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He stared at me with his hands on his hips. I was sure he was trying not to be swayed by my tears, but eventually, he guided me back to my office, shutting and locking the door so we wouldn’t be disturbed.
I sat on the love seat, but he stayed standing. “I’m listening.”
“There’s one thing about my past I haven’t told you.”
I saw his jaw tighten, but he continued to stand and stare at me.
“I told you I hadn’t ever had sex before you because I was busy with school and getting started in my private practice.”
He gave me a curt nod.
“What I didn’t tell you was that I did see someone for about a year in college. I thought he was perfect. He agreed to wait for intimacy.” I blew out a breath. “My mother had me young. I was an accident. I didn’t want that to happen to me because I saw how it derailed her life, and I had goals.”
The tension on his face lessened slightly.
“Anyway, I decided I didn’t want to risk getting pregnant and messing all that up. He seemed to support that decision.”
“But he didn’t?”
I shook my head. “He had another girlfriend. He saw me in the evenings and her by day, too.” Just like the woman had told me the other night.
“Fuck.”
“The experience scared me away from relationships. And I was successful at it until you.” I looked up at him. “I don’t know what it is either, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting you.”
“You did on Friday,” he quipped.
“I was hurt and felt like it was happening all over again. I wasn’t thinking straight. I was just reacting.” I looked up at him. “I hurt you, and I’m sorry about that.”
“Look, I get how our pasts can fuck up our present. I’m living proof of it. But I’m not a cheater. I don’t want another woman, Grace. I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you. I don’t know how else to say it.”
The truth was, the fact that he was saying it at all told me volumes. Hunter wasn’t a man to talk about his feelings, and yet, on several occasions, he’d said things that let me know I was different. It was my own insecurities that made me doubt him.
I nodded. “I believe you. I should have talked to you when I had doubts. I’m sorry.”
He moved to sit on the coffee table in front of me. “What do you want, Grace?”
I wiped a tear that had fallen on my cheek. “I want you to forgive me. I want to promise you that if you give me another chance, when I feel insecure, I’ll talk to you and not run.”
His lips twitched up slightly. “I don’t want you to feel insecure about me.” He reached forward and wiped another tear. “That’s the point. I’ve fallen for you. I’ve fallen hard.”
His words both soothed and increased my guilt. “I’m sorry, Hunter. I should have realized.”
“Yes, you should have.” He studied me for a moment. “You’re not the only one with insecurities, Grace.”
Oh, yes, of course. I reached to him, pressing my palms against his cheeks. “I’ve fallen for you too.”
Relief shone in his eyes. “So, we’re good?”
I nodded.
“You trust that I’m not going to run around on you?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
“There’s only one thing left to do,” he said.
I arched a brow. “What’s that.”
“Make up sex.” His lips devoured mine, and while it seemed unwise to have sex in my office, I wasn’t in a state of mind to stop him. In fact, once his lips were on mine, all I could think about was having him inside me. Like that would somehow fix how badly I’d handled everything.
“I need you inside me, Hunter. So bad.”
He growled. “Those are some of my favorite words coming from you.” In a flurry, our clothes were undone and pushed aside enough that we could touch and taste. When he stood and pushed his pants down, I immediately grabbed his beautiful, thick cock and loved it with my mouth.
“Ah fuck, Grace…your mouth is fantastic,” he said as his fingers threaded through my hair.
I inhaled his musky scent and savored the sweet-salty mix of his pre-cum. He let me work him, but then he groaned, and reaching for me, he hauled me up, turned us both, and pressed me against the wall.
He sucked my nipples through my bra, leaving wet marks on it until he finally was able to undo the front clasp and free me.
He sucked again, on one and then the other.
“Hunter,” I gasped. “Fill me. I need you to fill me.”
My skirt was already bunched around my waist, so he tugged my panties down, dropping to his knees as they slid down my legs.
“I love your pussy, Grace.” He rubbed his nose in the nest of hair between my thighs. “I’m going to eat you up.”
