Page 91 of Pinkie Promise

“What?” I gasp.

My eyes drop to his abdomen as he rips his hoodie off over his head. He pulls me flush against his chest and he’s so damn warm from his game that my brain goes blank, my hands mindlessly gripping at the cotton over his swollen pecs.

“If you let me keep you as my girlfriend after we graduate I’m gonna want you living with me, Fallon. I’m gonna need you in my house.”

I blink rapidly, my lashes fluttering like crazy.

“After we graduate you’d want me… to move in with you? Here?” I ask, staring at the cosy wooden bathroom as if I’m seeing it for the first time.

“Yeah,” he grunts. “Even if you do that extra year of study. As soon as that’s up, I want you to pack your stuff and get the hell over here.”

“Oh my God,” I whisper, feeling so overwhelmed that I’m dizzy.

“That’s why I got so pissed with myself tonight. I wanted everything to be perfect for you.” He gives me a small smile and murmurs, “I wanted it to be an easy decision.”

I blink up at him in sheer disbelief, the handsome smile on his face making my belly tingle. I never imagined that one person could be so good, that even when they did inevitably make mistakes they could immediately call themselves out on it. I can’t believe that he can be so hard on himself while managing to stay so gentle with me.

I press my body as firmly as I can against his abdomen and he groans out a laugh, one hand raking through his hair.

“Hunter,” I murmur, the tone of my voice making his laughter fade.

His eyes darken with desire as he lowers his hand to stroke my cheek. “Yeah?”

I take a nervous inhale as my heart begins pumping faster and then, with my temples pounding, I lift my face up to his.

“Choosing to be with you is the easiest decision I’ve ever had to make.”

Hunter heaves my body against his abdomen and takes my lips with his, a deep rumble in his chest as I whimper gratefully into his mouth.

“You promise?” he murmurs, groaning as we kiss.

I nod my head and moan as he slips his tongue inside my mouth. “Yes, I promise,” I whisper breathlessly.

“And I won’t mess up again,” he pants, pinning me to the wooden wall beside the counter as he rolls his body purposefully against mine. “I promise.”

I move my hand to where he’s kneading my thigh and, smiling slightly, I brush over his pinkie finger with mine.

“Pinkie promise?” I ask.

He breathes out a laugh and immediately hooks his finger around mine.

“Hell yeah,” he grunts. “Yeah, I pinkie promise. I’m gonna be so good to you, Fallon. I promise I’ll give you everything you need.”

I drop my head back against the wall as he kisses his way hungrily down my throat, pulling away when he reaches the neckline of the jumper so that he can look at his name written over one of my breasts. His eyelids are half-mast and his chest swells as he watches me.

He gently sets me down, placing one of his palms above my head, and he leans in closer, towering over me. I swish myponytail and turn one-eighty, my back to his front as I flatten my palms against the wall.

I look over my shoulder to watch his expression and I feel dizzy with satisfaction as his breathing gets heavy. His eyes stay trained on the big number 9 on my back and he moves his large hands to take a hold of my hips. He pulls my behind up against his body and grunts when I’m in the position that he wants me in.

“Seein’ you wear this…” he murmurs, and I arch into him more deliberately. He squeezes roughly at my hips and then one of his palms moves to the centre of my back, rubbing upwards until he’s gripping over one of my shoulders.

I tilt my head backwards and his hand roams to the front of my throat, gently pulling me against him so that he can kiss me from behind. His mouth is warm and firm, but still gentle like he’s teasing me.

Feeling his need pressing hard against my behind, I whisper breathlessly, “I saw something else in your bag when I was looking for the saline, Hunter.”

He pulls himself back with a gruff sound in his chest, before glancing down at his opened gym bag to see the box that I found.

“We don’t have to do that tonight,” he rasps, choking slightly, and he turns me around so that we’re flush chest to chest. He crushes a hard kiss to my mouth and then a tiny one to the tip of my nose. “I wanna keep you forever. I’m not in a rush.”

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