Page 63 of Imperfect Saint
He’d talk to Tyler again soon enough. He’d talk to Vaughn too. Tatum, well, he’d have to deal with her a little bit differently than he did his brothers. He’d get her one on one and talk to her about his relationship with Millie. She’d come around; she wasn’t the teenage brat they all remembered anymore. She was in college now and while she was still a bit of a diva, she was more mature. She’d hear him out at least.
Hunter put thoughts of his siblings out of his mind and grabbed his keys off his desk. He tossed his backpack over his shoulder and flipped off the light in his office. He could be at Millie’s building in less than twenty minutes if traffic wasn’t too heavy. He grabbed the SUV out of the company lot and hit the road and just as he’d hoped he was pulling into the parking garage at Millie’s building within half an hour.
He said hello to the doorman and then waved at the girl behind the counter. Kendra, they’d met on one of his many, many trips to Millie’s apartment. She was a nice girl, she always asked him how his day was and told him to have a lovely evening. That last part always made him grin because of course his evening was going to be lovely when he was heading upstairs to see Millie.
He took the elevator up and knocked on the door, knowing that Kendra already would have called up to let Millie know he was here. He was right. The door opened almost as soon as his fist landed on it. His jaw dropped when he saw her standing on the other side.
He’d been imagining seeing her. Three days without her had felt like an eternity. But he hadn’t been imagining this.
Millie was all dressed up and ready to go out. He’d promised her dinner and a show out on the town tonight but he knew as soon as he saw her that he wasn’t going to be able to fulfill that promise tonight. That would have to wait for another evening. Because tonight he didn’t have the willpower to keep his hands off of her for that long.
“Millie.” Her name came out a low growl and her smile faltered a little.
“Hunter, what’s…”
He swept through the door and pulled her off her feet. Millie squealed as he kicked the door shut behind them. Her arms instantly went around his neck and he dropped his backpack to the floor of the hallway.
“Hunter!”
“God, I missed you.” Hunter backed her against the wall and pressed his mouth to hers.
The taste of her lit up everything inside him. His heart raced. All of his senses went on high alert. He could smell her sweet perfume. The taste of strawberries on her tongue Her smooth skin under his palms. He could hear the little, kittenish sound that he loved when she melted in his arms.
“Hunter.” She moaned his name when he trailed his lips down her throat.
“Did you miss me too?”
“You know I did.” She whimpered when he hefted her up, forcing her legs around his waist.
He kissed her again, stroking his tongue deep, reacquainting himself with every curve of her mouth. He sucked her tongue and rocked his hips against her. He was hard already and he just knew that if he slid his hand from her ass down between her legs that he’d find her wet for him too. She used her arms around his neck as leverage and shifted her hips too, grinding against him.
“I want you.” He growled.
“Want you too.”
“Now, Millie. I want you now.”
“Yes.”
It was all the answer he needed. He hefted her higher and walked them into the kitchen which was just off the hallway. He knew that she deserved a bed. She deserved soft and sweet. But he just didn’t have it in him this time. Not when he’d missed her so damn bad and wanted her so damn much.
He sat her down atop the island in the kitchen. Her heels fell off and he kicked them out of the way. He pushed her dress up and Millie raised her arms to help him pull it over her head. He tossed it aside and thanked the good lord for small favors.
She wasn’t wearing a bra.
Maybe she’d left it off to tease him tonight. Maybe the dress hadn’t warranted one. Or maybe she’d just thought with her small breasts that she didn’t need it. Whatever the reason, he’d never been happier to have such immediate access to those sweet little mounds he loved so much.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” He groaned as he palmed her breasts.
“Hunter, please.” She tilted her head back and arched into his touch.
He gave her what she wanted without her having to ask again. He lowered his mouth and tongued her nipple. He licked and sucked until she was writhing. Her fingers flexed in his hair and she moaned his name as he worshiped her body.
Even as he nibbled on her pert breasts, he lowered his hand to his pants. His cock was throbbing behind his zipper. He was so hard that he ached. He flicked the button open and then Millie’s hands were there, helping push the material down over his ass. He let out a choked breath when her small hand circled his thick length.
“Fuck. Mills.” He closed his own hand over hers and helped her stroke him. “I need in you. Now. Are you ready for me?”
“Yes. God, yes.” She was panting as hard as he was.
