“Cause I can’t stop thinking about all the ways I want to touch you, to kiss your skin, to fuck you, baby. I was hoping I wasn’t alone in it.”
“Not at all.” She pressed her breasts against my chest and ran her hands down my back, cupping my ass. “I want you so bad.”
“Good. Let’s get inside and let the games begin.” I moved back and gripped her hand to walk into the house.
We walked inside together. I followed her as she sat on the couch, resting her feet from the stilettos she wore. Sitting beside her, I felt the urge to stay near
While she freed her feet from the strappy heels, she let out a long breath. “Much better.”
“Good.” I pulled her feet into my lap, forcing her to turn as I rubbed them. “I know it might sound trite, but I never thought I would let myself love someone after Linda left. Not because she was the best thing that ever happened to me, but because it’s so fucking hard to get over the death of your dreams.”
“I understand.” She nodded, her sweet face filled with a million emotions.
“But I’ve fallen madly in love with you. I want us to build a life together, to make dreams come true in this house, for you to be my wife and Vince’s mom in the near future. I want all of that.” I leaned over as she slid her hands up the back of my head and kissed me several times in quick succession. “You’ve caused my heart to start beating again. I love you more than words can say, Kylie.”
“I love you too, Hunter.” She pulled me down again.
Our lips touched, but this time was different. There was something new. The warm kisses of her lips were addictive as always, but I tasted more. Lust had been so delicious in her arms, but tonight I was ready to open myself up to love as well.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Kylie
Hunter’s lips were on mine, kissing me deeply and passionately. I trapped him against me, needing to feel him pressed fully to me. I could feel the hunger in his touch. The heat from his lips as he kissed me was intense enough to weaken my resolve to go slow.
He pulled back, smiling at me before he stood and lifted me off of the couch.
I locked my gaze on his face and planted small kisses along his jawline as he carried me up to his room. He carried me like a bride. It was the thing I hoped for most. A future with him, and from the sound of things, I would be getting it.
Hunter kissed me once again right before he opened the door. He was smiling from ear to ear, his eyes aching with need. As we entered his room, he put me down in bed. I watched him with seductive eyes, waiting for his every move. Just when I thought that I was enticing him, turned out to be the other way around.
He began unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off slowly as I watched him from the bed. I couldn’t help but bite my lower lip in desire, wanting to take everything he wore off myself. As the long sleeves fell on the floor, his perfectly muscular chest and stomach caused me to groan. The dark trail of hair that disappeared into his slacks lead to intense pleasure. Where I would never have guessed I could fit his mammoth cock inside of me before, I knew now that it wasn’t only possible, but something I desired to do regularly.
I sat up and knelt before him, extending my hand to touch his soft skin, tracing the ridges of his six-pack abs.
He smiled and reached to cup my face. “Damn, you’re beautiful. Inside and out, baby.”
I whimpered as my body pulsed, my sex
growing wet more and more as we toyed with each other. He held my face as our lips met again.
The warmth of his kisses lit up the flames in me like fireworks on the dark skies. It was beautiful and uplifting, making me feel alive. He was all I needed and more than I thought myself worthy of.
I remembered our first time together. He was in full control, and I had to submit to his domination, but this time was different. He was vulnerable and emotional. He pulled my dress up as I held onto his waist, caressing his skin slowly with my fingers. His face was flushed, his eyes filled with the emotions of desire and attraction.
I sat on my knees with nothing more than my panties, the center of them wet from my arousal. I had nothing to hide from him though. He already knew what he did to me, how he turned me on with nothing more than a look.
“Lie back, Kylie.” He pushed my shoulder softly, and I obeyed. Hunter moved on top of me; his body pressed above me as I opened my legs and cradled him in my arms.
His lips moved down slowly to my neck, gently caressing my skin as he moved farther and farther down. When he met my breasts, he kneaded one and sucked the other. He kept his eyes on mine as he worshiped me, tugging and licking until I was shaking and whimpering beneath him.
“So good,” I whispered and arched my back, pressing more of my nipple into the warmth of his mouth.
His eyes were passionate and dazed, filled with romance and love for me. He began to move again down, kissing my body as he lowered his kisses again.
He stopped upon reaching my panties. His mouth was parted as he stared at the damp cloth covering my pussy. I ached to have him consume me, to spread me open and take his time in making me come.
I watched as he bit the hem of my panties, pulling them down using his teeth. As he removed them, he glanced up and smiled, running a finger through my folds and pressing it deep inside of me. He licked my clit before blowing cold air over it several times, which cause me to grow even wetter.