Page 82 of Twisted Hunger


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"You have no idea, little wife." Slamming the door, he runs around to the driver's side and hops behind the wheel.

We are back on the road in no time. Just thinking about being with Beau now has me giddy like a schoolgirl.Well, I guess I'm still a schoolgirl, aren't I? I'll have to talk to Beau about enrolling in the high school here. It will be nice going to a school where nobody knows me, but also a bit weird with being married and all. People will probably think I'm knocked up.

"What are you thinking about, Ry?"

"Oh, I don't think you really want to know," I chuckle and grab his hand to hold it.

"Yes, I do. I always want to know what's going on in that beautiful head of yours."

"Hm, talk like that will get you inside my panties real fast." I wiggle my brows at him.

"It doesn't take much to do that, my gorgeous little nympho." His laugh makes me happy.

I haven't heard Beau's real laugh in so long. I really made him happy by coming out here; I've made us both happy. Hopefully, Bain can come to terms with our marriage and finally accept us being together.

I slap Beau playfully for the little nickname he called me. "You're not very nice…"

"Oh, I'll show you nice as soon as I get you home." He kisses my hand and places it down on his thigh, keeping it there as he drives.

My phone begins to ring, and Bain's name pops up on the screen. "It's your dad." I turn my phone to show Beau.

Shaking his head, he says, "No, not now. Today is our day, and we aren't going to let anyone put a damper on it."

Smiling, I silence my phone and tuck it away in the personal bag that I brought on the plane with me. I sit back and watch the scenery as we drive through the city. Everything looks so different than the East Coast; it's all so exciting. I feel good about us being here, making a home and an all-new, fresh start.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Huntley," Beau says, grinning as he carries me over the threshold of our new apartment.

Kicking the door shut with his foot, he turns us and drops my legs, slamming me against the door. His mouth is on me instantly, kissing me as if he's a starved man. He grabs the hem of my shirt and yanks it up, pulling it up until my arms are trapped. He holds them hostage above my head as his mouth moves across my jaw, nipping and biting his way to my neck.

"Beau…" I moan breathlessly.

He meets my eyes with a heated stare before giving me a wicked grin and releasing my arms. Dropping to his knees, he pulls my leggings down, and before I know it, he has one leg free and draped over his shoulder. His hot breath hits my slick folds just before his mouth ravages my clit. I've never felt anything so sinful in my life.

“Ah…yes…oh God…don’t stop…” I breathe as I feel my climax start to build already.

I slide my hands into his hair and hold him to me, suffocating him as he eats me out with that wicked tongue of his. Throwing my head back against the door, my mouth drops open as I grind my cunt against his face. He grunts his approval and then shoves two fingers inside me.

"Fuck yes!" I fuck his fingers like I'm riding his cock.

Looking down, I find his eyes on me, watching my every expression. Pushing a third finger into me, I whine at the stretch, but it turns into a moan as he keeps pushing all three deep inside. Only when he can't go any further does he pull them out slowly and start slamming them back in.

“Uh…please…don’t stop…right fucking there…just like that…”

His teeth bite down on my sensitive nub before he sucks on it, repeating the action two more times. Running another finger through my wetness, he brings it to the back and pushes just the tip into my ass. I was already almost there when he decided to play back there, so between the pleasure and the pain he's inflicting all at once, he sends me tumbling into the sweet abyss.

"Oh f—uck! I'm coming, baby, don't stop!"

This man knows how to pleasure a woman with his mouth, and when he adds his fingers into the mix, forget it. As I come hard, he fucks me a few more times with his fingers before pulling them out and replacing them with his mouth. He laps up every last drop I give him before he lets my leg drop back down, and he stands up.

I'm still panting against the door as he peels off his t-shirt. His shoulders are broad, and his chest is thick with muscle. His biceps have grown since we first started seeing each other, and his abs…well, he's fucking ripped. Standing in just his fatigues and combat boots, he is deliriously gorgeous, and he's all mine.

I try to drop to my knees, but he catches me. "No, that can wait. Me being in that pussy, can't."

Nodding, I bring my hands to his waist and fumble with the button longer than I'd like to, but I get it. I sigh as I reach my hand in and wrap it around his hard length. My mouth waters, wanting to taste him so bad that I whimper.

"Please, just one little taste…" I beg as I stroke him.

His jaw is clenched, but he nods. "Just a small one…"

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