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“I want your tongue, Hunter,” I begged, unable to stop myself. My thighs began to twitch, and I could feel the orgasm about to hit me. “Please!”

The second the words left my lips, Hunter’s tongue pushed into my entrance, and I cried out as the orgasm slammed into me.

Hunter’s tongue carried me through it, making sure to clean every inch.

“That was …Fuck.” I sighed, too high on endorphins to form logical sentences.

Hunter grinned, climbing his way up the bed until he lay on top of me, and pressed a hot kiss to my mouth. I could taste the mixture of both of us, and if I hadn’t just come, I would have been ready to do so again.

Hunter then pulled back to look down at me, his dark curls falling over his green eyes. I rubbed across the smooth edge of his jaw and cupped his cheekbone. His eyes crinkled at the edges as he smiled down at me, and I couldn’t help smiling back.

Hunter moved his hand to cup my breast. “Good, aren’t I?”

“Need to check, do we?” I returned. “What happened to all that arrogance?”

“What happened to your begging?” Hunter countered. “That side of you really turns me on.” He moved his hips lower, letting his throbbing length lay across my belly.

“I can see that,” I whispered. “But don’t get used to it. I don’t beg often.”

“Not often, huh?” Hunter moved his finger in slow movements down to my center, where he circled my thigh, brushing against my pussy. “Doesn’t seem like that to me. The bathroom, the bedroom, behind the club—you begged every time. Now tell me that’s not often.”

I scowled. The bastard.

“Too bad,” I cooed, running my hand down his chest until I got to his waist. I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his hot member. “I was gonna thank you for that little thing you did.” I rolled my finger over the top, spreading the pre-come over his tip and making him hiss. “Now …” I shrugged, pulling my finger up to my mouth and sucking off his come with a pop. “I’m not so sure.”

Hunter had watched the entire movement, his eyes darkening. I was sure my words went in one ear and out the other. So much for my little teasing act.

“Fuck …” Hunter breathed out.

“My turn.” I pushed his shoulder until he was on his back, and then I slid down.

I had my mouth on him, cutting short his complaint in exchange for a long, loud groan.

I took as much of him into my mouth as I could, mixing between sucking and licking while compensating with my hand for the rest. He tangled his hand in my hair tight enough for a bite of pain as he guided himself in and out of my mouth.

As I began to pick up speed, I could hear Hunter’s breathing getting faster and faster, and his hips began to buck. I grabbed his balls and rolled them in my palm. Not long later, I heard his loud, guttural groan as hot liquid shot into the back of my throat.

I sucked until there wasn’t a drop left before pulling him out of my mouth with a repeated pop. Hunter had long since released my hair and had collapsed back onto the pillow.

I placed soft kisses as I climbed my way up his body. His eyes were closed, his breathing slowing as bliss rocked him.

“Good, aren’t I?” I couldn’t resist.

A small smile pulled at his lips. “Fuckin’ fantastic.”

Too right, I was.

Hunter wrapped an arm around my waist, running his fingers up and down my skin as he opened his green eyes and looked up at me draped across his chest. “Tomorrow, you, me, and Adair will go out somewhere.”

I frowned. “But I thought it’s safer to stay here?”

Hunter squeezed. “You’ll be safe with me.”

I hesitated. I had seen the security measures of this place up close and personal. To others, it seemed easy enough to enter, but between the gate, the guards, and the pure suspiciousness of the boys, there was limited access. Jax had told me it had been a little more lenient up until the attack, which made sense, I supposed. Leaving that kind of security, though, especially with a target on my back …

“It’s not like I doubt you, Hunter …”

Hunter groaned. “But …?”

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