Page 83 of Educating Arrogant Mr. Hunter

He pressed his forehead to mine. “I wanted to get you all hot and bothered.” He let out a groan. “It backfired.”

“You accomplished your goal.” My lips found the curve of his chin, and I peppered kisses up his cheek. “I now want to know what you’re going to do about it?” I boldly asked. My desire for him was at an all-time high. He deserved to know what he’d done to me and needed to make it right.

“Is that right?” he rasped. A hand shifted to squeeze my hip, causing me to rock against his steel-hard cock. My clit and body thanked him and cursed him for the tiniest caress.

“Yes,” I hissed. “More of that.” I had no shame. I wanted him any way I could get him.

Beckett’s lips crashed down on mine. Our mouths were hungry for each other. He yanked my hair to the side to place me where he wanted me. The roughness of his touch made me crave him all the more. I twined a leg around his calf and ran my hand up his chest, cursing his shirt for getting in my way.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all night. Fuck, all week. Why is it I can’t get enough of you?” he murmured, finally grinding his stiff cock into me.

I lightly bit his bottom lip and yanked his shirt up to slide my hands over his warm skin. My fingers traced each muscle, teasing him as I ran my hands up his muscled abdomen.

He ripped his lips from mine and ran them down the column of my neck. “I wish we were alone.”

I gasped as he licked and sucked that sensitive spot he knew so well. “I want your taste on my tongue, my chin coated with your wetness. I want to come inside of you so many times it’s dripping from your pussy, making you smell like me and what we’ve done.” His teeth scraped against the column of my throat.

I shuddered. His dirty talk was everything I never knew I wanted. And everything I needed.

“I want to hear you scream my name as I make your body come in ways no one has ever done,” he growled.

Holy fuck.

“I think my underwear is thoroughly ruined right now.” I wanted to shove my pants to the ground, wrap my legs around his waist, and yank down his pants just enough for his dick to spring free with the barriers between us gone. If the impending threat of Diana and Zoey returning didn’t exist, I’d take my chances of being seen and let him screw me against this wall.

Panic zipped through me at my unbidden thoughts. Tonight was a turning point for us, or at least for me. This was the first time I’d been entirely ready to toss caution to the wind and didn’t mind being seen.

I let out a shaky breath. Was I falling for Beckett? Is that why everything was so intense and why my desire to hide us was wavering?

Voices in the hall pushed their way into my consciousness. “Your mom. Zoey,” I reminded him, grateful for the reprieve. I had a lot to think about.

“Shit. I know.” He kissed me harsh and fast before pulling away. “Later, when we find the time, your body is mine. Don’t expect to walk right for a solid week.”

Now my thighs were wet in addition to my pussy. I wobbled to my seat, my legs unwilling to hold me upright.

Beckett had just settled in his chair and adjusted his shirt to ensure it covered his raging hard-on when Zoey and Diana walked back in. I patted at my hair and hoped I didn’t look too much of a mess.

“Why are the lights off?” Zoey asked.

“Oh, um…” I stuttered. My brain had not started functioning at full capacity yet.

“We were resting our eyes,” Beckett answered. I was surprised at how smooth his answer was and how easily Zoey accepted it.

“Yup. A nap.”Shut up. I needed to stop talking and play it cool.

Beckett smirked at me, and I realized I did not sound like my usual self. Luckily Zoey didn’t notice, although his mom smiled my way, making me think she knew exactly why the lights were off.

“Look at what Mimi got me!” We oohed and ahhed over Zoey’s light-up crown, majestic scepter, and her Princesses on Ice t-shirt and hoodie until the lights around the seating area outside our box flashed, letting us know intermission was over.

“Daddy, Mimi said I could sleep at her house tonight and she could take me to school tomorrow.”

“She did, did she?” Beckett asked. His eyebrow lifted as he looked at Diana.

Oh God! Beckett’s mom knew what we were doing. She had to. I wanted the floor to open up and allow me to sink through it.

“Sure. We could do that.” How was he calm? His mom knew we were havingsex!

“Daddy! Thank you! Mimi, this is the best night ever!”

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