Page 74 of Unbelievable You

“If you want,” she said, but her voice trembled.

“I’ve never wanted anything more.”

Hunter gazed up at me as I ran a hand through her hair and down her face, stroking a finger down her nose. My other hand brushed across her neck and across the top of her shoulders. She arched into me, and I knew I was being mean, giving her little light touches that caused her skin to pebble with goosebumps.

I drank in every little response from her, collected them all and hoarded them like treasures.

“Stace,” she whined, and I’d been waiting for that.

“What is it, baby?” I asked.

She glared at me. “You know what.”

I chuckled. “You’re gonna have to tell me.”

She let out a frustrated sound. “Just fuck me, Stace. Get on with it.”

Oh, this was going to be fun.

“No, I’m not going to slam my fingers into you a few times until you come and call it good, Hunter. If that’s what you want, you are perfectly welcome to go to Sapph and pull someone into the bathroom. That’s not what you’re going to get with me. That’s not how I have sex.”

I watched those words hit her and waited for the reaction.

She rolled her eyes. “Fine. Then show me what you do. I’m ready.”

She wasn’t. She absolutely wasn’t.

“Okay, baby.”

Hunter

She was awfully cocky for someone who had barely touched me. A quick hard fuck had been what I’d had in mind, but Stace had turned the tables on me and I was flailing and unsure, but I didn’t want to stop. I wanted her to show me. I wanted to see. Wanted to know how this woman would be in bed. I had to know.

Hunter leaned down and kissed me, immediately licking her tongue into my mouth.

I had just settled into the kiss when she pulled back.

“If there’s anything that I do that you don’t like, you tell me, understand? The only way this works is if we’re honest with each other. Can you promise me that?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I promise.”

“Good girl,” she said, and my body jolted so hard that I knew she felt it.

Stace rewarded me with a wicked grin.

“Fuck,” I said, wanting to cover my face.

“Hey,” Stace said, holding my chin in a light grip. “There’s no shame when you’re with me. No embarrassment about what you want. You can have it, as long as you tell me.”

I’d never really voiced my feelings during sex like this. I’d always just kind of…went along with whatever happened. It usually went so fast that I didn’t have a whole lot of time to think about what I wanted. As long as I came, and I always did, was the rest important? All those fantasies and times to go slow were for when I was alone.

“Okay,” I said.

Stace’s fingers stroked my chin before she leaned down to kiss me. Hard and deep, making my head spin. While she kissed me, she continued to touch me in that soft way that was absolutely maddening.

My pussy ached so much that it would be so easy to sneak my hand down there and make myself come, but I managed to hold back. Barely.

This woman was going to kill me, but I wasn’t going to tell her to stop. As much frustration as I was drowning in, I wanted to know what she was made of. Wanted to see how we could be together.

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