“Shit,” Hunter whispered, opening the shirt even more and taking in the lingerie. “You’re so beautiful, Bella.”
I smiled as he moved his gaze up my body and pierced me with a look that screamed he wanted me.
Lifting my hands, I pushed the shirt off and let it slide down my arms to rest on the floor at my feet.
Hunter’s breathing picked up and he took a step back. I reached for his hand and placed it over my chest. For a moment, his eyes were locked on the place where we touched before he lifted his head.
“Don’t stop,” I rasped out, moving his hand down to my breast. Hunter’s eyes went wide, and he looked at his hand again, then back at me.
“I thought…do you want… I’m not sure what to do, Bella.”
For the last few hours, I’d tried not to think too hard about what tonight might be like. But truth be told, I never felt too worried about what would happen when Hunter touched me. I knew Hunter’s touch, knew how he made me feel from the countless times he’d made love to me, and I knew I wanted to feel that again tonight. I needed to feel it.
I needed Hunter. All of him.
Reaching behind my back, I unclasped my bra. Hunter dropped his hand and followed my every move. When the bra slipped off my arms, I watched his eyes darken with need.
“Touch me, Hunter. Please. I need your hands on me,” I said.
Hunter placed his hands on my hips and goosebumps instantly traveled over my body, causing me to shiver. His thumbs slipped under the edge of my panties, and without taking his eyes off of mine, he slowly pulled them down until gravity finished the job. I stepped out of them and smiled.
“My turn.”
I could hear him inhale sharply as I grasped his boxers and pulled them down. When his hard erection jutted free, I licked my lips. Dropping to my knees, I looked up at him. “I want to taste you, Hunter.”
He closed his eyes and whispered, “Oh God.”
Smiling, I placed my hands on his hips, and he jumped at my touch. Then I licked underneath his cock and he hissed, almost as if he were in pain. A pleasurable pain.
“Fuck. Bella, if you want me to last, don’t do that again.”
A feeling of empowerment washed over me as I cupped his balls and ran my tongue over the top of him. When I looked up, Hunter had a tortured expression on his face.
I took him into my mouth, and he jerked. He balled his fists up again and kept them firmly at his sides.
Moving slowly up and down his shaft, I followed the path of my mouth with my hand as I took Hunter in deeper.
“Christ Almighty. Bella, I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”
The last thing I wanted was for this to end when we’d only just started. I let go of him and stood while Hunter practically gasped for air.
I walked backward until I felt the end of his bed, then I sat down and crawled farther up. Hunter stood at the edge, his cheeks flushed, his chest rising and falling like he’d just run a marathon.
“Your turn to taste me,” I said.
“W-what?” he choked out.
“I want to feel your mouth on me, Hunter.”
He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it. He stared into my eyes as he crawled onto the bed. He wrapped his hands around my ankles and ever so gently spread my legs apart, never once breaking eye contact.
“You’ll tell me if you need me to stop?” he asked with so much love and worry in his voice, it nearly made my heart burst.
“I promise I will.”
He swallowed hard, letting his eyes move to the spot between my legs where I needed him more than anything. “I really hope I’m not dreaming right now.” He moved farther up the bed and took one of my nipples into his mouth.
Gasping, I arched my back and wrapped a leg around his body. His hand came up to my other nipple and played with it while I tried to grapple with the idea that I might actually orgasm right in that moment. “Oh God, Hunter, don’t stop.”
He gently bit down on my nipple, then flicked it with his tongue before switching to the other side. I sliced my fingers through his hair as I felt every nerve ending come alive.
“More. I need more!” I gasped, brazenly pushing his head down to where my clit throbbed.
Hunter lifted his head and our eyes met. “Are you sure? I thought you—”
Shaking my head, I cut him off. “Hunter, I’ve never been so sure of anything in my entire life. I need you down there. Don’t make me beg.”
He moved up the bed, capturing my mouth with his hand while slowly moving down my body and between my legs. He pushed his finger inside of me, and I lifted my hips, shamelessly grinding against his hand.