Page 125 of Always You

“You want me, babe?” If you’d asked me this morning, my answer would be:not in a million years. But now? There’s nothing I want more. In fact, I’m pretty sure my brain will not function properly until I get the release that was named and claimed by Hunter Hansen from the moment he put his lips on mine.

I frantically nod, having a hard time finding my words while my senses force me to let out a desperate cry. Before I can answer, he rips my thong off my body, spreading my legs wide as he crawls toward my center.

“Good girl.”Oh, someone mop me off the floor.

His tongue darts out, licking through my center, and I cry out in pleasure as he kisses my pussy like he kisses my mouth in a dozen contradictions. Sweet, but eager. Gently, but determined. Slowly, but surely. So fucking surely. He eats me like he hasn’t eaten for days, but still manages to savor like I’m his fucking oasis.

This blissful fog clogs my brain, my vision blurring with each moan that rumbles through my lips. I’ve only slept with Hunter a handful of time, but suddenly I remember why no one could live to up to it.

“Shh,” he says, brushing his lips against my folds, shutting my eyes. “You don’t want to wake up the Wicked Witch of the East.” Just as the words leave his lips, he sucks my clit, and I let out a desperate screech that makes him laugh in response. Not wanting to wake up his mother, I press my hands over mymouth, muffling my own grumbles as he keeps working his way around my aching clit. His moves are filled with intent, knowing exactly what he’s doing when he softly caresses the area around my sensitive nub with the tip of his tongue.Oh my fucking GOD.

Nearly touching, combined with long sucks and long strokes, moving all the way up, until he comes back down, pushing his tongue inside of me, licking my tightening walls.

A finger enters my body, stretching me wide in a taunting way, his lips covering my throbbing clit when my orgasm builds inside of me, making me bite my finger to make sure I don’t cry out in pleasure. His free hand reaches out, pulling me up, so that I’m leaning on my elbows. Cupping my breast, he keeps going at a scorching pace as I throw my head back, enjoying the ride. But when I flip my gaze back, his eyes are staring at me with a predatory look, like this chase to my high is as important to him as it is to me. They pin me down with his tongue between my legs, wordlessly ordering me to release in the most intense way.

My body takes over, climbing the summit as fast as I can. His fingers move into my mouth, and I suck hard, groaning, while he does the same on my clit. Finally, he covers my mouth with his hand as he flicks my clit at a quick pace, and he pushes me over the edge, shattering me from the inside. I let out a faint scream, muffled by his hand, while I ride out my wave of pleasure as my legs shake until the moment passes.

My body goes limp, and I look up at the ceiling, panting as he takes off his pants, putting on a condom when he moves his body over mine. His lips hover above my face with an arrogant smirk.

“Missed me?”

“Shut up, asshole,” I mutter, crushing my lips against his. His tongue dances with mine, and I can taste my own saltiness on his lips, turning me on even more.

“I want you, Hunter,” I huff, pushing my nails into his bare ass, demanding him to take the plunge.

“God, you’re so sexy.” He rests his face in my neck, leaving a trail of kisses on the crook before his tip aligns with my center. Without waiting another second, I push him inside of me, crying out a delicious moan when he stretches me.

“Fuck,” he mumbles against my skin when his teeth sink into my neck. My hands hold his head locked against me as he starts to thrust, and a flood of emotion washes over my body. The warmth of him melts any wall that stood between us, my body and mind perfectly aligning as they open up to him in every way possible. Like a kaleidoscope, my body alights now that it’s glued against his, and I know I’m absolutely and utterly fucked.

My eyes well up when my own question runs through my head like an omen, asking me when the last timeIwas happy. He keeps pushing against my walls at a blistering pace, while I close my eyes, scared to voice what I knew since the moment I saw him standing in front of me today. Knowing that if I admit it, I’m gone. Forever caught in his grasp, with no way out. Yet I know there is no denying it.

Because for once, my mind and my heart are exactly on the same page, knowing there is only one answer to that question.

Now.

Today.

Hunter Hansen makes me happier than anything else in this world, even if it’s just for five minutes, giving him the ability to break me witheverysingle word,everysingle move, yet I would take the riskeverysingle time.

He grunts above me, his hand fisting my hair, demanding, when he locks his eyes with mine, giving me a possessive look that reminds me of the alpha male he shows in the cage. His jaw clenches and his face tightens, showing me he’s close to his release.

“Deeper,” I cry, my eyes never deviating from his, pressing my nails into his arms.

His hips push his shaft even deeper, grinding along my clit just the way I like it. It doesn’t take long before my walls tightening once more, and he lets out a growl, pushing a bruising kiss against my lips. Then he presses his forehead against mine as he picks up the pace, bringing us both closer with every second.

“Fuck, Charlotte. I’m coming.” I let out a moan in encouragement, pushing his ass closer against my body until finally his face goes rigid, and my walls squeeze his dick in the best way. He lets out a feral cry, and I do the same when he drops himself onto my body. The fatigue relaxes his muscles as I enjoy his weight on top of me.

My hands move to his back, brushing his spine with my nails, while his breath lingers on my neck.

“Fuck, babe,” he murmurs against my skin, making me let out a sex-drunk chuckle.

“I know.” The corner of my mouth moves up in a content smile, before my face falls just a little, wondering how long we will be able to stay like this.

48

Never in a million years did I expect to wake up like this when I walked into the bar last night. When her dark blonde hair crossed my vision, it felt like I got struck by lightning. Frozen in one place, yet completely electrified.

Now she’s here.

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