Page 77 of Falling With a Spin

A whimper is all I can muster for an answer as he still moves his finger inside me. My legs start to shake as he brings his tongue to my clit, and I slap my hand over my mouth, blocking out the scream that desperately wants to leave as the pleasure rolls through me.

Hunter stands, and his hands go to the buckle on his dark-washed jeans, sliding them down. The black boxers he is wearing show the outline of how much my body affects him, and my mouth instantly dries. All I want is him inside me, us moving together, loving each other.

Sliding off of the counter, my pleasure drips down my leg as I walk towards him. I step up on my toes, wrapping my arms around his neck, and kiss him, tasting myself on his lips. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him as he leads us to the couch, dropping me on it. Taking a step back, he pushes his boxers down, and his dick springs free from the restraint.

Hunter strokes himself before walking towards me, and I wet my dry lips. “Lay down, baby,” He instructs, and as if I'm a puppet, I do what he says.

Laying down, he hovers over me, and I want to reach out to bring him closer, but before I can do anything, he thrusts into me, and I cry out, arching my back.

“Oh fuck. How I have missed this warm pussy wrapped around my dick.” He grunts with his head nestled between my neck and shoulder.

He continues to move, the pleasure from earlier building right back up, and I rake my nails down his back each time he slams right back into me. I can practically feel it in my stomach, but oh, did it feel so good.

He moves one hand from my leg, which keeps it open for him to go deeper, trailing it up to my breast. Squeezing my nipple, I open my mouth as a soundless scream comes from me. Hunter then kisses me with everything he has as we both come together.

As we lay on the couch all I can think about is that I don’t want this to end. The feelings I have for him.

What Hunter and I have and what our future can be like.

“I love you.” He whispers before kissing me on the nose and getting up to get dressed.

“I love you too,” I say, trying to find my clothes that are strewn across the place.

All I have ever known is running. Running from my past, fears, and people who might hurt me. I ran from the hardship of trying to have a relationship with my father and expressing my feelings. When I was told I couldn’t dance without pain, I ran from that, too, instead of going against the odds head-on. Running from Hunter was the worst. My fear and past wrapped itself around me, making me run right out the door when all he ever wanted to do was love me, to support me. He wants to be a team and you know what I did? I left him. Knowing what it’s like without him is a feeling I don’t want to experience again.

“Should we head back out there?” He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

I see our reflection in the mirror and a smile comes to my face because I finally feel at home.

“Yeah, we should.” I turn to face him in his arms. “But maybe a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt.” Wrapping my arms around his neck.

“So, Sweet Heathens?” I smirk.

He groans, throwing his head back and shaking it. “It’s a work in progress, you see.”

I laugh, and he covers up with a kiss, nipping at my bottom lip.

There is a sudden banging at the door, and we chose to ignore it but then voices start coming from through the door.

“Guys, you’ve been in there forever; please come out.” Justin whins.

“It has been exactly thirty minutes and forty-five seconds,” Garrett laughs.

I hear a smack and then some grumbling, which makes me giggle as I bury my head into Hunter's chest, feeling the rumble of his laugh.

“Em, take all the time you need, but please hurry. It’s almost the countdown to the New Year.” She says, and I can hear footsteps leave the door.

Oh fuck I totally forgot. I look towards Hunter, and he has the same realization and we quickly clean up the room.

“Oh hey, so I might have told my parents that we would go see them on New Year's. This was before everything had gone down, and I wanted to surprise you.” Hunter looks at me with a sheepish smile, and I try my best not to panic at the thought of meeting his parents for the first time.

“Okay, that sounds good. I’m really excited to meet them.” I attempt to give him a smile that doesn’t show my nerves, but as usual, he sees right through me.

“Hey, are you nervous?” He takes a step close to me and pulls me into him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I breathe him in, and it instantly calms my nerves.

I look up at him and a small smile pulls at his lips. “Of course, I'm nervous. I’m meeting my boyfriend's parents for the first time with only a day’s notice.” I roll my eyes at the obvious, and his laughter vibrates through me, causing me to grin. “Not even a day, but hours. You know tomorrow is New Year’s.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. But my parents are going to love you. You have nothing to worry about.” He cups my cheek with his hand and rests his forehead against mine.

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