Trying Not To Love You

A few hours later, I woke to Hunter holding a warm compress between my legs. God that felt good; I was sore but not too sore.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I just wanted to make sure you were ok." When he pulled the towel up, I noticed the blood on it.

How embarrassing, I did not even think of this part. I started flushing while reaching for the towel. "It's ok; I'll take care of it." I started to move my legs off the bed but he stopped me.

"Don't be embarrassed CC." He reached over on the end table and handed me a glass of water and some pain reliever.

Looking at him, I had to smile. Leave it to Hunter to think of everything. "You're going to spoil me, you know that right?" I took the pain reliever and water from him. "Thank you." I handed him the empty glass back. "I think I'm going to take a quick shower."

I walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower, wanting to get back to Hunter. I dried my hair as best I could with the towel and put it up in a ponytail. When I walked back into the room, he had changed the sheets. Now, he laid on his back, his arm over his eyes with the sheets pulled up just enough to cover his hips. Walking over to the dresser, I reached in and pulled out a t-shirt.

"What are you doing?" Hunter asked me.

I turned around to face him and shrugged my shoulder at him, "Just putting something to sleep in on."

"Don't do that." He pulled the covers back. "Come here."

I threw the shirt on top of the dresser, walked over to the bed and cuddled up next to him.

Hunter ran his fingers lightly up and down my back. He sighed and spoke so low I barely heard him, "You've wrecked me for anyone else."

I didn't respond; I don't think I was meant me to hear that. I've wrecked him; he has wrecked me just as much if not more. He has my heart in his hands and I just hoped he doesn't break it.

The next morning when I woke up, I knew before I even opened my eyes that he was not in bed. I reached over to his side of the bed and it was cold, so I knew he had been up for a while. I threw on some clothes and went to go find him.

When I walked downstairs, it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Where was he? I walked downstairs to the rec room, thinking maybe he was watching a movie and didn't want to wake me up, but he wasn't there either. I walked back upstairs to our room, grabbed my cell phone and tried to call him. As I was dialing his number, I heard the door shut downstairs. I quickly turned around and went back downstairs.

He was all sweaty and flushed; he must have gone for a run. His shirt was wet from his sweat and clung to his chest, and his shorts rode low on his hips. "Morning handsome."

"Morning CC, did I wake you?" He asked, walking towards the fridge. He took out a bottle of water and drank the whole thing.

"No but I didn't like waking up and you not being there. Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked as I perched myself on the barstool next to the breakfast nook.

He shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. "I needed to clear my head." My heart sped up, thinking he regretted last night. "Stop it; it's not what you think."

"Then what is it?" I asked.

Sighing, he walked over to me and turned my chair to face him. He looked like he was going to have a panic attack. "What is it? Just tell me."

"We um," He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them and looked at me. "We didn't use a condom last night; I was so caught up in you that I didn't even think about it. I'm so sorry."

So, this was what had him acting strange. I smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. I'm on the pill. I should have mentioned it last night. I figured since you knew I didn't sleep with anyone, and you know everything else about me, that you knew this too."

He stared at me for a minute before he responded. "Doesn't matter, CC. I still should have used one, and I'm sorry."

"Stop it, I'm not sorry." I put my hands on his shoulders and said, "Let's go get a shower. You need one." I pushed him away and ran up the stairs laughing.

Moaning, he ran up the stairs behind me. We forgot all about that conversation as we helped each other out of our clothes. We stepped into the shower, washed each other and spent time memorizing each other's bodies.

I wanted him and I knew he wanted me by the way he was groaning as my hand was running up and down the length of him. Hunter spun me around and lifted me against the wall; I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips.

He was right at my entrance, but before he entered, he asked, "You're not too sore are you?"

"No." I answered, and then sunk down on him.

He buried himself deep inside me and whispered, "God, you are so tight." He groaned. "This is going to be hard and fast."

I buried my face in his neck, kissed him and lightly bit him. He thrust so hard and so fast, bringing me closer to my orgasm. Everything started to tingle and the back of my head hit the shower wall.

Hunter threw his head back and moaned, "Let go CC" and we both fell over the edge at the same time.

As we started to come down from our high, Hunter rested his forehead on mine and said, "I'll never get enough of this." Then he slowly kissed me a few more times before he lowered my legs.

We cleaned up again, and he walked out of the bathroom in just a towel. When he walked back in, he had put on a pair of boxer briefs. In his hand was a blow dryer. He plugged it in, pulled me in front of him and started drying my hair.

No one had ever done this for me, no one except for my mom when I was little. I hated when someone dried my hair all wrong, but when Hunter did it, I didn't care if he did it right or not. When my hair was all dried, I turned around, and looked up at him to tell him thank you. All I could see was love in his eyes and him smiling down at me.

Hunter picked me up, carried me over to the bed and gently laid me down. "Now, stay here while I go make us breakfast." He walked out of the door, and a second later, he stuck his head back in the doorway. "And don't put any clothes on. Actually, don't put clothes on at all this weekend." Then he walked away again.

I laughed, threw myself back on the pillows and reached over to grab my phone. There was a text message from Hailey.

Hailey – 9:37am: How's the v-card

Laughing and shaking my head I sent her a text back.

Me – 11:02am: What v-card? Xoxo

Then I scrolled to my mom's text.

Mom – 10:48am: Hope you're enjoying your time with Hunter.

Me – 11:05am: I am love u

A few minutes later I got a text back from Hailey, or at least that's who it said it was from.

Hailey – 11:11am: WHAT! Hope your f*cking kidding?

A few seconds later, I heard Hunter's phone ringing downstairs. F*ck! I guess Mason saw the text. I didn't hear Hunter answer, so I guess he let it go to voicemail. He walked up a few minutes later with pancakes, eggs, orange juice and a stargazer, my favorite flower. Leave it to Hunter to remember this stuff, when I never thought through the years that he had cared or even paid attention.

"So, um," I started, but I did not want to ruin the mood. I had to make sure he knew what had happened so if he answered his phone, he would be prepared. "I think Mason knows about us."

Looking confused, he said, "What do you mean he knows about us? He's seen us kissing and shit."

Shaking my head, I said, "No, I mean he knows we slept together." I looked down to my hands and back up at him. "Hailey and I were texting. I think he saw the text where I said "what v-card" when she asked how it was going."

He didn't say anything for a while. I didn't want to ruin our time alone together but he had needed to know.

He surprised me when he spoke up and said, "We'll deal with it when we get back."

"Alright." We ate our breakfast in bed, while we watched TV, not really talking at all.

When we finished, Hunter asked if I wanted to learn how to play pool. Little did he know, I already knew but I didn't tell him that little secret. I quickly threw on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. We went downstairs to the rec room and Hunter set up the balls and then explained to me how to break. The first time I missed, and he showed me again. The second time, I nailed it, exactly as I always did.

Hunter eyed me but did not say anything. I sunk two solids so it was still my turn. All the shots for me to take were hard and I wasn't ready for Hunter to catch on to the fact that I knew how to play. I looked over at him and asked, "You going to stand there or help me?"

Smirking, he walked over and stood flush with my body, then pointed to the one he wanted me to hit. He slightly bent me over and positioned me to hit the ball. As he pulled back, I wiggled my ass and he completely missed.

He thrust his hips into me as I started laughing. "You think this is funny do you?"

"No, not at all." I said still laughing and wiggling my ass again.

He turned me around to face him then picked me up and placed me on the table. He slowly drew my tank up and off me. "I love these." He whispered, as he took the back of one of his fingers and trailed it from my cheek, down my neck and then circled my nipple. He placed a kiss over it and then did the same to the other one. He replaced his lips with his tongue and circled my hard nipple.

He was driving me crazy doing this, taking his time with my body.

"Hunter." I whimpered his name and arched my back when he lightly bit my nipples.

Thankfully, he didn't tease me for too long before he started placing open mouth kisses from the valley between my breasts. He traveled down my stomach, twirling his tongue in my belly button and then placed a kiss on each of my hips before he looked up at me.

"You ok if I do this?" Hunter asked. Thank God, Hailey and I went and had our waxes done this week.

I could not even form words, so I just smiled and nodded my head. He placed each of my feet on the table, slid my ass forward and spread my legs, giving him access. I was so nervous, no one has ever done this to me before, yeah Dominic and I have messed around but I never let him go down on me.

As he bent down and placed his hand on my knees, he said, "CC, you're shaking baby." He kissed the inside of my knee before resting it on his shoulder. "Don't be nervous." He kissed the inside of my other knee before he placed it on his other shoulder.

He looked at me with such intensity in his eyes. "So pretty," he whispered, before he placed a kiss on my sex. As soon as his lips touched me, I bucked my hips off the table. Hunter chuckled and then did it again and again.

Hunter reached around my right leg and separated my folds with his fingers, then placed an open mouth kiss there. He replaced his kisses with his tongue, and my hips again bucked right off the table.

This was too much and too intense.

"I got you CC." Hunter groaned. "Let me taste you, all of you."

I wanted to tell him to stop but I couldn't even think of forming words as his tongue started torturing me. Sucking and twirling his tongue was almost my undoing. I was panting and whimpering so hard, it was almost embarrassing.

Hunter pulled his mouth from me, looked up, smirked and put a finger inside me. Then he started lapping his tongue all over me again. I was so close; my legs started squeezing his head; my fingers locked in his hair, trying to ease the intensity.

Pulling back he whispered, "Let go CC."

Oh God, did I. I came so hard, and so fast I was seeing stars.

After I came back down from my high, Hunter was right there waiting for me. He looked at me with this expression on his face that I could not explain. He picked me up and carried me back upstairs to the bedroom where we both snuggled up and fell asleep.