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Chapter Twenty-Four
Vanessa
“She’s asleep,” Vanessa said as she pulled the bedroom door closed.
Hunter smiled at her. He could hardly believe it. He’d known his own feelings for a while, though he denied them at every chance he could. But she’d said she loved him first. And she meant it. And he actually believed her.
Back in high school, Julia had said she loved him. And he’d said he loved her. Maybe they meant it at the time He must have, to go and do something like kill for her. But when he found out that she had lied, he doubted that she ever really loved him. Who would do that to someone they loved? Use them like that, lie to them, have them do something for you that gets them sent to jail for ten years, then drop off the face of the earth once they’re there. You’d think she might have at least visited or called or written once or twice. A thank you note maybe? “Hey, thanks for taking dear ole Dad out of the way, now I can go buy that new car I’ve been wanting!”
But after the court hearing where he’d been sentenced—the one where she sat in tears and promised to write every day and visit him every week—he’d never heard from her again. He thought maybe her mom was keeping her away, but surely in ten years, she would have found a way to get in contact if she had wanted to. It took him over a year to realize it. But once he did, he was pissed about that, too. She’d abandoned him when he needed someone the most. The only person he’d ever loved.
But now he had a second chance. He had found love once more, when he thought it was impossible and when he’d refused to let himself get close enough to anyone again. And now he had someone who truly loved him. Enough to put herself and her daughter at some level of risk to save him. She had to know it was better for him to go without the police to meet with Jeremy. And she had to know it was better for her and Opal if Jeremy was dead. Yet, her concern for him led her to do things in a way that would be good for him and less good for her.
That was what proved her love. Her willingness to sacrifice. You didn’t give up important things for someone you didn’t love. And she loved him. Now when he looked at her, all he could think of was, this may be the first person on the planet to truly love me. His parents may have had some form of love toward him at one point. Maybe when he was a baby. But they hadn’t shown it to him, and he hadn’t felt it. He felt Vanessa’s love. It lit him up.
She stalked across the room, grinning. As she approached the bed, she began removing her clothing. Hunter was already naked under the covers, waiting for her. His cock was hard and his hands itched to touch her.
She pulled off her shirt first, revealing her black lace bra that held her perfect, round breasts. Then, she slowly unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them. Her panties matched her bra. Black and lacy, clinging to her every curve. She was so hot.
She reached back to unhook her bra, and as it fell away, he took in the sight of her hard nipples and full breasts. She pushed her panties down, then crawled into bed, her bare ass just peaking over the lines of her back as she crawled toward him. She pulled back the covers and grinned when she saw he was naked.
“Perfect. That’s just how I wanted you,” she said.
Then she moved down under the blankets and a second later, he felt her warm mouth take in his dick. Hunter groaned in pleasure as he put his hand on her head. Vanessa moved up and down his shaft, sucking him and stroking him.
“That feels so good,” he said.
He could lie there and have her blow him all day, and he wouldn’t ever need anything else in his life. Her sexy body, hovering over him as she pleased him was the best thing he’d ever seen.
She kissed up his stomach and along his neck before getting to his lips. He wrapped his arms around her and cradled her against him. He just held her for a long while, feeling her heat and closeness and nakedness.
“I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too.”
He rolled over so that he was on top of her. Hunter looked down at Vanessa and ran his fingers through the hair fanning out around her head.
“You are so beautiful. I don’t deserve you.”
“But you have me, so I guess you did something right.” She giggled.
“I guess so.”
He leaned down to kiss her for a long time.
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Vanessa could barely take the anticipation. What was he waiting for? She loved kissing him. His smooth lips on her, his tongue slipping in and out of her mouth. It all felt great. But her body ached for him. She was so wet, she thought she must be dripping all over the sheets by now. But he kept his erection pressed against her stomach, too far above where it needed to be.
She tried to wiggle up so that he could slip in. But he moved, too, and kept kissing her. She wrapped one leg around him. Finally, she reached down and took hold of him. She positioned him at her opening and slid down, letting him slide in smoothly.
He made a soft moaning and held still once he was fully inside her. He continued to kiss her as he moved in and out slowly. More slowly than he ever had, like he was enjoying every second of it. With each inch that moved in or out, she felt her pleasure increase. She was dizzy with it. Vanessa tried to keep herself from coming too fast, but the way he’d teased her and built up her desire for him, the way he moved so slow so that his cock rubbed on every nerve inside her, sent her over the edge.
“I’m coming,” she whispered and moaned into his ear.
He didn’t speed up like he normally did. Instead, he kept his slow-and-steady pace. She found that the orgasm came slow and deep. Different than when he thrust into her hard and fast. This whole thing felt different tonight.
Then she realized what it was. This was him making love to her. Not fucking her, not having sex or getting laid. He was actually making love, in a true and precious way that no one had ever made love to her.
