Page 25 of Tempt Me

Tack frees my lips and stares into my eyes. “The fucked-up kid in me is sure you’ll never return, but the grown-ass man knows you’re not safe in Banta City.”

Sliding my fingers across his stubbled cheeks, I sigh. “I rarely suffer regrets. I made a choice to hold you back. Right now, I’m making a choice by asking you to stay over tonight.”

“I’m already doing that,” Tack mutters as if I might push him out the door.

“I mean stay overnight in my bed,” I say and then add when I’m unsure if he’s fully understanding, “I don’t want to travel to Hong Kong as a virgin.”

Tack blinks rapidly as if I’ve given him a test with unclear answers. I slide out from under where his powerful chest has kept me pinned to the couch. Once standing, I hold out my hand.

“Let’s go fool around in my bed.”

“Be honest. Is this just happening because you’re scared? I’m willing to stay over without any reward.”

“Why do you assume you’re the one getting the reward here?” I ask as he takes my outstretched hand. “You’re an experienced lover. Seems like I’m the one getting the reward tonight.”

Tack chuckles at my reasoning, even as he seems reluctant to finally get a taste of what he’s been craving.

After guiding him to my bedroom, I lock the door behind us. He looks around and inhales deeply as if overwhelmed.

I walk into my closet and strip down to my T-shirt before heading to the bathroom. After I clean up, I find Tack in the exact same spot.

“I love you, Tack. I’ve been holding back for a long time. Now, I’m leaving town, meaning everything will shut down between us again. That’s why, before I go to Hong Kong, I want to know if you fuck as well as you kiss.”

Tack watches me with the wary gaze of a man done wrong for too long. I’m uncertain if he can truly trust me.

His fingers brush across my lips before tucking under my chin. He lifts my jaw and kisses me tenderly.

“I’m saying yes, Tack.”

His expression hides absolutely nothing. My heart soars over how much he wants me. I’m also struck cold with worry.

After all, how can the real me ever live up to his long-held desires?

TACK

As soon as Hunter says yes, I’m on her like a beast in heat. Our lips remain locked together and our fingers explore as she walks backward, guiding me closer to her bed. My belt buckle is loose by the time she bumps into the mattress.

Hunter pries her lips free and drags my shirt over my head before launching herself at me. I lift her into my arms and cover her lips with mine. Her nails dig into my back as her hips buck.

My dick is rock hard. My heart races. My brain is drunk on lust. Yet, a part of me still remembers Hunter’s earlier words about the time the men hurt her. She told me a year ago, during a quiet pool game, how she was a virgin except for the time a guy forced his cock in her mouth.

“I wish I could claim I bit the thing off,” she said casually, “But real life isn’t badass like a movie.”

Worried about my lust triggering her, I hesitate when she slides open my jeans.

“Maybe we should go slower. This is your first time.”

Hunter doesn’t respond. Her shirt comes off and reveals the tits my hands have been dying to hold for years. Remaining silent, Hunter shimmies my jeans and boxers over my hips. She gives my cock an appreciative grin and licks her lips. Her blue eyes find mine.

“I appreciate your concern, but I got my first vibrator when I was fourteen. I have a whole drawer filled with dildos,” she says and stands up. “I think we can skip the foreplay, Tack. I’m already so wet.”

“Are you, though?” I ask and cup her mound.

Hunter moans at the feel of my hand wrapped across her hot pussy. She rests her forehead against my chest and sighs in a relaxed way.

My worries fall away as her gaze lifts to meet mine. “You’re exactly what I want. I’m not nervous. I’ve wanted this for a long time. Just be you, okay?”

I’m relieved by her words and how she steps back to give me a full view of her naked body. Hunter isn’t scared of me or fucking. She isn’t a virgin out of innocence. She’s just picky about who she shares her body with and no man’s been worthy before me.

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