Page 18 of Torment

He wiped her wet hair from her face. “Are you okay?”

She just nodded, and Hunter pulled her out of the shower. As soon as he grabbed the towel, wanting to wrap it around her, he saw how red her skin was from the scorching shower she had made her body endure. It was like she was trying to burn something off of her. Trying to get rid of whatever it was that caused her pain.

He held out the towel and she lifted her arms, allowing him to wrap it around her, her eyes still empty orbs of blue. Of course, the son of a bitch that he was, he allowed his gaze to move down to her breasts. Firm, full breasts, beautiful round, pink nipples that he had sucked, nipped, and tugged so many times. Yet, standing there, staring down at them, he knew he hadn’t tasted them nearly enough.

Immediately his cock shot to attention, and he cursed his body for wanting her even though he knew Scarlet was in a bad space right now. But the selfish prick inside him made it impossible for him to not stare at her hot as hell, curvy body that knew exactly how to set his damn insides on fire.

Wrapping the towel around her, he purposefully let his knuckles graze against her skin just above the swell of her breasts.Selfish bastard.

Just as he was about to tie the towel, he paused while still looking down. It was like his hands had a mind of their own. He had no control as they moved down, softly caressing the skin between her breasts, thinking of how fucking good her skin tasted.

The towel dropped from his hands, and all she did was stand there, staring at him, allowing him to look at her—to touch her.

“God, Scar,” he whispered. “I’m such a selfish prick right now, but I want you so damn much.” He didn’t look up at her. He couldn’t. All he wanted to do was stare at his hands, his fingers as they softly traced down her warm skin, still pink from the hot water.

“Then take me,” she replied softly, still not moving. “Take what you want, Ace.”

His gaze shot up to hers, her words taking him by surprise, but her eyes were still empty, cold, not a hint of lust or warmth hidden behind her blue irises.

For a long few seconds they just stared at each other. Hunter’s mind engaged in a raging battle with his dick, his head telling him to walk away, to not make this entire situation more complicated than it already was. But his dick kept on pressing hard against his pants, reminding him that he was a man, and that he wanted to claim Scarlet now more than ever. Without warning, Scarlet grabbed his hand and pushed it between her legs, letting him feel her slick heat.

“I said take what you want, Ace.”

Christ. No matter how much he wanted to be the good guy here, having his hand against her smooth skin made it impossible for him to be anything but a damn animal.

Nothing on this goddamn earth would have been able to stop him from doing what he did next. He grabbed her behind her neck, pulling her closer, crashing his lips against hers while he pushed his finger deep inside her. She gasped against his lips and he took the opportunity to force his tongue inside her mouth, wanting to taste her as that familiar cherry scent completely overwhelmed his senses. When he felt her tongue eagerly playing against his, he felt like he could fucking roar with the lust pulsing through his damn veins. Everything about her, her taste, the feel of her skin, her body—everything wound him up so fucking tight he could hardly breathe.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails pushing hard into his scalp. He didn’t care that it stung like a bitch, he liked it. It fueled his already out of control, red-hot desire for her. Within seconds the sound of their mouths slapping together filled the room, the air around them laden with sexual desire, their out of control craving for each other fueling their every move. Faster, harder, they started to ravish each other, their bodies growing more demanding with each passing second.

As she dragged her nails down his neck, over his shoulders, he was sure it drew blood. The pain mixed with the pleasure of touching her, swallowing her moans in his mouth, sent his body, his mind into a fucking frenzy.

They were kissing, touching, tasting like their lives depended on it. It was all hands, tongues, and labored breaths, trying to devour each other as fast and as hard as they could.

He pulled his hand away from between her legs, and she moaned.

“Don’t stop, Ace.”

“I don’t plan to.”

He grabbed her around her waist and lifted her while she wrapped her legs around him.Fuck him. He was in physical pain being so close to her but not feeling her around him. His body was screaming, wanting nothing more than to feel her heat possess him.

He moved to the cabinet next to the sink, and with one hand he pushed everything to the floor. The sound of glass breaking filled the room, but they didn’t stop. A fucking nuclear weapon could go off next to them and they still wouldn’t be able to stop. Whenever they were together like this, it was like they consumed each other completely.

After he placed her on the cabinet, he reached up and wound his fist in her hair, pulling her head back, wanting that soft skin of her neck offered to him like a goddamn sacrifice. While he sucked, nipped, and kissed her skin, unable to get enough of her sweet taste, Scarlet started to undo his belt, zipping down his pants.

The way her knuckles touched his skin felt like they were burning straight through to his soul. All the while in the back of his mind, he knew that this was wrong. This wasn’t the time. Neither of them were thinking straight. But fuck him, he couldn’t stop.

As soon as his cock was freed from his pants, she wrapped her hand around it, and Hunter groaned against her skin, pushing forward, deeper into her touch.

“Fuck, Scar. What the hell are we doing?” He hardly recognized his own voice as pleasure started to consume him.

“You know we need this, Ace.”

And then she moved forward, thrusting her hips, pushing his cock inside her. That was when Hunter finally let out the roar he had been keeping in. Feeling her heat, her tight walls closing around him was almost too fucking much.

Scarlet pulled his hair, lifting his face to hers before slamming her lips against his. Her teeth grazed against his lips, her tongue pushing as deep as possible inside his mouth.

Guided by nothing but desire and need, he started to move, thrusting in and out of her, needing to get that release as quick as fucking possible.

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