Page 19 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

“Fuck, no. If Big Dick finds out, he’ll cut mineoff.”

“I don’t want my brother to know. I don’twant anyonetoknow.”

“You want to keep this shit secret?” heasked.

“Let’s just say we both get something out ofthis,” Harlow said.

“What could you possibly get out ofthis?”

Harlow didn’t answerright away. He watched as she took a longsip of her cold water and screwed the top back onto thebottle.

“Cards on the table?” Harlowasked.

“That’s what we’re doing.”

“I’m a virgin,” Harlow said. “I have sixbrothers. You already know what one of them is like and when itcomes to guys, I’m not exactly a wet dream. Iknow that. I talk too much and I’m notpretty enough. I say what comes to my mind and that pisses a lot ofpeople off. I get it, I do. I want to know what it’s like and I’vegot a feeling you know what you’re doing. I’m not looking for love.I’m not looking for forever. All I’m looking for is now. I don’twant to marry you, Hunter. I don’t want to spend the rest of mylife with you, but for now, I would like to have a little fun withyou, if that’s possible.”

Chapter Four

Harlow didn’t know if sheshould be upset at himlaying his cards on the table. This was not going to lead toforever after. Hunter was not going to be like Smokey and becomecompletely devoted to her. There wouldn’t be romance, sweetflowers, or fun memories. She didn’t want that.

What she did want was to have fun with aguy who wouldn’t brag about it. She didn’t want any of her brothersor her parents to find out what she was doing.This was about having fun, for her. In away, she was using Hunter as much as he was using her. She hadagreed to this. No one was forcing her.

“Or is the whole virgin thing adeal-breaker?” Harlowasked. “For some reason, some women seem to get rid of theirs sofreaking easily. Me, I seem to keep holding onto mine like it’s abest friend. Not exactly ideal. I don’t think so,anyway.”

Hunter took a long swig of his soda and thenplaced the empty bottle onto the counter. He didn’t say a word ashe moved closer to her. She didn’t back up.

The look in his eyes seemed almost feral,like this man was on the hunt. Was that why he was called Hunter? She didn’t know, butput the question to the back of her mind to ask him.

Hunter placed a hand at her waist and shefelt her body melt.Shedidn’t know what it was about him that made her act this way. Itmade no sense to her. His other hand went to the back of her neckand he drew her in close, but at the last inch, he slammed his lipsdown on hers. The kiss was hard, almost bruising, but she didn’tcare. She relished the feel of his lips on hers.

She whimpered and that small action made her lips open, andhe plundered inside, taking full advantage. The kiss was evenbetter than the last one they had shared. At first, Harlow didn’tknow what to do. She didn’t kiss him back and her hands were at hersides, but then it was like a switch went off in her mind and shebegan to respond. Placing her hands on both of his arms, she ranthem up and then circled them around the back of hisneck.

Hunter traced the path of her lips andthen plundered inside, stroking his tongue against hers. He broke the kiss, his lipsgoing toward her neck, straight on her pulse. She let out a moan ashis teeth bit down on the sensitive flesh. It felt so good. Shedidn’t want him to stop.

The hand at her waist moved down towardher shirt, and she felt him playing with the edge.Hunter pulled away but onlylong enough to remove the shirt she was wearing. He tossed it ontothe floor and then went straight for her pants. She didn’t fighthim as he stripped her naked, right there, within the walls of hiskitchen.

Once all her clothes were off her body, shewas tempted to cover herself, but Hunter must have known what shewas going to do, as he grabbed her hands and held them out from herbody.

He gave a little tut. “Don’t coveryourself in my presence,” he moaned. “In fact, I think we should make this a rule.The moment I lock that front door, I want you completelynaked.”

“You expect me to walk around your housewithout a stitch of clothing on?” she asked.

“That’s exactly what I want you to do,andyou’ll doit.”

“What do I get out of it?” she asked.

“Me.” He took hold of her hand and placed itright over his cock.

She was shocked to find him hard. She didn’texpect that and she felt her cheeks start to heat.

“Fuck me, you have no idea what you do tome, do you?” he asked.

“I think I’m starting to.”

He shook his head. “No, little girl. Youdon’t have a fucking clue what you’ve started.”

She didn’t get time to respond or evenargue with him as he removed his leather cut. She noticed he placedthaton the counter.Like her brother, the leather cut was precious to him. It was hislife, and he would die for it.

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