Page 73 of Not in My Book

I slipped one finger in and closed my eyes, crying out. It felt so different with someone watching you, wanting you. I rocked slowly against my hand, keeping a taunting pace, the heel of my palm firmly pressed against my clit. All of the pent-up aggression and lust for Hunter only made me want him more. I battled between opening my eyes to confirm he was still there and keeping them screwed shut from pleasure.

“You’re so fucking hot, Maxine. Some days I can’t take it.”

“Always with the Maxine, even now.” My eyes flashed open this time, watching his hand massage his length. I curled my finger, and closed my eyes, whimpering.

“I know your little fantasy’s not done,” he urged.

“I sink to my knees. Your eyes don’t leave mine as I slowly undo your belt and pull down your zipper. I pull you out and run my mouth over you—” I gasped, not being able to bite the last words out. I slipped another finger in, speeding up. “I’m close.”

He pulled my hands from me. “When you come, it’s going to be all over my cock, not on your fingers.”

Hunter took the fingers I just had inside me and lifted them to see them in the dim lamp light. He watched as they glistened, rotating my wrist. Slowly, he took them in his mouth and swirled his tongue around them, tasting me. His eyes never left mine. “Exactly how I imagined, baby.”

“Fuck me,” I breathed. I was desperate to come now that I had gotten close twice. I reached forward and pulled his briefs down. His hard cock laid against his stomach, and I couldn’t help it.

I leaned forward, swirling my tongue around the tip. He hissed. When I took more of him in my mouth, his fingers curled in my hair.

“You feel so good, Max. So good.”

My fingers froze over the board. Those words had been on a loop in my mind ever since I left Aiden’s place.

That had to be on purpose, right? I would be lying if I said I wasn’t imagining Aiden as Hunter. But was he imagining me as Max? His end of the call was as silent as mine. I only heard occasional typing, so he must’ve heard my hesitation. Quickly, I began again.

I looked up at him through my lashes, reaching the base of him.

“Yeah, just like that,” he said. Carefully, he moved my head up and down. When I nodded and he felt no resistance, he moved faster, harder, harsher.

He groaned and hissed as if I was hurting him, but I knew from the look in his eyes he was in total bliss. Aiden’s eyes were burning with—

Oh fuck. FUCK. I immediately erased his name and replaced it with Hunter’s. Fuck fuck fuck. My cheeks flamed as I thought of a million ways to move out of the country with no notice.

“Sorry,” I rushed. I smacked my palm against my head, mortified, my eyes squeezed shut. “I didn’t—”

“It’s okay,” he said, his voice thick. “Keep going.”

I took a deep breath, wishing I could just disappear off the face of the Earth. But I wasn’t done with this scene, and I craved more of his words.

His eyes were burning as he watched me. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him as I moved my tongue around his head. When I moaned just a little, his hips thrust forward. But suddenly, he grabbed my shoulders, pulling me up.

“I don’t want to come in your mouth,” he said. “I want to come in that pretty little pussy of yours.”

He pushed me back onto the bed, his mouth seeking out mine, urgent. He settled between my legs, his hands gripping my hips, rubbing himself against me.

Eventually, he leaned back on his knees, admiring the heat between my legs. My thighs were slick with arousal.

“I have an IUD. I got tested a few months ago and haven’t been with anyone since …” I whispered.

“Me, too. Whatever you want, Max, I can grab a condom—”

“No,” I said immediately. “I want to feel you.”

Once, twice, three times he slapped his cock against my clit. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked.

I pulled him back down toward me, answering with a kiss. His lips moved slowly against mine, changing the pace completely. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“I’ve wanted you the whole time,” he said against my lips.

I leaned back to look him directly in the eye. “Really?”

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