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“Then take me.”
He pulls me out of the tub so fast my head spins. He growls, “I don’t want to hurt your ankle.”
“What ankle?”
He laughs as we drip water through the house. “You still on birth control?”
“I have an implant.”
“Good,” he growls. “Because I want to feel you again, like we used to.”
I’m on my back in the middle of the bed a second later, soaking wet and slick as hell with arousal. He whips off his shirt. His eyes course over my body, stopping in all the erotic places. “You look good enough to eat.”
My laugh sounds all sultry. “By all means, don’t let me stop you.”
He slowly unbuttons his jeans. Pushes them down just enough to give me a peek. “Remember this?”
I bite my lip. “How could I forget?”
He laughs and it’s one thousand percent cocky male.
I nod toward his pants. “Off with those.”
He grasps his shaft in his hand, gives it a stroke. “So demanding. Just like I remember.”
I say a silent prayer that he also remembers that I LOVE when he starts by licking me with that amazing tongue of his.
He smiles suddenly, a wicked tilt to his sexy mouth. Then, he dives on me. His mouth latches onto me so fast I squeal, “God, yes! Right there. Oh. Right there!”
I throw my head back and relax into the wonderful, familiar feeling of his expert mouth on my most sensitive places. Yes, Hunter knows what I like.
I shake all over and roll my hips against him. It feels soooo damned good. I’m about to peak when he suddenly pulls back. The devil, he doesn’t let me come. He rises up over me, licks his lips and pins me with his I’m-gonna-pound-you-til-you-scream look in his eyes. “You’re not coming without me, this time.”
I squirm and reach for him. “Then you better get in here.”
He hoists my bad leg over his shoulder, careful to let my ankle rest easily. Then, he lifts my other leg up and drapes it over the other shoulder. I’m spread all kinds of open because his shoulders are Mack Truck wide.
His hands clasp possessively around my hip bones. “Fuck yeah, I can’t wait to get hilt deep inside you.”
He pushes that thick hot head forward into me. I gasp. Hunter’s shoulders aren't the only things that are Mack Truck wide.
How did I forget how thick he is?
All that friction has my labia buzzing with pleasure. God, how I love the way he moves.
Hunter takes my mouth in a hungry kiss as he presses every damn amazing inch of his big cock into me. I squeak when he hits my womb. Oh yeah. I remember that.
Hunter freezes. “Shit, did I hurt your ankle?”
“My ankle’s not a problem, unless I—.”
He licks around the rim of my ear and whispers, “I’ll try not to make your toes curl.”
“Please, please make my toes curl.”
He chuckles and begins to work his magic. He’s got the motion in his ocean, that’s for certain. That twist and thrust and glide thing he does has me panting and digging my nails into his arms in a matter of seconds.
“Hunter, oh god.”
