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“I don't know,” I answer finally.
She touches my shoulder and I can hear her sucked in, sobby breath. “Your back...”
I raise my head to look her in the eye. The pity on her face cracks something in me open. I shift my weight, trying to draw a breath. I can't take the pity, so I dip into my reservoir of anger, instead. It makes my tone sharper when I ask, “Did you ever think maybe I like that shit?”
“Do you?”
“What do you think?” I grab her shoulder without thinking about my bloody hands. As soon as I see my stained fingers on her, I feel dizzy. “Do you think I like it?” I rasp.
“I don't know.” Her eyes, on mine, are huge. Her face looks pale and worried. Out of nowhere, guilt slams through me like a train. I should never have brought her to my home, and if she heard that phone call with my dad, she knows way more than she should about an unsafe situation.
Damnit!
I do the only thing I can to say I'm sorry.
*
~ELIZABETH~
Before Hunter kisses me, I really think he's going to throw me out of his house. He's bleeding, upset, radiating anger and frustration, and I'm just...here. Useless. Totally unable to help him. Unwanted, even, if what he said earlier was true.
Then he cups his palm around my head and pulls me close and plants his mouth on mine, and my knees turn to jelly. He hold me against him and kisses me like he's drowning and I'm air.
I kiss him back, returning fire for fire, because he's Hunter, and my body just responds. But my mind is spinning. Someone hit him when he was a kid? Is that why he let Priscilla hurt him? Priscilla is having sex with Governor Carlson? Is that why Cross hates her so much? And Governor Carlson had another mistress killed?”
It dawns on me that Hunter is right. This is some really big shit. Some huge shit, and I don’t know what’s going on. Then Hunter's tongue sweeps through my mouth, and just like that, I forget my worries.
I tug his hair and run my free hand up his hard shoulder. He's shirtless now, here in his gym, and I can feel the line of every muscle. My hand settles over his strong nape as he kisses roughly down my neck and I moan, “Hunter.”
“You're a stubborn...woman...Libby,” he pants as he kisses down my chest and rips my button-up blouse open. His hands tickle behind my back and my bra is off in seconds. My breath is in his mouth as his fingers make quick work of my slacks. He lays me on the bright blue work-out mat and sticks one big forearm inside my slacks, moaning in pleasure when his fingers find their mark. I'm not wearing underwear. I didn't want a panty line.
“Jesus, Libby. This is so damn hot.”
He slides a finger in and I'm clinging to his shoulders as he rocks his hips into my thigh. I can feel his swollen length, and I want it inside me.
“Hunter,” I pant. I want to tell him what I need but I can't find my voice.
*
~HUNTER~
I shouldn't take this any further, but her mouth on mine is so soft, it's like a vindication. Her hands, reaching for my cock and stroking through my jeans, are so damn tender. I can't resist this woman. I lean down and taste her salty sweetness with my lips and tongue, showing her just how hungry I am.
When she cums, she screams, then pushes herself up on one arm, leaning her forehead against my shoulder. I'm astonished when I realize she's not leaning on me; she's trying to reach past my torso.
“Why are you doing this?” I grate out as she works my zipper.
“I don't know.” She laughs. “I'm crazy, I think. Every time I see you, I...”
“You what.” I grab her chin, because I want to hear this, and I want to see her eyes when she says it.
“Every time I see you I want you,” she whispers. “Ever since I was sixteen.”
“The Porsche?”
She nods, and I kiss her mouth. She kisses me back with all her might. She ends up on top of me, pulling my jeans off like a sexy-crazed nymph. The denim rubs my cock and I'm at full-mast, pushed painfully into my boxer-briefs. She yanks them off, pops me into her mouth, and I groan. I want to ask her if she's sure, but my ass is rising off the floor and I can't keep from pumping my hips. Her hands are...God. “Yes, there!” She's gliding over my balls and pumping my cock and licking my head and—
I come fast and hard, pulling out of her mouth only just in time.
