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He started at my base again and came up slowly.

I leaned my head back, wondering what we looked like right now. Hunter Lockwood fully clothed in his tuxedo—handsome as hell—on his knees, as I lay on the hood of his car with my dress around my waist. Him holding my thighs spread wide—me completely exposed and raw—while he buried his face between my legs, moving up and down the top of my center, then side to side. Groaning with pleasure, I squirmed from the sensations.

He moved his lips to the top, circling the apex of my sex, pressing his face deeper into me, while I began to writhe under the euphoria of his tongue.

“Look at me, Little Leopard,” he demanded.

I looked down at the hungry, determined eyes staring back at me. “I want to hear you scream my name,” he reminded me, his voice deep and firm.

His mouth returned to me, swirling and sucking until a wave began to climb through my lower belly. Hunter’s blue eyes met mine, and a desperate moan escaped me. His focus then shifted back to the feast served up before him.

He licked me harder, making my eyes roll back in my head.

“My name,” he demanded. “Only mine.”

Then he began swirling again.

I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking, making him groan as I grew closer and closer. I couldn’t believe this was about to happen, climaxing with him.

“Don’t stop,” I begged. The wave was growing and growing, a warmth radiating from the apex between my thighs, up my stomach, to my chest. “Please don’t stop.”

He knew the right pressure points, the right rhythm. The right everything as he circled my center over and over and I grew closer and closer.

And then…

The wave crashed over the shore, so hard, I arched my back and grabbed Hunter’s hair.

“Hunter…”

He growled, pressing harder into me, drawing out its ripples that continued to roll on and on and on, each one making me jerk with pleasure with every lash of his expert tongue.

The waves started to slow, but he kept working every last ounce of ecstasy from it.

“Hunter…” I whispered, out of breath.

Spent on the hood.

Hunter stood and leaned over me. His mouth, covered in my essence, was only inches from my own as he stared down into my eyes.

I thought he was done, assumed he’d want to have sex with me now, but instead, he dipped his finger back inside of me, watching my mouth fall open, my head tilt back.

“I’m not finished with you, Luna. Not even close.”

And then he got back onto his knees.

“Let’s see how many times I can make you come.”

With his finger pumping inside me, he met my center with his talented tongue once more.

CHAPTER29

Hunter

This knot that had bound my soul since the age of nine was starting to unwind, and it scared the hell out of me. I wanted to take Luna as my own, fully and completely, right there on the hood of my car. I’d been the first man to make her come, and I couldn’t get enough.

She’d screamed my name six times, her legs quivering from fatigue as she lay breathless, but I wanted to make her scream my name every night, have her pull my hair as she drowned me in her pleasure.

Which was when I knew something had shifted. Sex for me had always been just sex. But with Luna, it was different.

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