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I laughed.
He pointed at one. “This one is from soccer.”
“You played soccer?”
He laughed. “For a couple of years, but it took too much time away from riding.”
Turning, I placed my hands on his chest. “Speaking of riding…”
The wicked smile appeared, and he pulled his long-sleeve shirt over his head. “I know you haven’t done nearly as much riding as you wanted on the ranch.”
I lifted my sweater over my head and dropped it to the floor. “I haven’t.”
Hunter stripped out of his boots and jeans in record time, and I stared at his hard, thick length. “No underwear?”
He winked.
I was soon standing in front of him with nothing but a white lace bra and matching panties. Hunter took my hands and walked back until his legs hit the bed. He crawled onto it and lay with his hands laced behind his head. “I’m all yours.”
Hooking my fingers in my panties, I slid them down and kicked them to the side before I made my way onto the bed.
“Keep your bra on,” he said in a husky voice.
“Okay,” I purred, crawling over him and pressing my wet entrance against him.
“Fuck,” he panted as he grabbed my hips. “Kipton, you drive me crazy.”
“Touch me, Hunter.”
His eyes grew darker. “Where do you want me to touch you, angel?”
“Everywhere.”
Hunter’s hands felt like they were all over my body at once. My thighs, my hips, my back. He cupped my breasts, and I hissed at how sensitive my nipples were—and suddenly, I knew why he wanted me to keep my bra on. The friction from the material was causing me to grow even more wet between my legs.
Then his fingers were inside me, as he lifted his head to suck on a nipple through my bra. My fingers dove into his hair, drawing him closer. I swiveled my hips, grinding on him, and when his thumb touched my clit, I bit down on his neck.
“Jesus Christ, Kip,” he groaned, dropping back down on the bed. “Put me inside you and ride my cock.”
My body trembled as the image of me doing just that popped into my mind. I took him in my hand and lifted on my knees, placing myself right over him. Then I slid down, and we both moaned in pleasure.
“God, that feels so full!”
He grabbed the slats of his headboard. “Move, Kip. Ride me, angel!”
I wasn’t sure exactly what to do. I mean…I knew what to do, but not what would make him feel good. I rotated my hips, and he jerked hard under me. Then I rose and slowly sat back down, causing him to close his eyes and groan.
“Which do you like better?”
He opened his eyes. “Whatever you like. This is for you, not me.”
With that assurance, a sense of power came over me. “Don’t touch me until I tell you to.”
His nostrils flared, and it didn’t take me long to figure out what pleasured us both.
Chapter Thirty
HUNTER
