Page 85 of Always You

“Hunt. My mom is home,” I hiss.

“So?”

“I’m not sure if I’m ready for that.”

“What? You mean, telling her we had sex?”

I nod my head while giving him a pleading look. He huffs in amusement.

“Babe, she already knows. I ran into her when I went to the bathroom.”

My brows raise in shock.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nah,” he deadpans as I look at him incredulously.

“What did she say?”

“You want her literal words?” His arms tug me closer against his chest, peering at me while the corner of his mouth lifts a little.

“Yeah.”

“She said, and I quote:‘Took you long enough, Hunter.’And then she went back to bed.”

“And then she went back to bed?” I repeat.

An amused feeling enters my body when I think of my mom’s reaction, knowing once again that I have the best mama in the world. I didn’t expect her to be against it, but I expected her to tell me to be careful and not risk our friendship. You know, just give me some kind of warning, like any other mother would do. But the fact that she called Hunter out like that tells me I can’t keep secrets from that woman, no matter what state she’s in.

“Mmhmm,” he muses, pressing another kiss on my lips.

Now knowing Mama knows Hunter is here, I feel no restraint as I cup his head, softly darting out my tongue against his mouth, making him groan against my lips.

He softly nibbles my lip, then he moves to my ear, his lips brushing my cheek in a scorching way.

“If you don’t want me to fuck you with your mama drinking her morning coffee downstairs, you better stop right now, Charls. Because there’s no holding me back if we cross that line. I’ve been holding back for too long.” His voice is husky, and needy, filled with a promise that makes it impossible for me to say no.

“I want you to fuck me.” Without wasting another second, he crashes his mouth against mine, and I wrap my leg around his waist. Pressing my center against his morning wood, I let out a whimpering moan.

His hands grab my hips, as he digs his fingers into my flesh in a way that makes me want more, thinking about all the ways I would let him dominate me. All the ways I want him to destroyme. He rolls me onto my back as he climbs on top of me, his lips devouring my neck while the longing grows between my legs.

I want to pull his head back, to press my mouth against his, when the deafening sound of his phone snaps us out of the moment.

“Nooo,” I screech as I throw my head against the pillow. He lets out a growl, landing his forehead against my neck, his teeth softly scratching my skin in frustration. I close my eyes at the burning feeling when he ends it with a kiss and gets off of me, rolling himself to the other side of the bed.

I look up to the ceiling, unsatisfied, praying this won’t take long.

“Yeah,” he rumbles into the phone, resting his back against the headboard, then reaching out his arm to tug me toward him. “Yeah, this is Hunter.”

I roll on my side, placing myself against him, while he wraps his arm around my back and starts to stroke my skin. I close my eyes for a second, enjoying the relaxed feeling of the steady moves of his fingers going over my body, a shiver running down my spine.

“Are you serious?” There’s excitement in his voice.

I snap my head up to him, examining his features. There is a stern look on his face, while his eyes are beaming, until the corners of his lip raise in a big smile.

“Yeah, yeah. Sure. When? Yeah, of course. Alright. Thank you. Yes. Okay. Bye.”

Annoyed by only half the conversation, I give him a confused look.

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