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I rotate my hips against the hard length beneath my thighs. “Speaking of a tease.”
“I’m not teasing.” The seriousness in his tone does wild things to my heart.
“I hope not.”
He slides his hands down, cupping my ass and tugging me tighter to his lap so there’s nothing between us. And no mistaking just how horny we are for each other.
Those hazel eyes lock with mine, and my stomach goes squirmy. “When I saw that guy’s elbow. . . I couldn’t get to you fast enough. I don’t ever want to feel that way again.”
“What way?” I press because I need to hear him say it. Even if it’s just for tonight, I need that little piece of my dream to come true.
“Like I might lose you. And I know I never had you, but—”
“You’ve had me,” I whisper past the knot in my throat. “I’ve always been yours.”
Hunter lets out a gusty exhale, his eyes getting suspiciously bright. More golden. He licks his lips, and his gaze darts to my temple. “How’s your head?”
There’s a dull ache but no lasting damage. Hopefully, the scar. Feels like it’s hidden in my hairline anyway.
“Fine.”
“Do you need anything for the pain?”
I slide a hand to his heart and shake my head. Maybe I’m too doped up on lust because the only medicine I want is him.
“You’re sure?”
I can’t tell if he’s trying to cool things off between us or if he’s really that concerned. It’s not that I think head wounds are to be ignored; it’s just that I know they bleed a lot, and the guy didn’t really hit me that hard. He just had incredible aim and a pointy elbow.
“Positive,” I quip.
“Good.”
Palms plastered against my ass, he rocks forward and stands. I grasp his shoulders, but he’s got me. He lifts me with ease, showing what incredible shape he’s in. I nuzzle into his neck and lift my lips for a kiss.
He presses me against the wall outside my bedroom. How many times have I fantasized about this? Being pressed tight against him, his hardness between my thighs, moving as if he can’t get enough of me. A part of me still fears it’s a dream. But it feels so real. So glorious. Every nerve ending lights up like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
“Is this really happening?” I ask when he lets me up for air.
The corners of his sinful mouth tug up, and my stomach twists. Further south, my panties go damp, and there’s a delicious ache beneath my belly button.
“Are you finally in my arms? Yeah, honey. You are.”
His words and rough voice wash over and through me. He sounds as in awe as I feel. And that makes my heart squeeze. I don’t know what’s more painful, having the man you love hold you at arm’s length or watching him become more miserable each day.
“Thank goodness.” I run my fingers through the short hair at the base of his skull, mesmerized by the softness.
Hunter ducks his head and trails his lips along my jaw, then down my throat. Shivers and goosebumps tease my skin, and my nipples harden into tight peaks, aching beneath the cups of my bra. I need him to touch me there. To tease and twist and kiss and suck them before I go mad.
“You smell amazing,” he says against the tender skin beneath my ear.
I grunt. “Hardly. I’m covered in beer.”
“Exactly.” He laughs.
I laugh.
It’s amazing. Transcendent. Better than I imagined, and I want this moment to last forever. Crushing me tight, like he’ll never let me go. I want that. This. The closeness, the laughter, and how my body ignites at his touch. The way he makes my pussy weep just by walking into a room.
