Page 17 of Seven Ways Back

“I had no idea there would be this much blood,” Hunter gave me an apologetic wince when she got up from my lap and looked down. My thighs and softening cock were covered in it, and so were the top of her thighs. Good thing I am not easy to scare off.

I rushed us into the shower where I took my time cleaning both of us up, but especially Hunter. She was sore but wanted to play tough and not let it show, so I tried my hardest not to do anything that might trigger any emotional meltdown on her part.

Now we are sitting up in my bed, backs against the headboard, eating off the same plate where I had arranged for us a selection of cheese and crackers, with a bunch of fruit in the middle.

“This is so good,” Hunter mumbles around a mouthful of food. She pulled on a pair of clean undies and threw my t-shirt on, the one I discarded earlier when we made it to the bedroom. I just have a pair of gray sweats on, which apparently was a very good call if the look on Hunter’s face was anything to go buy when she saw me coming out of the bathroom.

“Glad you like it. I’ll have to tell my grandma her advice paid off.”

“Your grandma told you what food to buy?” she sits up straighter and gives me a goofy smile. Her hair is all over the place, and she just looks adorable.

“Yeah, I didn’t know what to get,” I shrug. “I’ve never had anyone over like this. And I wanted to impress you. So, I called her to ask what to do,” I confess.

“Did she tell you to light up the fake candles, too?” She nudges me with her shoulder.

I look around and let out a laugh. Most of them are dead by now, those batteries don’t last for shit. Plus, they were some cheap things I found in the clearance section at the store.

“Those were all me. As you can see,” I arch my arm out as if to make a point of how lame I am.

Hunter’s head drops to my shoulder, and I can feel it moving when she continues chewing on her bite of food. “It was so romantic.”

“Romantic, huh?” I chuckle. It was lame as hell but I’m glad she didn’t think so. I’ll do better next time. And there will definitely be a next time. Now that I had Hunter Montgomery, I will not let her go.

“Very much so.” She is finally done eating, and she turns her head to kiss the bare skin of my shoulder.

“Are you staying the night?” My voice sounds hopeful, and I own it. I want her to stay. I want to get as much time with her as I can, even if I won’t be able to have her again for a while. I’m sure she is sore and needs some time to regroup down there.

“I am. I told my parents I was staying at Mattie’s,” she laughs when she says that, but it bothers me for some reason.

“Why didn’t you tell them you were with me?”

The question seems to take her by surprise. “Well, uh, they don’t know you.”

“You didn’t want them to know you met someone?” I am slightly worried by this piece of information. She is a grown adult, and we are not doing anything wrong. I am so into her, and I don’t want this to be a weekend fling for her.

“It’s not that,” she pulls back and turns her body so she could look at me when she talks. “My dad is so serious, he’d want to run a background check on you the second I told him your name. And my mom would want to have you over for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day so that she could interrogate you in her gentle way and figure out if you’re good enough for her daughter.”

“And that’s so bad?” I get what she is saying, but at the same time I am irrationally irritated.

“I,” she is flustered now. I try to calm down the raging storm forming in my head. “I’m sorry, Zach, I didn’t think.”

“I really like you, Hunter.” I want her to know exactly where I’m coming from. “I didn’t want to just sleep with you this weekend, then never see you again.”

“I get that,” she bobs her head up and down with enthusiasm, making me a little too aware of our age difference. We are only four years apart, but it feels like a lifetime right now. “I hope to see you again after this weekend, too. I didn’t handle this well. I was so nervous about the whole virginity thing. It felt like it was this weight hanging over my head and…”

Her hands fly everywhere as she tells me all this, unaware of how scared I am with how much I like her. I need her to stop talking, so I grab her head and pull her to me, slamming her mouth over mine. My tongue licks at her lips until they part and I can dive in.

“Zach,” she breathes into my mouth. I roll over her and spread my body to hold her still. We don’t have enough room to roll around given the size of my bed, and I wish, once again, that I’d taken her to a hotel room with a king size bed in it.

“I don’t understand why I want you as much as I do,” I rip my mouth off hers and stare into her eyes. “I’ve only met you yesterday, and I can’t get you off my mind.”

“I like you a lot, too, Zach.” Hunter’s hand starts sliding down over my belly, stopping when her palm pushes against my throbbing cock. I really wanted to leave her alone for the rest of the day. “I am so happy it’s you I had sex with for the first time.”

My muscles lock up at hearing her words. A red haze comes over my brain at the thought of Hunter being with anyone else after being with me. I just can’t deal with the thought. Why am I so jealous of someone who doesn’t even exist?

Hunter’s hand wraps around my cock through the material of my sweats, and my hips thrust into it of their own accord.

“I want to make you feel good.” She pushes me onto my back and I fall on my pillow with a bounce. I shouldn’t let her do this. Not this soon. Not when she’s never done it before. Or she better hope she’s never done it before because I will lose my mind if now she goes and tells me that she gave blow jobs to other guys.

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