Page 142 of Ruthless Hunter


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“What do you want to do next week?” I ask.

“I want to fuck you.” He nuzzles his face into my chest and grins.

“Anything else?”

“Fuck you some more.” A cocky smile fills his face.

“Hunter, be serious.”

“I am serious.”

“Okay, give me something that doesn’t involve sex.”

He sighs and rolls his eyes at me as if the question is that hard to think about.

“Alright, if I must think of something that doesn’t involve sex, I’ll go with…” He thinks for a moment and stares at me with narrowed eyes. “Planning our next trip. I think it’s time we get away again. We could fit something in before Christmas.”

“Really? You’d be able to get away before the holidays?” Excitement surges through me at the idea of going away with him again.

“Yes, Bellissima. How about you take your turn and tell me where you’d like to go? There is a whole bunch of stuff on your bucket list we still need to do.”

Awe fills me. With everything going on, I haven’t been thinking about my list at all. I’m grateful that he keeps it alive for me.

Eagerly, I grab my glass, pour some wine, and drink it. “How about we go somewhere hot, exotic, and exciting?”

“I love hot, exotic, and exciting. Anywhere specific in mind?”

“There are so many places I want to visit.” I laugh. “It’s hard to pick.”

“Okay, let’s get the globe out tomorrow. We’ll spin it and see where it stops.”

“Oh, I love that idea.” He always seems to know how to fit that element of the unknown into an adventure. It makes everything that much more exciting.

Hunter presses his nose to mine. “I love you, Bellissima.”

“I love you too.” Those are now my favorite words to hear and say.

“Guess what?”

“What?”

“Game over. I need to be inside my wife again. If we’re to get those four kids of ours, we have to work harder.”

“I agree.” I love hearing him talk about kids and anything to do with the future.

“Good.”

I just about get a chance to catch my breath before he crushes his lips to mine. He soul kisses me, then picks me up and sets me on the table.

Just like that night months ago, he takes the shirt off me so I’m naked, then he pours the remaining wine over my breasts and licks it off me.

Moments later, he’s inside me again, his massive cock pounding into me, owning me in new ways and making sure I know we belong to each other.

I know we do.

I’m his, and he is mine.

Epilogue

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