Page 101 of Her Passionate Hero

“I’d have more if you aimed for the bedroom, and not the couch.” She swung her left arm out wide like she was literally on a carnival ride and wanted to wave it in the wind as she was whisked through the air.

Happiness radiated through her yellow bedroom as Hunter laid down beside her on top of her sunflower comforter. “I’m picking up on a theme here, mi Amor.”

“The theme is centered around you. It always has been, it just took me a decade to realize it.”

He frowned. “Seriously Aliana, I don’t want to rush you.”

She shoved at his shoulders so that she was leaning over him. For just a moment her brain went a little fuzzy as she took in his broad shoulders in his white t-shirt and those dimples with just the right amount of scruff. When she looked into his eyes, they were dancing. Dammit, she was so busted.

She bit her lip. He picked up the end of her braid and undid the rubber band. He started to unwind her hair. “Same thing happens to me, Chaquita. I start to say something, then I look into your blue eyes, or I see your hair, or I look at your breasts, and I have trouble remembering my own name.”

“You do?” He spread her hair out so that it covered both of them.

“Oh yeah. You leave me tongue tied quite often, Ms. Novak. Now I want to make sure we’re on the same page,” he began.

“Now I remember what I was going to say.” Aliana bit her fingernails into the resilient muscles of his chest. She was rewarded when he sucked in a deep breath of air. She felt his body go hard. She was so glad she was wearing yoga gear, it allowed for so much more tactile stimulation than jeans.

“What? What were you going to say?”

“You are not rushing me. I want this. I want you.” She saw him hesitate. “Goddammit, Hunter. One girl in college had this poster that said, ‘She wasn’t looking for a knight, she was looking for a sword.’ Dammit, I want both! And I want them now!”

He did an ab crunch while laughing and hugging her tight.

“God, I’m in love with you Aliana. I’ve loved you all of my life it seems, but over the last two months I have totally, ass over teakettle, fallen in love with you.”

“Does that mean this virgin gets her sword?”

He pulled her legs apart and centered her heat above the crotch of his jeans. His brown eyes glittered with desire. “What do you think?”

She saw him consider asking her one more time. She guessed that was what made him a knight. Well, she had an idea on how to fix that. Aliana reached down and pulled off her loose over shirt and cotton sports bra in one swift move. Hunter shut his mouth, then a slow smile showed off the creases in his cheeks.

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His Alia’s breasts were beautiful, but by far, it was the radiance in her eyes that held him spellbound. He searched her blue eyes for any hint of hesitancy, but all he found was delight in the moment. It was finally their time.

He wrapped his arm tighter around her waist and tilted her chin up for another kiss. Something sweeter this time, something that could have been a kiss shared between teenagers on a swing set. He savored her pretty pink mouth and licked her full bottom lip until she opened up and invited him in to weave his tongue with hers.

Aliana squirmed against him, her body telling him she needed more. God knows, his body was telling him the same damn thing. But this wasn’t about him, this was all about her. He moved his hand down her throat, touching a chain. He traced it downwards to where it rested between her breasts and felt the warm medallion between his fingers. Hunter lifted his mouth and looked down.

“You kept it?”

“I’ve never taken it off. Well, except to get a longer chain, or when the chain broke once.”

“You undo me, Alia.”

“You came for me when I needed you, Hunter.”

She cupped his hand in both of hers and broke his grip on the medal. She then brought it up to encompass her breast. “Ah God, it feels so much better than I ever imagined.” He heard the catch in her voice.

He tried to look up into her eyes, but he couldn’t. Not this time, he was entranced by the silken beauty he held. He circled one delicate tip with his thumb, and she moaned as her nipple pebbled. He brought his other hand around so he could cup both breasts and continued on with the intimate caresses. She thrust herself harder into his hold, her breath sawing in and out, and she was trembling. His gaze shot to her face, her eyes were closed, and she was smiling.

“Hunter.”

“I’m here, mi Amor. Are you ready for more?”

Her eyes opened, and they glittered with delight. “I’m ready for everything.”

He threw back his head and laughed. He turned them over, so she was lying on the bed, then he got up and took off his shirt. No other woman had made him feel more desired than this moment with his Alia. He hesitated with his belt.