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“Will I ever be able to say no to you?” he mumbled under his breath, but I heard. Heat pulsed in my veins at the almost angry expression on his handsome face.
His breathing grew labored, hands digging into my hips in an almost painful manner. If he thought for one second that this reaction would deter me in any way, Hunter was dead wrong.
Seeing his response to my want caused a rush of wetness to coat my labia. A few minutes ago, I’d had his impressive length against my thigh, and I knew it was going to hurt in the best of ways.
My bikini bottoms rubbed against the sensitive flesh as my hips arched, rubbed against my aching clit, and a soft mewl passed through my lips. “Hunter.”
Visceral. It was the sole way to describe what happened next.
Explained the pulse of pleasure that rushed down my spine and settled in my pussy.
A guttural growl left his parted lips before they smashed into mine. This kiss was nothing like the one prior. Nothing sweet or soft about it.
Jesus, this…this moment was everything I’d ever dreamed of and more. Unlike anything my mind could’ve prepared me for.
His touch was possessive, hungry. Demanding in his need to bend my will.
“Sweet fucking mouth,” he grunted, tongue pushing past my lips and intertwining with mine. It fought for a dominance that I’d gladly give to have more of his taste.
My mind couldn’t keep up with every sensation that rolled through my body. Pleasure blared across my processors and my walls clenched violently in need.
Goose bumps arose on my skin as those strong hands left my hips; they fought with the button of my cutoffs before tearing it straight from the jeans.
The button pinged somewhere in the distance. Something broke.
I didn’t care. Needed more.
“Please,” I cried out, arching my hips so he could remove the offending material separating us. “Get them off.”
Hunter’s mouth slowed, his exhale sweet on my tongue. “This is the only chance you’ll get to stop this. Say ‘no’ and I’ll get up and leave. Because once we start, baby, not even the good Lord above can remove me from your skin. Understood?”
“Off.” Desperate, I was past the point of rationality.
“Answer me, Bailey. Tell me I can touch you.” He paused, fingers skimming the skin above the broken waist of my shorts. “I need to hear you say the words.”
“Please make me come.” No sooner had the last words passed my lips than the denim material was roughly yanked down my hips and his hand cupped my core over the swimsuit bottoms. My shorts were caught at my knees, limiting my desire to spread wide.
Hunter controlled this.
“Fuck, sweetheart. Even through these flimsy bottoms, you are coating my fingertips. You needed this. Me.” All I could do at his words was nod and fight to not give in to the pulsing pleasure he created. Twice he rubbed me, firm circles over my bundle of nerves that caused my walls to clench and hips to buck.
“Touch me,” I begged, not caring in the least how wanton I came off. If anything, it spurred him on.
That hungry, heavy-lidded look was almost my undoing.
“How?” he teased, his fingertips running up and down the cloth-covered lips of my pussy with just the barest of pressure. “Tell me.”
“My skin. Touch me beneath…oh God,” I moaned, the sound loud within these four walls. He pushed the fabric of my bottoms aside and touched me.
Skin on skin, the rough pads of his fingers spreading my wetness around my entrance, dipping the very tips and then circling once again.
Nothing had ever felt as amazing.
“You smell sinful, baby, but I bet you taste…” he trailed off on a rumbled growl, and I watched through heavy eyes as he brought the glistening digit to his lips, how his mouth opened and closed around the skin. A hot flash of animalistic hunger caused his eyes to almost look pitch black in the room’s low lighting.
The pupil of his eyes were wide—his nostrils flaring.
I had no time to prepare for what followed. He took me to the edge faster than I could process.
