I whimper when he pulls away, causing my hands to drop and stop the process of undressing him. Kneeling between my legs now, Beau slowly opens my jeans and hooks his fingers into the waist, pulling my jeans and panties down all at once. He keeps his eyes trained on mine even when he stops to pull off my ankle boots one at a time.

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