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Listening to him explain his feelings for his mother gave me hope.

It showed me that he was, indeed, human.

Sometimes it felt like he was gone from me, like he was on a playing field I couldn’t quite reach. But then he gave me a glimpse of his humanity and we were side by side again.

"What happened then?" I whispered, the need to know every thought and feeling inside of this man burning me up. "After you found out she had passed?"

"Lost my mind a little after that," he admitted. "Got fucked up real bad. Fell in with the wrong kind of people… I won't disturb you with the details. Just know that it was bad.Iwas bad." He shook his head and exhaled a heavy sigh. "And then something happened."

"What happened?"

He flashed a smirk. "I got a new cellmate."

"Noah," I whispered.

He winked. "The very one."

We were quiet then, just laying together on his bed, both lost in our own thoughts until Hunter shifted beneath me.

"What are you doing?" I asked when he reached an arm over my naked body and grabbed the remote from the nightstand.

"I want you to listen to this song," he said. "Reminds me of you."

"Hozier?" I asked with a smirk.

"Not tonight," he countered, tapping my nose with his finger.

He pressed a few buttons and then the sound of Kings of Leon'sCloserbegan to drift from the iPod dock across the room.

Hunter looked me dead in the eyes just as the lead singer began to sing, his lyrics haunting and full of meaning.

The words of the song flooded my mind.

They were deep, meaningful, and everything to me in this moment.

Because they reminded him ofme.

He wanted me to hear this.

To listen.

To feel.

Unable to stand another second of this silent torture, and with the song still playing loudly in the background, I pushed Hunter onto his back and straddled his lap.

Without a word, I pressed my palms against his hard, tattoo covered chest and stared into his icy blue eyes. He felt so good under my touch. The heat of his skin, the hardness of his muscles.

Hovering close to his mouth, I pressed a kiss to the corner of his lip and exhaled heavily. "Don't ever leave me."

He didn’t say anything in return, but I knew he heard me.

I could feel it in the way his muscles contracted under my touch.

"Because," I whispered as I slipped a hand between our bodies. "I," using my hand, I guided his rock-hard cock inside me. "Love," he filled me to the brim and I gasped at the pressure before crying out, "you."

A sharp, erotic hissing sound tore from his lips seconds before his hands clamped down hard on my waist.

The feel of his hips gyrating beneath me was too much, bringing with it friction to my throbbing clit that only he seemed to know I needed.

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