Page 36 of Sexy Summer Flings (Bear Mountain Rescue 2)

“I’m not going back to the hospital. Trent’s got plenty of company and there is something I need—”

“I’m sure he wants you there. He asked for you.”

Penny wasn’t an idiot, but it still took her a second to realize that Hunter thought she was dating Trent.

And she laughed. “Are you seriously still jealous of Trent?”

For a moment, she thought he was going to deny it, but then…

“Of course I’m jealous of Trent! I’d be jealous of any man who has even a small piece of you.”

“Didn’t you get my message?” she asked.

“No, I left my phone at home today.”

Penny grabbed his shirtfront, still laughing with a shake of her head. “Every piece of me belongs to you. Always has. Always will.”

That seemed to give him pause, and then he was crushing her to his chest.

“I thought when he was hurt, that you’d realize—”

“Hunter, it’s you. It’s always been you.”

There was only one thing for him to say to that.

Nothi

ng. Nothing at all.

Instead, he tangled his hands in her hair and covered her mouth with his, kissing her with all the pent-up frustration and fear he’d felt. The simmering lust that had been threatening to boil over for five years exploded to the surface and he felt himself dragging her backward, his mouth never leaving hers as they found their way back to his SUV. There was a lot of fumbling and stumbling, but when he finally got the back door open, things really heated up.

Penny’s hands grabbed the front of his button-up shirt and tore it open, popping the buttons off so they pinged against the window and door of his SUV, but he didn’t care. He was as eager to feel her skin against his and proved it when he practically ripped her T-shirt over her head.

“Ow, you caught my nose,” she mumbled, rubbing at the upturned tip.

“Sorry, I’ll kiss it better.”

Her hands went behind her back. When she slid her bra straps down her arms and her breasts slipped out from the lacy white cups, his mouth dried up.

“I can think of better places for you to kiss,” she whispered.

Hunter took the hint and dipped his head, his mouth covering one tight nipple and then the other. He circled the tip with his tongue before drawing it fully into his mouth, sucking until he heard her moan huskily.

While he made love to her breasts, his hands were at her waist, trying to unbutton her pants. Her mouth found his ear and as her teeth nipped lightly on the lobe, he growled in frustration.

“Here. Here.” She pulled away and unbuttoned them for him, pushing her jeans and underwear down over her hips. And in that moment, he wished the moon was shining just a little brighter so he could see her.

“Are you going to take your pants off or what?” she huffed.

He kicked off his boots, loving the impatient tone in her voice. He unbuckled his belt as she leaned over him. The warmth of her breath and lips caressed his stomach as her fingers nimbly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper. The cacophony of muted sounds joined his deep, rapid breathing.

Her nails scratched his hips as she helped him out of his jeans and boxers, but he didn’t have time to react before her lips were kissing the tip of his cock, making him reach for the oh shit handle as her mouth slipped down the length of him. The warm suction made his balls tighten, his toes curl, and his other hand tangled in her hair.

“God, Penny, yes.”

Chapter 20

Penny would never get tired of the way he said her name.

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