Page 18 of Hunted
“You have me, Tink.”
“No, I mean…” She pulls back, her eyes connecting with mine as she whispers, “I want all of you.”
My eyes widen in surprise.Is she asking for what I think she is?
“Fuck, baby… There is nothing I want more. But your first time—Your firstrealtime, should be something special. It should be in a giant bed covered in rose petals and surrounded by candles.”
“Bower, I don’t want all that, I just want you.” God, hearing those words makes my already hard cock jump against my zipper, as if it thinksit can get to her quicker. Her hands glide down my chest and she squeezes me through my pants.
I close my eyes and groan. “Zee… You’re killing me, I’m trying to do the right thing here.”
“Bower, it feels like for fifteen years, my whole life’s been on hold. Don’t make me wait for you, too.”
I pull my fingers from her, and a look of sadness crosses her face. I quickly shove those fingers in my mouth and suck them clean, then scoop her up in my arms as she lets out a squeal of surprise.
“If we’re going to do this, then we’re going to do it right.”
“Where are we going?” she asks as I start walking forward.
“We’re going in the water.”
“But you’re still dressed,” she reminds me.
I stop in my tracks and look down at my shirt covered chest. “Right…” I set her on her feet and strip down completely naked in five seconds flat. Her eyes are still wide when I scoop her back up and march into the water.
Slowly, I carry her over to the spot I have in mind, where a flat rock extends over the shallow water. I set her down, so she’s sitting facing me. It puts her in almost perfect alignment.
I gently push her knees apart, staring down at her body as I lick my lips in appreciation. I try to remind myself that this is the first time she’s chosen to do this, and that she probably has triggers.
“Zee…” I whisper as my hands run down her naked body, plucking and rubbing as I go.
“Mmm?” she hums, pushing herself against my eager hands.
“Is there anything I shouldn’t do?”
“Maybe… don’t hold me down?” I nod as I try not to let the anger from thinking about someone doing that to her and taking her innocence from her take over my expression or my thoughts.
“You’ll have to tell me if I do anything you don’t like, or if you want me to stop or slow down, okay? You can’t freeze up on me.”
“I won’t.” A whimper escapes her when I start circling her clit.
“I mean it, Zee, this is important.” I grab her face, forcing her to focus on me. “Tell me you understand.”
She grabs my wrists as she whispers, “I understand, Bower, now please, I need you… inside me.”
A sound I’ve never made before rumbles from my chest, a deep mixture of a growl and a groan. Her hand slides down to grip my cock, stroking it with purpose, and I pull her mouth to mine, taking her in a hungry, claiming kiss.
My hand mover lower, and I start strumming her nipples. She moans against my mouth, begging for more. I reach down and rub her clit, making her squirm even more, and when she cries out my name in desperation for more, I take my cock from her and run it through her folds.
“Yes! Please, Bower! I need you!” Unable to resist any longer, I slowly push into her, one hand on my cock and the other on the back of her neck. After the head of it is inside her, I let go and start rubbing her clit, my eyes moving to hers as she watches me enter her.
There’s no sign of pain or fear on her face, only eagerness and heat, so I press in further, groaning at the tightness.
“Bower!” she cries out.
I stop my movement and wait for her to turn her eyes up to mine. “Does it hurt?” I ask in worry.
“No.” She shakes her head rapidly. “No, I need more.”
