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“You’re so beautiful, baby girl. Even more, than you were back then.”
Her breaths quicken, her nipples are pebbled, and push against the thin fabric of her dress. Fuck, I want her so bad it hurts.
When she squeezes her thighs closed, I grip my dick tighter and focus on fucking my hand to stop myself from doing what I said I wouldn’t. Fuck. I want to taste her pussy, I want it dripping all over me, drenching my face.
Jade moans, I lift my gaze to her and spot her gripping the arms of the chair as she moves her bottom slightly. She looks like she’s trying to hold herself in place.
“You can come closer if you want.”
Jade
I shake my head no and grip the chair tighter. My feelings are out of control for Hunter. I don’t understand myself at all. I want to run over to him and help him. I should’ve left when I opened the door and saw what he was doing. Instead, I stayed, entranced like it was the greatest show I’d ever been to. It might just be. Watching him stroke himself makes me feel things I haven’t felt in a decade. Every time I’ve been violated, it wasn’t like this. None of the men who forced themselves on me looked at me the way Hunter does. It’s like I’m the sun, and he’s a planet orbiting me. It’s intense. The power of his gaze causes a physical reaction in my body. Parts I long thought dead, come alive with only a look.
His already tight T-shirt gets tighter as his abs contract. Hunter has always been a very attractive man. Now he’s all man. His muscles are defined, and that chiseled jaw is more pronounced than ever. A woman could have an orgasm from staring at him.
A moan slips out as I try to control myself from giving in to this need.
“Jesus Christ, baby girl. I need more of that.”
“Hunter,” I moan while he pumps harder into his hand.
“Fuck! Yes. Good girl,” he growls as ropes of white cover his hand.
Now, I know something is wrong with me. When he saidgood girlthere was a pulsing between my legs.
He always made me feel so good about myself. But ten years of venomous words instead of praise has made it feel weird. Wrong. He’s wrong. I’m not a good girl. I’m a worthless girl.
I’m so lost, I didn’t even notice him leave to wash his hands. When he kneels in front of me, he takes my hands off the arms of the chair and kisses them both.
He wraps his arms around my waist and gently pulls me to the floor on his lap, “I’ve never been the same since I lost you. I know it was worse for you. Sassy, I fucking shattered that day. I’m a selfish man. It’s why I can’t ever let you go. Fuck. I need you.”
I tremble in his arms, “I need to know something, Hunter.”
He gazes into my eyes, “Anything.”
I’m terrified to ask my question. That’s the problem with answers. There’s only one acceptable answer for me but what if that’s not the response I get?
Hunter runs his fingers down my cheek gently, “Ask me anything, baby girl.”
“Are you going to force me? If you are, I'd prefer you to stop being sweet and just do it and get it over with.”
He drops his hand from my face, a hurt expression on his face, he says, “No. I have no intention of forcing you.”
Hunter continues, “I won’t lie to you, baby girl. I want you so fucking bad it hurts. Want to pick up where we left off like nothing ever happened. But I’m not a stupid man. I know you can’t do that. If all I wanted was your body, maybe that would work, but I want all of you. Body, mind, heart, and soul. I never stopped loving you. Never will. I will hold you. Kiss you. Touch you. Nothing more until you beg for my cock.”
I smirk at him, “You mean the pierced monster?”
He chuckles and I love that sound.
“When did you do that?”
Hunter sighs, “I had trouble handling things emotionally, after what happened. I was never the man wearing feelings on the outside. I kept everything inside. The only outlet was pain. For some reason, making the pain physical instead of just emotional, made me feel better temporarily. I had the piercings done because it took two months to heal, and I knew it’d be painful as fuck.”
“How long after that night did you do it?”
He wraps his arms tighter around my waist, pulling me against his chest, “I got the tattoos first and then the piercing about two months later.”
“I saw them in the shower, but I didn’t really look at them.”
