Page 181 of Between Hate and Desire

“Hunter…” She releases my name on a long, drawn-out moan.

I drag my lips along the flesh of her thigh before capturing it between my teeth, giving it a little bite, and then I kiss it. Lennon arches her hips as her fingers fist the blanket. Her body is fucking begging for it.

Hell, my body is ready to die.

“Not yet, sweetheart.” One final kiss to her leg. “Tell me another spot.”

She’s panting, desperately trying to catch her breath. “My pussy.”

Fuck me.

I press one soft kiss over her panties before sliding them down her legs and tossing them to the side. Once she’s completely bare, I drag my tongue over her slit. Her entire body shivers as I cautiously wrap my lips around her clit and suck.

“Oh my God…” Lennon slowly enunciates each word. Her back arches, pushing her hips closer to my mouth. The fact that I’ve barely touched her and she’s responding this way turns me on even more. My dick is so hard, I have to bring a hand down to my groin and adjust myself before it burns a hole through my damn pants.

I inhale deeply, groaning at the scent of her. Though I want to take my time, I can’t deny either of us what we need. As I kiss between her legs, I coat one finger through her slickness before pushing it inside her. I want her to know how desirable and perfect she is, and that I’ve never wanted her more.

Lennon flails underneath me, mutteringyesover and over, and as I struggle to hold her hips down with my free hand, I dive in and lick her. I alternate between kissing, licking, and sucking. I thrust a second finger inside, and I know she’s about to explode when she rocks her hips faster.

Every part of her is beautiful, every part represents a journey or experience, and I love and crave every inch. The taste of her is what wet dreams are made of, and now I greedily want more. More of her, more of us, moreeverything.

“Hunter, I’m so close,” she says between gritted teeth. I nod against her pussy, lifting one of her thighs over my shoulder, then drive my fingers deeper, faster, harder inside her. I flick her clit with my tongue, rolling and sucking it between my lips, then, like a volcano, she explodes as the sensation overtakes her.

Once she stops shaking, I place her leg down, give her pussy one final kiss, then make my way back to her lips. Her breathing steadies, and I look into her bright blue eyes that hold so much truth to the way she feels. We both spent time avoiding the way we felt at some point. But no more.

Leaning on my side next to her, I tilt her chin toward me so she can not only hear the sincerity in what I’m about to say but see it too. “Your imperfections are what make you perfect. Your vulnerability makes you human. But your heart? That’s what I love most about you, Lennon. Everything you do is with purpose and heartfelt. It’s why even when I wanted to hate you, I couldn’t. You had me wrapped around your finger for so long, I’d forgotten what it felt like not to have you in my life in some way, but I know I never wanna go back to that. I want you. I’m just as ridiculously in love with you, Lennon Corrigan. Always. I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me.”

“You’re mine, and I’m yours,” she simply states with a sweet smile.

“You’ve got that right, sweetheart.” Nothing could ever change that.

“Say it again,” she whispers when I brush our lips together.

“Sweetheart?”

“No. That you love me.” Her taunting tone makes me smirk at her bossiness. “I wanna hear you say it again.”

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather Ishowyou?” I kiss my way toward her ear. “Because I really, really,reallywant to show you.”

Lennon slides her hand down my stomach and over my groin, rubbing her palm over my noticeable erection. “Then you better say it fast, Manning.”

“Fuck.” I groan loudly, my head falling back as she continues to touch me. “I can’t concentrate when you do that.”

“You’re running out of time…” She pops the button, then slowly unzips my pants.

I grab her wrist, stopping her from going any further. “I see how we’re playing this game.”

“What?” She looks at me innocently. “Did you think you’re the only one who can get what they want from sexual favors?”

Chuckling, I shake my head at my little devil. “I’ve underestimated you.”

Unfortunately, I’ve heard Brandon and her for years, being in the bedroom next to mine, and though I wish I could remove it from my brain, it’s not as easy to do with all the history between us or the way I felt about her.

“Should never underestimate a Pisces.” She smiles, smugly. “We may be known to be caring and loyal, but we’re also very intuitive.”

I want to make a smart-ass comment about how she wasn’t intuitive enough to know how I felt over the past few years, but I also don’t want her to stop touching my dick, so I keep my mouth shut.

“You want to hear me say it again?”

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