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I shudder at the thought, and he smiles. “No. I suppose not.”
He tips me onto my side, facing him, his hand on my ass as he pulls me close. “My desk, on the other hand, with the door firmly locked…” He wiggles his eyebrows and I giggle, which makes him laugh. “I’ll go run us a bath.”
He gets up, walking away toward the bathroom, and I admire his muscular back, my eyes drifting down to his toned ass as I lie back with a sigh.
I can’t believe what’s happened to me since Friday evening… how much has changed, and how much I’ve learned. From Hunter’s first ‘I love you’, to that moment in front of his mirror, when he touched me… to making love in the shower, and in his office… it’s all been so magical, and I know I’ll never forget a single moment of it, even after the ache in my muscles has long worn off.
I feel as though I know Hunter so much better than I did before, and I know more about myself, too. I never realized physical love could feel like this, or that I’d crave it as much as I do, but even a few minutes away from him is making me impatient, and I sit up, wondering whether I should follow him into the bathroom, or wait for him to call me… just as a dreadful thought occurs. We’re going back to Boston tonight, which means he’ll take me home to my apartment, and then he’ll return to his. We’ll be apart. And although I know it’s pathetic, that thought fills me with dread. He’s said he loves me, over and over, and I know he’s not going to stop, just because we’re not sleeping together. But how am I supposed to survive an entire night without him? I’ve already grown accustomed to being held in his arms, to feeling his warm, powerful body beside mine, to hearing his soft, gentle breathing and matching it with my own…
“Bath’s ready.” His voice startles me out of my thoughts and I leap from the bed, running through to the bathroom. He’s standing straight ahead of me, and I throw myself into his arms, wrapping my arms and legs around him. “Whoa… what’s this?” He holds me close, looking down into my eyes.
“Nothing.” I can’t tell him how insecure I feel. What would he think of me? “I’m just pleased to see you, that’s all.”
He grins. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m pleased to see you, too.”
His arousal was more than obvious when I rushed in here, even though I was more concerned with being held… being comforted.
“I’m glad to hear it.”
He chuckles and carefully climbs the steps that lead up to the bath, holding me in his arms still, as he drops down into it, and then slowly sits on the seat at the far end, away from the faucet, careful not to let the water overflow.
I’m still wrapped around him, his erection between us, and as I get comfortable on his lap, I glance out the window, across the harbor.
“This is a lovely way to take a bath… and it’s such an amazing view.”
I turn to him to see he’s gazing into my eyes.
“Yeah, it is.” He coughs, clearing his throat. “I—I was gonna give you a couple of choices this morning, but I’m wondering…”
“Choices?” I forget about the view, that now familiar tingle of anticipation coursing through my body. It’s been like this every time since Friday evening, when he stood me in front of his mirror, and let me watch his every move.
He smiles. “Yeah. Obviously, at least one choice still stands…”
“It does?”
“Yeah. Do you wanna make love?”
I grind my hips into him, his arousal pressing hard against my core, and his smile widens. “What do you think?”
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’. In which case…” He reaches around, unwrapping my legs, and I release my arms from behind his neck, wondering what he’s going to do. Before I can ask, he flips me around, so my back is to his front, and places his hands between my knees, parting my legs. I love being exposed to him like this… like I was in the shower yesterday morning. I also love not knowing exactly what’s going to happen next, and I hold my breath, waiting, until he lifts me, one arm around my waist, and then lowers me again, inch by divine inch, over his erection. The stretch is just as breathtaking as that first time, but he takes it slow, giving me time to adjust, and as I settle down onto him at last, I let out that breath in a long sigh. “Okay?” he says, moving his arm up, so his hand cups my breast as he leans back and pulls me with him.
“Yes. You feel so good.”
“Hmm… so do you.”
He swivels his hips and I feel him move inside me… not hard, or fast, like yesterday in the shower, or on his desk, but gently, the tip of his arousal seeming to hit a spot that makes my body tremble already. I lean slightly to my right, so I can turn my head and look at him, desperate to ask what’s happening… how he does this to me. But before I can utter a sound, he bends his head, covering my lips with his in a deep and passionate kiss. I feel him pinch my nipple, and at the same time, he moves his other hand down, his fingers rubbing against my clitoris.
I can’t take that… it’s too much, and I squeal into his mouth, breaking the kiss so I can throw my head back and scream, my body spiraling, out of control, in a heavenly swirl that takes a long, long time to slow, and eventually stop. When it does, I twist around again, looking back up at Hunter and he stares down at me, shaking his head. I’m about to ask what’s wrong when he says, “You’re incredible,” and I smile.
I don’t get the chance to tell him how incredible he is, because he places his hands on my waist and lifts me off of him. I’m disappointed and let out a slight moan, but he quickly slides out from under me and switches places, so I’m closest to the seat.
“You want me to sit?” I look up at him.
“No. I want you to turn around,” he says, his voice a low growl.
“So I’m facing away from you?”
“Yes.”
