Only then did he lean away and murmur against her lips. “Tell me one thing.”
“What is that?” she breathed.
He nibbled his way along her cheek to her neck. She angled her head, giving him further access, squeezing her thighs together desperate for the friction. “The shows in Phoenix…”
“Mm hmm.” She moaned as his tongue flicked out at the sweet spot on the base of her neck.
“It’s me, isn’t it?” He nipped at her shoulder, igniting her desperate shudder.
“What’s you?” she rasped.
He kissed his way back up her neck, stopping at her ear, and murmured, “When someone else is fucking you, you’re imagining it’s me, aren’t you?”
She snapped her eyes open, freezing under that truth.
His low chuckle brushed across her. Then she met his burning stare. “You think I didn’t know?”
She parted her lips, only a squeak escaping.
His strong fingers brushed against her face, making her feel safer than she ever had in her life. “You think I didn’t see the way you’d look at me right after you’d come? That I never saw the yearning cross your face when you’d remember it wasn’t me who made you fall apart?” Intensity burned across his features, deepening his voice. “You think I never saw sadness cross your face when you realized you weren’t mine, and I wasn’t yours?”
Her heart lodged into her throat. “Hunt,” she whispered.
His gaze held hers intently, passionately, deeper than anyone had ever looked at her. “I’m done running from what’s been between us. Whatever stands between us, we’ll fucking crash through it until it’s gone.”
The safety of his hold promised her a million things. Things she wanted so badly. She wanted to lose herself entirely. To forget that everything could go so terribly wrong. She wanted for once in her life to be blindly happy.
“Stop overthinking this,” he nearly growled, brushing his lips across hers. “It’s simple. Do you want me?”
She didn’t even have to hesitate. “Yes.”
He smiled against her mouth. “Then trust me that I can handle whatever is thrown my way. Can you do that?”
Everything suddenly did seem so simple. She did want Hunt. She wanted him so badly, it made her burn for him. “Yes, I can.”
“Then you are mine, and I am yours?”
She couldn’t fight it. Not under the fear of Leo’s arrival in New York City. Not under the pure terror that he might be coming for her. Not with the truth now laid out before them. She could no longer fight against her heart. “Yes, Hunt, you are mine, and I am yours.”
A blinding smile crossed his face before his lips crashed onto hers as he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed.
Of all the times she imagined Hunt taking her for the first time, she pictured his touches being rough, filled with passion and intensity. Punishing her with hard thrusts for making him wait. For keeping the truth from him.
But Hunt surprised her.
In her room, through the fiery kisses, he removed her blouse, then her jeans, and her lingerie soon followed. His clothing vanished not long after. He only broke away to apply a condom, and then his mouth met hers again. Lifting her in his arms, he laid her out on the bed, covering her body with his. She never knew how much she needed his strength atop her until she felt the swell of relief that followed.
He ran his hand up her thigh, bringing up her leg and tucking it around his hip while his kiss left her mouth to travel to her neck, to her collarbone, down to her breast where he sucked the bud to the roof of his mouth.
She moaned, dragging her hands down the ripples of muscles along his flexing back until she reached his buttock. She gripped the hard muscle, lifting her hips, and tightening her leg around him, needing him closer.
He groaned and shifted his hips…and she shuddered against the feel of him at her entrance.
With a final kiss on her neck, he lifted his head and met her gaze. She felt her guard blast away under the tender affection on his face.
He stared at her deeply as he pressed forward and then halted. That’s when she understood. Tonight wasn’t about playful sex. It wasn’t about multiple orgasms. It was about the connection they’d longed to have. And now, with him slowly entering her, she felt his claim on her, and her claim on him.
Her chin fell back at the pleasure as he withdrew and then entered her in one swift stroke all the way to the hilt.
