Page 49 of The Hunted


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My awareness of him sizzled ever taut, a snapping connection that tightened even as we embraced. It was as though he took up all the space in my mind, the smell and taste of him driving out anything beyond my body’s needs in the moment. But it wasn’t enough for him to touch me. No, it seemed I craved more—his sighs, his gasps, the way his teeth caught his lip when pleasure spiked up his spine. The tips of my fingers ached to feel his skin, so I circled my hands over his back, my nails biting into the hard flesh there. He was strong, impressively so. He’d bustedinto the hunters’ lair for me and saved me. I’d joked about him being a superhero, but I wasn’t so far off, at least as far as his amazing rescue.

He moaned when I brought my teeth down on his neck, obviously liking the way my hand slid around his erect cock and pressed it against my heat. The noise he made? Had to be heaven. I couldn’t imagine a more perfect sound.

I pulled my head back to look at him, finding his eyes glazed with needs. “Usually, I’m just okay at this kind of thing.”

“Fuck that.” He stared into my eyes, passion making his gaze go fiery. “There is nothing okay about you. Everything is extraordinary. I’m only holding on by a thin amount of control. You make me feel crazed. Don’t put yourself down again. Not about this, not about anything.”

His words were barely a whisper in my ear, and he nibbled my earlobe, his breathing rough against my ear. I jerked against him, my hips automatically seeking more, and even though I couldn’t see it, I could feel his smile against my ear. “I see you are sensitive here. That’s awesome. You have the prettiest ears.”

My blush moved through me fast, my cheeks so warm they had to be bright red for him to see. People always told me I was pretty, so much that it felt almost like an insult sometimes. Like, it was a good thing I was pretty, since I was so poor and stupid. But no one had ever remarked on my ears. Cruise didn’t just say the words, either; he had a way that made me feel seen and beautiful, which was different than theprettyI was used to hearing. Fuck, anything he said was amazing. I wriggled against him, every slide of my skin against his another cascade of pleasure.

“Where did you come from and how are you here in my life?” I asked.

He cupped my chin. “You say that now, but in a month, you’re going to be so annoyed with all my selfish, egotistical,narcissistic ways…You’ll be trying to figure out how to get the fuck away from me.” He shook his head. “And by then, I’m not going to want you to leave.”

I stared into his eyes, wishing I never had to look anywhere else again. “Cruise, don’t make me promises, okay? It hurts too much when they don’t happen.”

For a second, I thought he was going to argue but instead, he nodded. “Okay. Fair enough.”

It meant something that he understood, that he got me. He kissed right below my ear, and I sighed for him.

Cruise leaned forward, his clever hands turning off the water despite my small noise of complaint. “We’re not doing this against this wall the first time. I want to lay you on the bed and learn all of your…sensitive spots.”

I grinned at him. “Okay.”

“Good.” He grabbed a towel and wrapped me in it before he got one for himself. Water dripped from his hair and down his body. Unable to resist, I leaned over and licked a drop of it from his chest, chasing the droplet with my teeth. He caught his breath and then kissed me, hard.

With a grin, I backed away from him. “Catch me?”

I barely made it out of the bathroom door before he scooped me up and laid me down on the bed. Both of our towels had vanished somewhere between the bathroom and the bed, and so our damp bodies lay naked and entwined on the comforter. “Caught you.”

I ran my hands through his hair, enjoying the freedom to touch him, and he smiled at me, a sultry grin that spoke of what was about to come.

“Don’t move.” He kissed my neck. “Unless you absolutely have to move, of course.”

What did he have in mind? Cruise kissed his way down my body, stopping when he reached my breasts. He took one of mynipples in his mouth, and I squirmed below him as he sucked the flesh between his teeth. Wet heat pooled between my legs, and I pressed them together to try to quell my hunger. I wanted him—no, that wasn’t enough of a description. Ineededhim to keep going, to keep doing what he was doing. He squeezed the other breast in his thick fingers as he sucked and tongued my nipple.

He’d said not to move unless I absolutely had to move, but I squirmed, unable to stay still anymore.

In fact, it was almost too much. “Cruise,” I practically sobbed.

I didn’t even know what I was asking him. I felt like I might overload from the sensations, but I didn’t have enough of them at the same time. I didn’t know what I needed. He lifted his head.

“You taste like honey,” he said, his deep voice causing another little thrum of pleasure inside me.

I did? He kissed my stomach and then down my belly button, which made me giggle. He grinned at me then but kept going, planting kisses everywhere. On both of my thighs. My kneecaps and then finally he pushed my legs open. Maybe I was being particularly slow, because it occurred to me right then what he intended to do.

“Cruise.” I caught my breath. “Might be too much. I’m just feeling…everything right now very intensely. Almost too much.”

He nodded. “Okay. But when your senses settle back to normal, I’m going to talk you into letting me make you come. I might be fantasizing about it…a lot.”

“Let’s look forward to it.” I nodded, knowing I was nuts. A hot, successful, rich man who once rescued me from near death and continued to want me despite all my flaws, tried to go down on me and I just fucking said no? What was the matter with me?

It didn’t matter though because he crawled up my body. Although he stopped when he was in position to enter me, he reached over to grab a condom from the drawer by the bed. Partof me tried to think about why he kept the place stocked for visitors, but then another part told me to be grateful for it.

Instead of asking questions, I kissed him. He kissed me back before he held up the package. “Open it for me?”

I nodded. “Hands a little shaky?”

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