“I’m fine,” I lied, running my hands down Hunter’s belly. “I like it. Remember?” I kissed him quick, then turned to Hunter, who had an arm braced on the headboard.
“Take off your pants, Graham,” I said, kissing a trail down Hunter’s belly—soft and tender.
I wanted Hunter to know I still wanted him. Because I did. I wanted to make it right with him. I owed him. But in all honesty, I knew that once Graham and I started, I’d have a really hard time thinking of anything else. And that wasn’t fair to him—not after everything.
Maybe he sensed what Graham and I had. Maybe that was the reason for his outburst backstage. Hewasunder a lot of stress, and I fucked it up by wearing the wrong shoes when I knew my coordination was horrible under pressure. Add in the fact I’d just made out with Graham in the alley, so I wasn’t thinking straight. Of course he’d pick up on it and be pissed.
“Easy there, pretty thing.” Hunter snatched my hand before I could reach inside his briefs. “Why don’t we make a little video before we really get started?”
“Oh—” My gaze shot to Graham. “I never asked him about avideo.”
“That’s okay, we’re asking now. You down?” Hunter asked, a charming grin spread on his face. “Just a quick little tease for her fans?”
Graham stared at Hunter… then me—contemplating.
“Well… Port Grey’s already seen the rest of my body,” he said, taking a swig from his glass. “Why not give the fans what they want?” He blew out a breath.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” I said, placing a hand on his arm.
“It’s fine,” he growled. “You’re the only thing I want right now.”
“Crack on, mate!” Hunter fist-pumped the air and grabbed his camera from the bedside table. “Why don’t you two start with some kisses and foreplay… I’ll get some great angles.”
I leaned into Graham and let him wrap his arms around me, cradling me, taking me in. I watched his stormy eyes lighten as he stared into mine.The sadness was still there—the hurt, and everything he left behind. I raised my hand to his cheek and drew him in close.
“Missed you, princess,” he whispered, just loud enough that only I could hear.
“Yeah, I’ve missed you too.” My voice cracked. Part of me wanted to start crying. I felt it building, but the other part—the stronger… hornier part—pushed that aside and gave in to him.
Graham closed the gap between us and gave me the slowest, softest… most passionate kiss I’d ever had. It was like lightning and apple blossoms falling at the same time. Igniting the part of me that went out the moment he walked out that door.
His hand roamed down my side and to my ass, then to my thigh where he gripped it firmly—claiming me.
“Okay, now roll her onto her back, there, big guy.”
Graham let out a grunt and broke our kiss. “Hey, if I’m doing this video, I’m doing it my way. There’s no way I’m keeping a hard-on with you barking in my ear.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll just watch. You do know how to pick the difficult ones,mo chróí.”
A small breathy giggle escaped me, and I turned back to Graham, letting Hunter and the room fade away. Graham wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me up, swinging me around to his front as he scooted to the edge of the bed. He positioned me so I was on his lap, facing away from him, then reached down and ran his hands over my thighs, gripped them, spreading me open.
I braced my feet on his knees and leaned into him, my bare back against his warm chest.
Graham’s hand slid down to my pussy where he teased me, running his fingers gently over my outer lips—just soft, delicate pressure. Not intentionally sexual. But comforting… like home.
Then he parted me. His finger dipping ever so slightly inside. Grazing past my clit, sending the aching want deeper inside.
“Mmm, that feels so…”
“Good?”
“Uh-huh.”
I wrapped my arm behind his neck and arched to face him. Hegave me that cocky smirk and brought his mouth to my breast, flicking my stiffened nipple with maddening precision while his fingers found my clit without fail, playfully tracing circles around it…
Until—
He added pressure. The perfect amount.
