Page 24 of Tempting Hunter
His fingers went to her core, causing a flurry of sensations to flow through her. Her hands slid beneath his shirt to touch his bare skin and she felt the muscles of his abs contract. He captured her mouth in another scorching kiss, this one more intense than the previous one. They both moaned. She reached for his belt, undid it, unzipped his pants and pushed them down.
“This ride is going to have to be fast.”
Hallelujah!She just needed him inside her now. “I’m still on the pill.” She’d begun taking them a few months before their wedding and they had pretty much stopped using condoms after that point. “I want to feel all of you.”
“Michaela.”
The tenderness and love she saw reflected in his eyes nearly did her in. Then his gaze changed, and a wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. Her pulse skipped.
Hunter drove into her with one long thrust. “Get ready to ride.”
Michaela wrapped her arms around his neck and locked her legs around his back as he set a hard, driving rhythm had her holding on tight. She arched and writhed against him as he pumped faster, delving deeper with each thrust. He whispered a mixture of tender endearments and erotic promises that made her desire climb even higher. Their breathing grew louder as he gripped her tighter and stroked her harder. He had every nerve in her body electrified. The pressure built inside her with an intensity she’d never felt, and she convulsed and screamed his name as waves of ecstasy crashed through her so violently she thought she might pass out.
He drove into her faster and moments later, he went rigid, threw his head back and exploded, yelling out her name. “Damn, girl.” He rested his head against hers, their breathing ragged. “Thanks for the ride.”
“Any time,” she said with a tired laugh. “I sure hope we didn’t give your neighbors a show.” She’d completely forgotten about the wall of windows.
“It’s one-way glass.”
“Thank goodness.”
Hunter chuckled and slowly lowered her to the floor. “Let’s hit the shower.”
An hour later, her body still hummed as they followed directions to Monte’s home. They had to stop at a gate and call to gain entry.
“Nice area,” Hunter said.
“Very.” Those doggone butterflies were back and tap dancing in her belly like they were a Gregory Hines protégé. He parked, helped her out of the car and held her hand as they approached the door.
The door opened seconds after Hunter rang the bell. “You must be Hunter and Michaela. Please come in. It’s nice to meet you both.”
Hunter nodded and shook Monte’s hand. “Same here.” He stepped back for Michaela to enter first.
Michaela forgot to breathe. She was standing inMonte’s house. When she finally found her voice, she said, “Okay, I’m sorry, but I’ma need about thirty seconds to fangirl. I can’t believe I’m meeting Monte! Can I get a picture, please? Oh, and don’t worry, I won’t put it on social media. I know how you are about your privacy.”
“Sure,” Monte said with a chuckle, apparently used to the fanfare.
She did a little squeal, whipped out her phone and handed it to Hunter. “Can you take the picture, babe?”
Hunter shook his head, snapped the picture and gave her the phone.
She looked at the photo. “Melanie and Lana are going to flip. Thank you so much, Monte.”
“At home, I’m just Terrence,” he said. “Come on back so you can meet Janae.”
She smiled up at Hunter and he whispered, “You’re not supposed to ask your man to take a picture of you with another man. Don’t you know that?”
“Oops, my bad?”
“Yeah, oops,yo’bad.”
She giggled when he rolled his eyes. “I don’t plan to touch anybody but you, so no worries. And I’m thinking another ride would be good…fast or slow, your choice.”
“You really like tempting me, don’t you?”
“Me? I don’t know what you mean.,” Michaela said innocently, then turned in time to see Janae enter.
“Hunter and Michaela, I’d like you to meet my wife, Janae Campbell.”
