“I love you,” I respond. His mouth moves roughly across my face and his bristles drag against my skin in the most erotic way, sensitizing me. “Love you… love you…” I repeat and he echoes this between peppering kisses down the side of my neck and up to my ear.
“Love you always. Love you forever. To the moon and back. More than that.”
I’d giggle if the words didn’t sound so urgent and sincere—if they didn’t mirror everything I’m feeling. Finally, he finds my mouth again but he pulls back before I can take the kiss deeper.
“No one will ever understand how much I love you.”
“I know. I feel the same way.”
With that, he takes my mouth with a deep, soul-pervading kiss. It’s the best kiss of my life. It doesn’t hold the excitement or the thrill of our first kiss but it’s like he’s pouring his love into me. My chest expands, my heart swells. My mind drifts to some unknown dimension where I’m frightened of nothing and excited by everything. The world holds so much promise again and it’s all because of Hunter.
Hunter’s tongue presses forcefully against mine, searching deeper and I grip his hair to hold him close. Our wet bodies slide together and the water swirls around us. His hardness teases me and I rock against it, creating a tidal wave of water building around us while the pleasure inside me does the same, growing until my breath comes in pants and I can’t keep up with his kisses anymore. All I can do is let him take it all as I move mindlessly against him.
He rips his mouth away. “Need protection,” he mutters, panting for breath.
I reach back and as my back arches, lifting my breasts, he secures his mouth around one tight nipple while hooking an arm around my back. I shudder and fumble around until I find the condoms I bought earlier.
“I can’t wait, princess. Is that okay? I need you too much.”
“Yes. Yes, please.” I’m buzzing with lust by now. I just want him inside me, as close as two people can be.
He lifts his hips and we sheath him. Using his good arm, he manoeuvres me back onto his lap and with barely a moment’s hesitation, he impales me. We freeze and shock burns through my system at the intensity of it. He buries his face in my neck and I spread my hands across the tense muscles in his back. It gratifies me to note our lovemaking has the same effect on him as it does me.
I stroke the back of his head and register his hard legs beneath me, his firm chest against mine and his powerful arms enclosing me. If I didn’t want him so bad, I’d happily stay like this forever. But I can’t. I need him deeper inside me right now. I move the tiniest fraction and that sparks a chain reaction. Now there’s no holding back.
He lifts me and I drop down and he’s in me, harder and deeper than before. We move together, seamlessly but desperately, like old lovers who have been apart for years. I splinter quickly as he pounds up into me. Shaking and gasping his name, I kiss him unsteadily and the orgasm blows through me. With a few short thrusts, he utters a guttural curse and follows me. We collapse together—sated. Only our heavy breaths and the drip of a tap resonates through the room.
***
Hunter
I study the woman next to me, curled up into my side. Her nose is buried against my ribs. I don’t know how she’s even able to breathe like that. It always tugs at my heart seeing her all tucked up in a little ball. The love I feel for this woman blows my mind. Three days of doing nothing but recuperating—well and a little loving—in a hotel room with her and I’m still craving more.
I came too close to losing her though. She’s returning to work tomorrow now her sick leave has run out and she’ll be back out in the world.
Exposed to danger.
I slide off the bed and sneak into the bathroom, snatching my mobile as I go. Jess sleeps on, exhausted from last night probably. The vixen sure knows how to keep a man on edge. With the bathroom door closed, I flick on the shower over the bath and find Mitch on my mobile.
“Yeah?”
“It’s me.”
“Where are you?”
“Bathroom. Look did you get the info?”
“Yeah, I even rang it.”
“Is it him?”
“I believe so. Connor and I followed him when we made the call.”
“Good.” While I’d been recovering, Mitch and Connor had been doing my dirty work and it seems both of them were better detectives than I thought. After digging up Lucas’s mobile number, they were able to track him using his GPS thanks to the IT guy Mitch keeps on contract.
“What are you going to do, Hunter?”
“I’m going to get rid of this guy once and for all.” I curl my hand over the edge of the sink and imagine its Lucas’s windpipe instead.
“Tell me you’re not going to kill him,” Mitch pleads.
“I’m just going to scare him. Hurt him a little. You know full well the cops can’t prove anything. The bike was clean of fingerprints. The only way to ensure Jess’s safety is to go around the law. Hell, it’s not like he’ll go running to the cops after everything he’s done.”
“Hunter—”