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Chapter Seventen
Saylor
He walked me backward to the bedroom, covering my lips, my jaw, all the way up to my temples and across my brow with kisses. All the while, I pushed his jacket off his shoulders, blindly unbuttoning his shirt until I had my hands on his bare, hard chest. The backs of my legs hit the side of the bed and Hunter eased me down onto it, folding himself over me as if it were a move we’d practiced forever.
I reached for his belt, but his hand beat me to the buckle. He freed it, and swiftly rid himself from the rest of his clothes. Naked, he was as stunning as ever. Before I could get my hand between us to touch him he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard, his teeth grazing the surface of my sensitive skin. The sensation rippled down my body.
“I need you, Hunter.”
“Not yet.” He kissed his way over to the other breast, softly biting the full flesh beneath and working his way up to the nipple. “It feels like it’s been forever. Let’s not rush this.”
I closed my eyes, enjoying the strong tug on my nipples until he leaned back and slid his hands down to my hips. His cock was hard between us, the head glistening in the soft lamplight.
“Now?” I asked.
His hands found my legs, pressing them back. He kissed my thighs, licking and biting, sucking until I whimpered. There’d be marks all over them in the morning. I angled my hips, trying to give clear access to the place I wanted his tongue, but he ignored the invitation, moving to the other thigh and methodically teasing my flesh.
My pussy ached and throbbed. His cock brushed small wet trails across my skin whenever it touched me. Finally, his hands worked their way to the top of my thighs and he pushed outward, opening me farther.
“This is mine,” he said.
“Take it,” I groaned.
When his tongue touched my clit, my back arched. He paused, pressing my hips back to the bed with a strong hand, then started again. He pinned me in place as he worked over my pussy, sending shots of pleasure deep into my core.
“That’s it. Right there, Hunter. Fuck. I’m going to come.”
He sucked my clit and pushed two fingers inside my cunt, his thumb pressing against my ass, calling the sensitive nerves there to life. Each lick along my slit drew me closer to climax, and when he drew my clit into his mouth again, it pulled an orgasm from me, fast and shattering. I gripped his head until his tongue was too much for me, then I tried to push him away. We struggled against each other for a few seconds until I handed over control. Once I did that, Hunter released me.
I lay on the bed in boneless languid bliss. “You’re wonderful,” I said.
“You’re welcome,” he replied.
He crawled back over me, taking hold of my hand and kissing from the inside of my wrist all the way up my arm, lighting up the nerves along the way. He left it over my head, then did the same to my other arm. “These stay here,” he said, wrapping my fingers around the bars of the bedhead.
I didn’t have the energy to object, but when he asked me to open my legs, with a gruff, Brit-tinged accent, my body jumped back, ready for action. I bent my knees and pulled my legs up as far as I could.
With his face so close to mine I found the pale green pigmentation in his beautiful gray eyes. He lodged the head of his cock at my slick entrance and pushed. He filled me, inch by tortuous inch, as if we’d slowed life down to half speed. When he reached the end of me, he withdrew at the same, measured pace pulling a long sigh from me.
He slid back into me with the same control so that I felt him completely, the broad head, the thick vein, all of him a perfect fit. He nudged deeper, then rocked his hips against mine. I ground my pelvis back at him, wanting him faster, and harder.
“More,” I said. “Harder.”
“Patience. There’s no hurry.” He smiled as if my frustration was his pleasure.
I said his name, and he kissed me gently.
“I want all of you.” I spoke the words into the breath he inhaled.
“You have me,” he said.
Our gazes locked in that special way and this time when he pulled out, he drove into me fast, in the brutal, conquering way I loved.
“Yes,” I hissed.
“So delicate, and strong,” he said, pounding me harder, the relinquishing of control showing in the way his face tightened. “This is mine.”
My thighs ached in the punishing position, and I loved it. He fucked me so hard my hands came off the headboard so that I could cling to him, nails digging into his skin.
