Page 64 of Highest Bidder
They talkthe entire time I’m fixing the refrigerator. Of course, Mama pulls out a secret stash of photos she has easily accessible, as if she were waiting for a moment just like this to bust them out. When I finish the repair, it’s impossible to pull them apart. Even though I act like I’m annoyed, I loved seeing how Mama embraced Hunter. I also saw the way Hunter got so comfortable with my mom. It made my heart swell. We stay a full hour, and they act like they are the best of friends. I hate tearing them apart, but when I see it’s getting close to four, I know we have to leave. I don’t want to miss out on what I planned for us tonight. They finally say goodbye, and I had to promise Mama that we will visit again soon. She even gives me a deadline, which make Hunter laugh.
Back in the truck, Hunter rolls her head against the seat to look at me. “I love your mom.”
I reach over and squeeze her thigh. “I can tell she loved you too. Thank you for that.”
“Are you kidding me? She’s amazing. I can’t wait to see her again.”
I groan which makes her laugh.
“Come on, I didn’t find anything out that makes me like you any less, Miney,” she teases me by using my nickname. I fake a groan. “I mean, it honestly made me…” She trails off, but I snap my head over to look at her.
“Made you, what?” I’m white-knuckling the steering wheel with one hand, and I’m not sure if she still has feeling in herthigh with how hard I’m squeezing. She doesn’t seem to notice. She keeps looking at my forearms, tracing my tattoos like she loves to do.
“It made me like you a lot more.” Her voice is quiet.
I’m happier than I have been in a long time, and I can’t stop the urge to want her in my arms. As I park the truck in JT’s driveway, I unbuckle our seat belts and grab hold of her legs to bring her over to sit with me, moving my seat back so we have more room. I tuck some of her wild hair behind her ears. I want to commit every last detail of her face to memory. I gently rub her cheeks with the pads of my thumbs, and her eyes flutter closed. I lean in, making our lips ghost over each other.
“Oh, Hershey,” I say, giving her a brief gentle kiss. “I’m so far gone for you, I don’t even know which way is up or down anymore.” She gasps, and I kiss her hard using her parted mouth as an advantage to kiss her deeply. Wrapping my hands around her back, I bring one hand into her hair to thread my fingers through. She melts into me, and I groan with how perfect she is. It makes me want to say fuck it and take her home so I can bury my face between her legs. It’s been over 24 hours since we’ve had sex, and my craving is intensifying by the second. She’s perfect in every way. Her toned legs are clutching mine while she’s straddling me. I pop the button on her jeans and slide my hand inside so I can feel how wet she is. “Fuck me. You’re soaking wet.” I growl out.
“It’s all because of you. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
She looks into my eyes. I slide my fingers inside of her which makes her gasp. I love pleasuring her. I kiss and nip at her neck. She’s so beautiful. I pick up the pace, and she rides my hand trying to find her release. It doesn’t take her long till I feel her spasming. She moans out my name, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Her body relaxes against me, and we hold each other for what seems like forever.
There’s a banging on the window, making us jump and look to see JT wiggling his fingers at us in greeting.
“We have got to stop meeting like this.” He smirks.
Hunter’s like a statue in my arms not wanting to face him.
“Alright! We’re coming.” I wave my arm to shoo him away. She buries her hand-covered face into my neck and shakes her head as soon as he’s gone. I laugh and try to pull her away to look at her. “Hey!” I continue laughing. She won’t budge, and it’s freaking cute.
“No!” she shouts, sounding like the little girl on Lilo and Stitch.
“Come on,” I coax and gently scratch her back to get her to relax.
“No. I never want to see JT again.” She groans, then pops her head up and gasps. “This is horrible!”
I bite my lip to hold in my laughter, and she shoves my shoulders.
“This is serious, Myles!” she screeches and shoves my shoulders.
“Come on. He doesn’t care, he’s messing with you,” I say while opening the truck door and motioning for her to get out. She glares, but reluctantly steps down and walks toward the front door. I'm relieved until she spins around and bolts back to the truck. She looks at herself in the side mirror and tries to fix her hair. After all the wind on the boat this morning and then me running my fingers through it, there's no hope. She flips her head and ties it into a messy bun. She checks the button on her shorts again and then sighs, like she’s hyping herself up to go inside. I try to hide my smile as she slowly walks back toward me. I grab her hand and kiss it before opening the front door.
“Finally!” JT yells from across the room and laughs. “I hope I didn’t interrupt anything out there, Hunter.” He walks toward her, giving her a wink.
“JT!” she screams and balls her hands up by her sides.
He laughs uncontrollably, and I eventually join in. She shoots me a death glare, making me hold my hands up in surrender. I slowly go out back to where Jess is taking in the view. I look over my shoulder and see JT fling his arm around Hunter’s shoulder whispering something to her, and she looks mortified. But she shoves him and starts laughing.
They join us outside, and JT asks, “Seriously, how’s Mama? And did she make me anything because I’m hungry!”
“JT, we literally just ate,” Jess says and shakes her head.
“Eh, that was a snack. Besides, I’m a growing boy.” He wiggles his eyebrows which makes me roll my eyes.
He’s ridiculous sometimes.
“No, she did not. She was too busy embarrassing me,” I complain.
