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He smiles, those bright white teeth making my insides turn all gooey and hot. Why does he have to be so handsome? So charming and fun to look at.
“I love you too, Red.”
My cheeks blush, and I know my neck and chest are brighter than my hair. “Hunter…” I say in a low whisper as my foot rubs softly against his leg.
His spine straightens and his head tilts, giving me that lust-filled gaze.
“Let’s go back to the rental now.”
“Check, please,” he calls to the waiter, and I’m smiling so hard, it hurts my cheeks.
* * *
We both hearthe moaning before the front door even opens. It’s just a small two-bedroom condo in downtown Phoenix, near the club we’re touring tomorrow night. It was the smartest option since there are three of us. Instead of getting two hotel rooms, for the same price, we could just rent a small place.
But as I set my purse down and hear what sounds like a woman in the throes of a very intense orgasm, I’m starting to reconsider our options.
“Cancel the rest of our reservations,” I joke.
“Jesus…I’m sorry.”
I laugh. “Hunter…stop apologizing. You own a sex club. Do you really think this even affects me anymore?”
He corners me against the counter, placing both hands on either side of me, blocking me in. “Are you sure it doesn’t affect you at all? Not even a little bit?” His lips land gently against the skin of my neck, just under my ear, and I hum in response. He knows all of my weak spots.
“Okay…maybe it does…a little.”
His hands wind their way around my waist as he squeezes me closer. Pressing his mouth against my ear, he mutters darkly, “Should we give them a littlestiffcompetition?”
“Oh, baby. You know I can do way better than her.”
At that moment, another female voice whimpers in the next room, and Hunter pulls back as we stare at each other wide-eyed.
“Them,” I correct myself.
With that, Hunter hoists me over his shoulder and carries me squealing into our bedroom. As he slams the door closed behind us, the moaning and groaning in the next room is suddenly louder. I guess we share a wall…wonderful.
Quick to distract me, Hunter drops me onto the bed and yanks me to the edge. My legs quickly wrap around his waist as he pulls his jacket off and then starts unbuttoning his shirt while I watch.
Licking my lips, I feast on the sight of my husband slipping the white cotton from his shoulders, revealing black, white, and red ink covering his skin like a second suit. Then, with a rough jerk, he yanks my dress up to my waist and tears down my panties.
Growling, he drops to his knees and nibbles his way up the insides of my thighs. I’m squirming with anticipation by the time he reaches my center, lapping and licking in fierce strokes as I moan loudly.
“Come on, Red. You can do better than that.”
On that note, he plunges two fingers inside me, and my back arches with a guttural cry. His mouth is rough, and his fingers brutal as he sucks and nibbles at my clit.
The blankets are clenched tightly in my fists, and my heels fall with a clunk against the tile floor while my husband wears my thighs like ear muffs, not even coming up for air until I’m screaming.
My orgasm is fast and fierce, but before I’ve even recovered, he’s flipping me onto my knees and crawling onto the bed behind me.
Grabbing onto the headboard, I brace myself for the impact as he slams home.
Hunter is rough in bed. It’s probably my second favorite thing about him—just after that kind heart of his. And it’s probably the dichotomy of his personality that makes the sex so delectable. He is warm and kind and quiet in person, but in the bedroom, he lets loose. He’s wild and rough and almost primal. He growls and commands and dominates in a way that lets me know he wants me and only me. That heneedsme.
“Louder,” he grunts.
I cry out again, our bed smacking against the wall, and I swear I hear the cries on the other side get louder. Then, for some reason, I imagine what he’s doing to them in that room. I picture Drake pounding into that girl the way Hunter is me. I picture sweat dripping across his bare pecs and over the ridges of his abs. I picture his dirty blond hair barely touching his shoulders. I picture his face and wonder what it looks like when he comes.
